All Chapters of Trash Warrior Becomes War God: Chapter 51
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CHAPTER 30 PART 2
A hundred bolts of lightning erupted from the sky simultaneously, converging on Rocco's position. The deafening roar shook the entire stadium.Rocco slammed his palms together. "!"Massive stone walls erupted from the ground, forming a dome around him. The lightning struck with apocalyptic force, each bolt shattering chunks of rock.But Rocco kept channeling. Every time a section crumbled, he rebuilt it instantly."Earth magic?!" Marco's eyes widened. "That's four elements!"The crowd exploded in shocked gasps.In the VIP section, a scarred general shot to his feet. "Four elements! He's mastered four different elements!""Impossible," an elderly woman beside him whispered. "The mana channels required... the mental strain alone should kill him.""Yet there he stands."The lightning storm raged for three full minutes. The arena floor became scorched and cratered. Steam rose from the superheated stone.Finally, the clouds dissipated. Silence fell.The earth dome cracked a
CHAPTER 31
Marco leaned against the arena railing, watching Rocco accept congratulations from admirers. His jaw tightened."That guy's strong," he muttered. "Beating him won't be simple."Lorenzo appeared beside him. "Perhaps a midnight visit to his quarters? A small incident with some sleeping herbs—""Lorenzo." Marco's tone turned sharp. "No.""But Young Master—""Half the empire's powerhouses are on campus right now." Marco's eyes swept the VIP section. "You think they won't notice if Rocco mysteriously falls ill the night before our match?"The old man's enthusiasm deflated. "You're right. Forgive my foolishness.""Besides..." Marco cracked his knuckles. "Where's the satisfaction in winning that way?"Before they could leave, Rocco's voice cut through the crowd."Derek!"Marco turned. Rocco strode toward him, that insufferable grin plastered across his face."Enjoying the show?" Rocco's tone dripped with false politeness."It was educational," Marco replied evenly."Good." Rocco's eyes gleam
CHAPTER 32
The VIP section erupted in chaos."Armor of Fighting Spirit doesn't exist!" A gray-robed scholar shot to his feet. "I've studied every text in the Imperial Library—there's no such skill!""Then explain how he's resisting lightning!" another voice shouted back."He must be cheating! Using some artifact or—""Silence!" The scarred general's voice cut through the argument. "The match continues. We'll investigate after.""But—""I said silence!"On the arena floor, Rocco's face twisted with fury. "I don't care what you call it. You're still going down!"His tattoos blazed brighter. Frost began spreading from his feet, crawling up his legs and torso."!"Within seconds, translucent blue armor encased his entire body. Ice crystals formed intricate patterns across the surface, each layer reinforced with concentrated mana.His sword transformed next, growing to twice its original size as ice enveloped the blade."Let's see your precious armor handle this!"Rocco charged, h
CHAPTER 33
Rocco sat on the scorched arena floor, his breathing steadying. Despite the burns covering his body, his expression held no bitterness."You know..." He stared at his trembling hands. "I started training when I was four years old."Marco, leaning heavily on Sofia, raised an eyebrow. "Four?""Every morning, meditation for magic control. Afternoons, sword practice until my hands bled. Nights, elemental theory." Rocco's laugh came out hollow. "Sixteen years. It took me sixteen years to master four elements.""That's... impressive dedication," Marco admitted."Dedication?" Rocco's jaw clenched. "More like obsession. My father pushed me relentlessly. He even obtained Dragon Blood for me."Marco's heart skipped a beat. His expression remained carefully neutral. "Dragon Blood?""Extremely rare. Supposed to refine your body, multiply your power." Rocco's fists tightened. "But I was too scared. The pain, the risk of death... I couldn't do it.""What happened to it?""My Level 4 water beast car
CHAPTER 34
The Imperial Treasury stretched before Marco like a cathedral of violence. Weapons lined every wall—swords that hummed with power, spears crackling with lightning, axes that seemed to drink the light.The servant gestured grandly. "Level 10 weapons occupy the central displays. Level 9 weapons line the eastern wall. Choose any—""That one." Marco pointed to a dark corner.The servant blinked. "That's... only a Level 8 sword, young master.""I know.""But you could claim a Level 10 blade! The Celestial Edge, blessed by—""I want that one."Marco approached the weapon. The greatsword hung in shadows, its black blade seeming to absorb light. Crimson veins ran through the metal like frozen blood.He gripped the hilt. Power thrummed through his arm."The Darkblood Demon Sword," the servant said nervously. "It possesses the Blood Drain ability. With each strike, it steals vitality from enemies and feeds it to the wielder.""Perfect for long battles." Marco hefted the blade. The weight felt r
