Unsurprisingly, the fairies of the Tusk Clan, stunned by the scene before them, grew furious.
"Protect Lord Woodworth!"
The werewolf fairies immediately pounced forward, transformed into streaks of shadows, like cheetahs catapulting in the darkness, and in an instant, accelerated to their limits, charging straight towards Reiger.
Their claws tore through the air.
Their roars shook the plains.
The most elite warriors of the Tusk Clan from the Fairy Country of Britannia showed their aggressive side right here.
"[Magic Power Enhancement·Force Field Burst]."
The human who had become the prey unleashed his magic.
In an instant, centered around Reiger, an invisible maelstrom of chaotic shockwaves was born.
It was a shockwave similar in power to Shalltear’s [Unclean Impact Shield].
The shockwaves, like an invisible explosion, burst forth with ferocious intensity, colliding with the attacking fairies of the Tusk Clan.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"......
Amidst the muffled booms, one after another, the fairy warriors of the Tusk Clan struck the oncoming shockwaves, and with a speed even faster than their charge, they were sent flying back, screaming pitifully.
"This, this is the same kind of magic as His Majesty’s...!?"
"Although it’s a technique we fairies don’t need, how can this human use magic...?"
"We’ve never seen someone before!"
The fairies of the Tusk Clan, who had not yet reached Reiger, were instantly daunted and involuntarily stopped in their tracks.
Seeing this, Woodworth bellowed in rage.
At the same time, Reiger, with a flash, charged towards those fairies of the Tusk Clan.
"Thunder Breathing·First Form·Thunderbolt Flash·Eight Consecutive!"
While the fairies of the Tusk Clan were still bewildered, Reiger unhesitatingly launched his attack, turning into a bolt of lightning, slashing at the fairies.
"Boom—Boom—Boom—Boom—Boom—"
These were the sounds of thunder elicited by Reiger with every twist and turn, as he transformed into a bolt of lightning.
"Slash!" "Slash!" "Slash!" "Slash!" "Slash!"......
This was the commotion of the lightning strikes hitting the fairies of the Tusk Clan, who had no time to react.
The lightning streaked through the ranks of the Tusk Clan fairies, and in the blink of an eye, eight changes of direction, eight slashes, made the lightning seem like a bolt that drew several persistent trails.
Struck by the thunderous slashes, the Tusk Clan fairies screamed in unison, their bodies riven open, suddenly soaked in blood.
Woodworth’s eyes turned red with fury, and he let out a roar, as the magic power and heat around his body exploded again, covering him like a surge of waves.
The ferocious howl erupted from the mouth of the strongest warrior of the Tusk Clan, becoming a sonic wave that cracked the ground beneath Woodworth’s feet.
In such a state, Woodworth’s suit burst open, revealing his powerfully built beastly body underneath.
That large and muscular body, though covered in fur, somehow exuded a sense of sanctity.
Watching this, Altoria, blown to a distance, clutched her Chosen Staff tightly, trembling as she spoke.
"This is... Revert to Nascent!"
In this world, there are many types of fairies.
For example, the earlier mentioned fairy incarnations of nymphs, sprites, goblins, dwarves, goblins, elves, redcaps, and dragons, etc., fairies appear in all sorts of forms and natures, making the six clans of the Fairy Country of Britannia each possess different appearances and powers.
But no matter what form or appearance a fairy takes, the fairies of today have mostly deviated from their original forms.
Fairies are born for many reasons, some are formed after a fall from the divine, some from the resentments or remnants of humans and animals, some from the aggregation of soul fragments, and some gain new life when disembodied sentiments take on the shell of human folklore and legends.
These fairies, born for various reasons, are not, strictly speaking, true fairies.
The truly pure fairies are actually the noble spirits born within the planet’s interior—the Inner Sea of the Star.
They are regarded as the tentacles of nature, extensions of the world, the soul of the planet, or rather, its avatars.
These fairies represent the most essential aspect of fairies, their original form, their oldest image.
The fairies of today are the deteriorated offspring of these pure fairies, not the real and original postnatal beings.
The ancestors of the six great clans of the Fairy Country of Britannia were all fairies born from the Inner Sea of the Star, and in the world of magic and Magic Power, such beings are known as "Progenitors" or "Progenitresses."
When a "Progenitor" or "Progenitress" takes on a mission and leaves the Inner Sea of the Star for the outer side of the planet, the surface world, they are then known as "Nascents."
The ancestors of the six great clans of the Fairy Country of Britannia are all Nascents, spirits of nature of a caliber comparable to deities, spirits of the world.
Merely by existing in the world, Nascents can bring about an increase akin to their terminal descendants.
Now, most of the fairies in the Fairy Country are descendants from these six great Nascents; although far stronger than humans, they are but weaklings compared to the Nascents.