All Chapters of Trash Warrior Becomes War God: Chapter 61
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CHAPTER 37 PART 2
The barrage launched.Marco twisted mid-air, unable to dodge while airborne. The fireballs closed—Ice walls erupted between him and the attack. The fireballs splashed against crystalline barriers, their heat flash-freezing into steam.Rocco stood below, both hands extended, blood streaming from his nose and ears from the strain of rapid casting."Go!"Marco didn't hesitate. "!"He descended like divine judgment, his blade wreathed in crimson Fighting Spirit. Shattok raised his club to block.The collision created a shockwave that flattened demons in a twenty-meter radius. Cracks spider-webbed through the ground.For a moment, neither moved.Then Marco's blade pushed forward, inch by inch, carving through the iron club.Shattok's eyes widened. "Impossible—"The Darkblood Demon Sword split the club and continued downward, cleaving through armor, flesh, and bone.The demon commander's head tumbled from his shoulders.His massive body stood for another second before collapsin
CHAPTER 38 PART 1
The seven academies' camps burned. Demons swarmed through shattered defensive lines, their claws red with student blood. Teachers stood frozen in frustration—their most devastating spells would kill friend and foe alike at this range.A Lakeview Academy mage raised his staff, magical energy crackling around him. "—""Stop!" His colleague grabbed his arm. "Our students are mixed in with the demons! You'll kill them!""But if we don't—"A scream cut him off. Three students fell, torn apart by insect demons."We can't use area spells!" The mage's face twisted in anguish. "We're powerless!"The demon horde broke free from the ice prison, chunks of frozen magic shattering across the battlefield. Immediately, the majority shifted course toward Lakeview Academy—the nearest target."They're coming!" a student shrieked.Then Marco's voice cut through the chaos. "Kensington spearhead, wedge formation! Cut through the center!"His hundred-person team crashed into the demon flank li
CHAPTER 38 PART 2
"We're choosing survival over stupidity." Marco didn't break stride. "Good luck dying with honor."The insults followed his retreating force."Kensington cowards!""Worthless trash academy!""Should've let them die in their camp!"Marco ignored every word. His team reached the Hell Rift entrance—a swirling crimson portal pulsing with energy."Everyone through! Quickly!"Students dove into the portal.And bounced back."What?!" Rocco stumbled, his hand passing through the portal's surface like it was solid glass. "It's not working!"Marco's blood ran cold. He thrust his arm toward the rift.Nothing. The portal refused entry."High-level demon interference." His mind raced. "Something powerful enough to seal the rift from this side.""Can they do that?!""Apparently." Marco spun, scanning the battlefield. "That's why no imperial reinforcements arrived. The demons planned this."Panic spread through his students. "We're trapped?!""Marco, what do we do?!"He silenced them with a gesture.
CHAPTER 39 PART 1
The cave entrance was barely visible—a narrow crack in the obsidian cliff face that opened into a larger chamber inside. Marco's group stumbled through after hours of running, their bodies pushed beyond exhaustion.Fifty-three students collapsed against the walls, gasping for breath. Some nursed wounds wrapped in torn cloth. Others stared blankly at nothing, shock written across their faces.Marco posted guards at the entrance before allowing himself to sit. His muscles screamed in protest. The Darkblood Demon Sword lay across his lap, its crimson veins pulsing faintly.Rocco dropped beside him, wincing as he settled his injured shoulder. "We should've stayed with the main force."Marco's eyes snapped to him. "What?""The seven academies together. Nearly a hundred Second Transition teachers." Rocco's voice carried conviction despite his exhaustion. "That's our best chance of survival.""That's the fastest way to die.""How can you say that? Those teachers are—""Mortal." Marco's tone
CHAPTER 39 PART 2
The battle descended into desperate chaos. Imperial forces fought cultists and fire giants simultaneously, their formation fragmenting under the assault.Then the ground shook.A roar split the sky—primal, ancient, terrifying.From the Hell Portal emerged a creature from nightmares. The Demonic Dragon's scales were black as midnight, each one etched with glowing red runes. Its wingspan stretched over a hundred feet, and its eyes burned with malevolent intelligence.Level 9. Peak of Second Transition. Just shy of Third Transition's godlike power.Soldiers froze in terror. Even Cody's face paled."Fall back!" His voice cracked. "All units, general retreat!""What about the Third Battalion?!" his lieutenant asked.Cody's jaw clenched. "They hold the line. Everyone else runs."The Third Battalion—eight hundred soldiers—formed defensive positions without hesitation. Their commander, Captain Morris, raised his sword."For the Empire! For our families! For humanity!""For humanity!" His sold