CHAPTER 35 PART 1
Fifteen days of grueling travel brought them to the edge of the restricted zone. Marco leaned against the carriage window, watching imperial soldiers patrol in strict formations. Watchtowers dotted the landscape every hundred meters, and magical barriers shimmered in the air."Ten thousand meter exclusion zone," Rocco muttered beside him. "They're not taking chances."The carriage stopped at a checkpoint. An officer in polished armor approached, his hand resting on his sword hilt."State your purpose."Chancellor Williams descended from the lead carriage, producing official documents. "Kensington Academy, authorized for Hell Rift training exercises."The officer scrutinized the papers before nodding curtly. "Proceed to Gate Seven. Principal Davidson is waiting."They continued through increasingly tight security. Mages checked for demonic possession at every checkpoint. Priests examined their auras for corruption. By the time they reached the final gate, even the confident students lo
CHAPTER 35 PART 2
Before anyone could respond, Williams suddenly jumped into the Hell Rift, disappearing into the crimson light.The students stared in stunned silence."Did he just..." Rocco blinked. "Did our chancellor just abandon us?"Marco shrugged. "Probably went to scout ahead.""Or he got tired of the smell and bailed."The Swordsmen teacher laughed harder. "Even your principal runs away!"Sofia's fists clenched, but Marco grabbed her wrist. "Ignore him.""But—""The principal told us before we left: don't argue with other academies. Prove ourselves through action." Marco's eyes hardened. "We'll show them inside."An hour later, the order came to enter.Rocco gathered the Kensington students in a circle. His voice carried authority despite his youth."Remember what that teacher said. Remember how they mocked us." His gaze swept over each face. "We're going to make them regret every word."Murmurs of agreement rippled through the group."Inside Hell, we stay together. We watch each other's backs
CHAPTER 36 PART 1
The open plain stretched endlessly around Kensington Academy's makeshift camp. No natural barriers, no defensive ridges—just flat, exposed ground.Laughter echoed from the neighboring academies."Look at them! Sitting ducks in the middle of nowhere!""First demon wave will slaughter them all!""At least they'll die quickly!"A Kensington student approached Marco nervously, his hands fidgeting. "Maybe we should reconsider? Everyone else chose defensive positions..."Marco's glare could have melted steel. "You want to camp next to spawning grounds? Be my guest. Go join the idiots."The student flinched. "I just thought—""You thought wrong. Dismissed."Sofia finished hammering a wooden stake into the ground, part of their basic perimeter markers. She wiped sweat from her brow and surveyed the flimsy barriers with obvious concern."Marco, these defenses wouldn't stop bandits, let alone Hell Demons.""They're not meant to.""Then why build them at all?"Marco drove his own stake into the
CHAPTER 36 PART 2
Chaos consumed seven camps simultaneously.In contrast, Kensington Academy stood untouched. Not a single insect demon emerged near their position.Rocco's eyes widened as understanding dawned. "You knew. You knew this would happen.""Told you those cracks were spawning grounds." Marco's expression remained grim. "But we're not safe yet."The surface demon army numbered in the hundreds of thousands, a nightmare made flesh. As they advanced, roughly thirty thousand split off, changing course directly toward Kensington's isolated camp.The students' confidence evaporated."Thirty thousand?!""We're only eighty students!""We're going to die!""Silence!" Marco's voice cracked like a whip. "Mages, prepare Rain of Fire! Target their vanguard!"The mages raised their staffs, channeling power. Magical circles formed in the air above the charging demons."!"The sky split open. Countless fireballs plummeted like a meteor shower, each explosion sending demon flesh flying. The fron
CHAPTER 37 PART 1
The Kensington warriors crashed into the demon horde like a hammer striking glass. Metal rang against chitin and bone. Blood—both red and black—sprayed across the scorched earth.Marco carved through the front lines, his Darkblood Demon Sword drinking deeply. Each strike absorbed vitality from fallen demons, feeding power back into his exhausted muscles. Around him, students fought in tight formations—knights holding defensive positions while Magic Fighters unleashed elemental fury behind them.But the elite demons held firm. Their armored hides turned aside most strikes, and their massive bulk created an impenetrable wall. Students bounced off the defensive line, unable to penetrate deeper.Only Marco advanced, his blade finding weak points with surgical precision. He slipped between armored plates, severed joints, and carved paths through flesh that seemed invulnerable to others.From the main camp, Sofia watched in growing horror as Marco disappeared into the demon swarm."He's goi