Strongest Warlock - Wizard World Irregular

A week had passed since Ethan's and Illumina's wedding.

The two of them were deepening their relationship in more ways than one.

Also, the Mermaid Princess was teaching Ethan about the complicated political structure of the sea, which he should be aware of.

While the young man was gradually understanding the scope of his responsibilities, something important was currently happening in a place that was far from the sea.

Somewhere in Midgard…

There was a place that was said to have existed since the world had been born.

A place where diseases were non-existent and where eternal happiness could be found.

It was also said that it was mystical land, where food was ever abundant. A timeless world where one could live… forever.

At least, that was the myth behind this land hidden somewhere underneath in the lands of Midgard.

A kingdom that was said to border the lands of the living and the dead.

A kingdom ruled by King Arawn, who was known by many, especially by those who held ancient knowledge about the mysteries that the common people didn't know. Read exclusive adventures at

Currently, just outside of the Castle Gates, an army that could shake the very foundations of the world gathered.

This army was composed of monsters and demihumans.

Some were horrifying, while some were fair and beautiful.

Not all Fomorians had monstrous forms. Some even looked exactly like humans, the sight of which made those who would look at them unable to discern that they were, in fact, not humans.

While this powerful army waited outside the gates, their leaders sat in the Great Hall of Anwnn, looking at the handsome gray-haired man who ruled the land.

King Arawn smiled faintly as he scanned the faces of the four Fomorian Leaders, who were all vying to become the Fomorians' One True King.

All of them wished to rally their race under one banner. But at the same time, all of them were ambitious and didn't wish to become anyone else's subordinate.

This was why they hoped to obtain the Stone of Destiny, which would reveal who their rightful king would be.

Then and only then would this powerful and monstrous army agree to follow a King who would lead them to battle.

A battle that would shake the world and make those who oppose them tremble in fear.

"Arawn, are you certain about this information?" a One-Eyed Giant, who was said to be the direct descendant of Balor, one of the greatest Chieftains of the Fomorians, asked. ṚΑＮＯʙƐŝ

"I am certain," Arawn replied. "I have sent my representative, along with your own people, to the Shire Continent to look for information regarding the Stone of Destiny. As you may already know, their life crystals have been broken, which means that they have perished while on their mission.

"Even so, I already cast a Divination. Even though we failed to get any information from our scouts before they died, I am certain that the Stone of Destiny, Lia Fáil, is in the Shire Continent."

Another giant with two-curved horns on its head snorted.

"The time for talking should stop," the Two-Horned Giant stated. "It's time to take action. Since we know where the Lia Fáil is located, we should send our armies to the Shire Continent at once."

"What you say has merit," a handsome man with black hair and brown eyes, who seemed to be in his mid-twenties, said with a smile. "But the question is… who will lead the armies to go to the Shire Continent?"

"I have an idea," a beautiful lady with purple hair said with a smile. "Why don't we all lead our armies separately and travel towards the Shire Continent? Doing this will prevent conflicts between our factions, right?"

The three other Fomorians nodded in agreement.

"True. We should lead our own forces for the time being," the One-Eyed Giant stated. "The only time we will obey anyone's orders is when our King is found. Do the two of you oppose this idea?"

The One-Eyed Giant looked at the Two-Horned Giant and the handsome man to ask their opinion.

"I don't oppose this idea," the Two-Horned Giant answered.

"This is also fine with me." The handsome man nodded.

After reaching an agreement, they then looked at the King of Annwn with serious expressions on their faces.

King Arawn lightly tapped the table with his finger for nearly a minute before saying his thoughts out loud.

"Annwn is my Kingdom, and I have no desire for more," King Arawn declared. "But I would like to spectate in this historical moment. Although I won't send any of my troops, I will personally lead my most trusted people.

"We will record this turning point in history, and make sure that it will be known in every corner of the world. Such an exciting and chaotic time. What a wonderful time to be alive, no?"

The Fomorians smiled faintly after hearing King Arawn's words.

No one really knew how old the King of Annwn was, and many speculated that he was one of the few true immortals of the world.

But whether this rumor was true or not, none of the Fomorians inside the room dared to offend him.

After all, King Arawn had been a true friend to both the Fomorians and the Tuatha De Danann.

While many thought that it was silly, it was indeed the truth. When it came to conflicts between these two factions, King Arawn would not lift a finger and simply watch from the side like a true spectator, watching their wars as a sort of entertainment.

"Then, when do we leave?" the handsome man asked.

"Right now," the One-Eyed Giant answered. "We have already made our preparations, and our armies are only waiting for us to give the signal to attack. Our armies long for war!"

The Fomorian Army was massive. Due to its size, they also had massive food consumption needs. Of course, they were not worried about the issue of food and supplies.

Since the Kingdom of Annwn was a land abundant with food, all the armies had already packed enough food that would last them for a year.

Perhaps, the only one who could match such a feat was the Cauldron of Dagda, which could produce unlimited amounts of potions and pills. Consuming them would eliminate hunger and make one always feel like they were full of strength.

Not to mention that, once the Fomorians reached the Shire Continent, they would no longer need to worry about food. After all, every living thing, including Humans, Beastkins, Elves, and Dwarves, was food in their eyes.

"Hahaha!" the Two-Horned Giant laughed. "Time to let the world know that the Fomorians' rise can no longer be stopped!"

The handsome man and the beautiful lady nodded in agreement.

Their time had finally come, and they were certain that, the moment they made landfall on the Shire Continent, their conquest of the entire world was right around the corner.

King Arawn looked at the four Fomorian Leaders with a smile on his face.

Just like them, he was also very excited to see the new era that would come upon the world. After all, for an immortal like him, nothing was more entertaining than seeing the world change right before his very eyes.

The One-Eyed Giant raised his hand and shouted with all of his might.

"Ár na Fomhóraigh! Crith talamh is farraige! Sceimhle domhain go léir!"

The Fomorian army outside of the castle wall all raised their hands and shouted their warcry in unison.

""Ár na Fomhóraigh! Crith talamh is farraige! Sceimhle domhain go léir!""

""Ár na Fomhóraigh! Crith talamh is farraige! Sceimhle domhain go léir!""

""Ár na Fomhóraigh! Crith talamh is farraige! Sceimhle domhain go léir!""

(Translation: "Slaughter of the Fomorians! Let the earth and sea quake! Terror to all the world!")

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A/N: Second Chapter will be posted after it is edited. I just posted this chapter first because I might forget it due to some complications.

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