CHAPTER 40 PART 1
Sofia stood at the battlefield's edge, her eyes locked on the sealed Hell Portal. Explosions rocked the ground. Screams filled the air. Officers shouted for her to retreat.She didn't move."Princess, please!" A captain grabbed her arm. "The dragon could return any moment!""I'm waiting for Marco.""He's trapped in Hell! You can't help him by dying here!"Sofia jerked her arm free. "I'm not leaving."Behind her, Brutus watched with growing concern. His master was trapped in Hell, and this stubborn human girl was going to get herself killed.The massive Pug made a decision.He padded forward silently. Sofia didn't notice until too late.BONK!His paw struck her forehead with precise force. Sofia's eyes rolled back, and she collapsed.Father Dominic's jaw dropped. "Did you just... knock out a princess?"Brutus's mental voice was unapologetic. She wouldn't leave. Master would be angry if she died."That's... actually fair." Dominic couldn't help a small laugh despite the circumstances.B
CHAPTER 40 PART 2
The cave trembled. Dust fell from the ceiling.Rocco braced against the wall. "Felt like an earthquake!""No." Marco's eyes narrowed. "Something exploded outside. Something massive."The tremors faded. An uneasy silence settled over the cave.Meanwhile, the survivors from the seven academies huddled in a ravine, exhausted and terrified.Eighteen teachers. Roughly a thousand students. That was all that remained from nearly eight thousand who'd entered Hell.Professor Barrett sat with his head in his hands, blood caked on his armor. Around him, students nursed wounds that couldn't be healed—most priests and druids had died in the initial assault."Water," someone croaked. "Please, just water.""We have none," a teacher replied hollowly.A Lakeview student's face twisted with rage. "How?! How did you send us in here without supplies?!""The portal was supposed to stay open! We could resupply through it!""Well, it's CLOSED!" The student's voice cracked. "And now we're going to starve!"M
CHAPTER 41 PART 1
The Hell Sect's temporary headquarters—a burned manor five kilometers from the sealed portal—reeked of sulfur and blood. Austin sat in what had once been a noble's study, his fingers steepled beneath his chin.Three mid-level commanders entered and knelt."Master Austin, what are our orders?" The leftmost—a scarred man named Victor—spoke first. "The portal is sealed. The students are trapped. What's our next move?"Austin's lips curved into a cold smile. "Our move? Nothing.""Nothing?" Victor's confusion was evident."This operation was designed by Vice Sect Hierarch Lydia herself." Austin stood, gathering his belongings. "She'll arrive soon to take command. My role is finished.""You're leaving?" The second commander, a woman named Margaret, frowned."The Empire's retaliation will be swift and brutal. Remaining here is suicide." Austin fastened his cloak. "I'm not particularly interested in dying for someone else's ambitions."The third commander, a young man named Gerald, straighten
CHAPTER 41 PART 2
Her voice carried across the battlefield—not loud, but impossible to ignore. It slipped into ears like poison, bypassing all defenses.Soldiers began screaming.A twenty-year-old warrior's face wrinkled. His hair turned white. His skin sagged. Within seconds, he collapsed as a withered corpse.Beside him, a mage aged forty years in the span of a breath. Her vitality drained away, leaving a husk that crumbled to dust.The curse spread like wildfire. Thousands aged and died simultaneously, their life force stolen by Lydia's whispered words."Fall back!" Gregory roared, horror etched on his face. "RETREAT!"But the curse was already spreading. Half the army—one hundred and fifty thousand soldiers—turned into desiccated corpses before they could run ten steps.The survivors stared in disbelief at the carnage. Mountains of aged bodies littered the field, a testament to power beyond mortal comprehension.Gregory's hands shook. "She killed... she killed half the army with one word..."Lydia
CHAPTER 42 PART 1
The air above Hell's Gap crackled with raw power as two titans of combat faced each other. William, the Tower Master of the White Tower, floated effortlessly in the sky, his silver robes rippling despite the absence of wind. His face remained impassive, betraying no emotion as he studied the woman before him.Lydia, Vice Sect Hierarch of the Hell Sect, smiled languidly, her crimson dress clinging to her curves like liquid fire. Her lips curved into a mocking smirk as she tilted her head, dark hair cascading over one shoulder."How delightful," she purred, her voice carrying across the battlefield like poisoned honey. "The mighty White Tower Master himself. Did those pathetic nobles hire you to die for them?"William's eyes narrowed fractionally. "Your curses won't reach me, witch. Surrender now, and I'll ensure your death is painless."Below them, the remnants of the alliance army watched in terrified silence. The ground was littered with withered corpses—more than one hundred fifty t