The Evil Spirits' Destruction

Eleven pondered for a long time but still couldn't figure out what kind of operation this was. Perhaps all the big shots have some unpredictable and quirky ideas.

"I refuse!"

However, Laxus didn't think as much as Eleven. He glared at him and rejected him without any hesitation! He had long disliked that flashy guy upstairs, who was always putting on airs and acting all high and mighty.

Laxus can't stand anyone showing off in front of him; in his presence, only he can show off!

However, Gilgamesh wasn't angry at Laxus's blunt rejection. Instead, he changed his posture, crossed his legs in an exaggerated manner, propped his chin on one hand, and looked at Laxus with a pretentious air.

This condescending attitude made the veins on Laxus's forehead throb again.

"I understand. You don't want to join because you haven't realized the strength of our guild. How about this? I'll give you a chance to challenge me. If you can make me leave the throne, I'll let you leave. Otherwise, you'll have to join my guild. How about it?"

Eleven:

This guy must be an idiot!

Why should we challenge you?

My God! I really don't know how to even begin to complain...

It's poisonous!

Stay calm, absolutely stay calm! Don't let this fool lead you astray. Right now, you should tell him we have nothing to hide...

"Huh? You look down on us, you bastard!"

A bolt of Electric Light flashed past Eleven, heading straight for the golden throne in the sky, startling the thoughtful Eleven.

Holy crap! I forgot there was this big idiot next to me!

Seeing Laxus transform into lightning and crash headfirst into the throne, it was too late for Eleven to salvage the situation. He could only curse under his breath and grit his teeth as he also took to the sky.

"Lightning Armor!"

Boom!!

Laxus showed no mercy, his body crackling with lightning as his fist hurtled straight for the Rakshasa Evil Spirits Guild Master's face. Laxus already disliked this guy, and now that he'd delivered himself to be beaten, he was naturally going all out.

Eleven followed behind, but his Spiritual Power was on the black mages among the Rakshasa Evil Spirits around him. He noticed that they didn't care about Laxus's attack at all, and didn't seem to care about their guild master at all.

As expected, Laxus's fist in the sky didn't even touch the Rakshasa Evil Spirits Guild Master's body. Instead, it was blocked by a golden shield surrounding the throne. The golden lightning collided and rubbed against the golden shield, producing a piercing sound.

Clearly, this golden throne, exuding an air of extravagance, is not merely the personal hobby of the Rakshasa Evil Spirits Guild Master; it is also a powerful magical artifact with formidable defensive capabilities.

"It's useless. Your attacks can't possibly break my Golden Throne. Give up and submit to me! Hahaha!" Inside the golden shield, the Rakshasa Evil Spirits Guild Leader looked at the struggling Lalako outside and burst into laughter.

Laxus threw two more punches at the golden shield, his lips twitching involuntarily. The mention of shields immediately reminded Laxus of the guy who always hid behind his Telekinesis Barrier. Laxus was an expert at dealing with shields, having long been honed by Eleven.

"Electric Light!"

Laxus, who was already covered in lightning, suddenly shone brightly. The dazzling golden light of lightning instantly overwhelmed the light of the Golden Throne, making it look like a small sun that was impossible to look at directly.

When Eleven saw Laxus being blocked by the shield, he instinctively looked away. This skill that blinds enemies with a flashbang was first tested on Laxus!

However, the others present did not have Eleven's experience. They were all watching the battle with wide eyes when they were suddenly blinded by the bright light. Even the Rakshasa Evil Spirits Guild Master inside the throne shield could not escape the blast. He was closer and was even more blinded by the light!

"You bastard! What have you done?!"

Deprived of his sight, the Rakshasa Evil Spirits Guild Master panicked and frantically maneuvered the throne backward. His confidence stemmed entirely from this divine throne; he himself possessed little real strength and had little combat experience.

Laxus stopped in his tracks and didn't give chase. His opponent's panicked state immediately made him lose interest in continuing the fight. Of course, the fact that he couldn't break through the throne's defenses even if he caught up was also a major reason.

Only then did Eleven leisurely fly to Laxus's side. He glanced speechlessly at the high-ranking members of the Rakshasa Evil Spirits on the ground, who were covering their eyes and wailing.

I always felt like these guys were just messing around. The lower-ranking members were so fierce on the battlefield, but these higher-ups basically had no combat experience. They all had considerable magical power, yet they were easily taken down by Laxus's Flash spell.

What kind of situation is this?

Have all the higher-ups gone mad?

Eleven and Laxus exchanged a glance and a look.

Eleven blinked, conveying a "Let's run away!" look.

Laxus frowned, giving a look that said, "What are you trying to say? I don't understand!"

Eleven:

Laxus:

"Ahem!" With a light cough, Eleven decided to ignore Laxus, this big idiot who only knew how to rage incompetently all day long, and began his own performance, instantly switching into the role of Elizabeth again.

"Haha, is this the legendary Rakshasa Evil Spirits? Haha! It's utterly pathetic, so easily taken down by Lalako alone. It's laughable!"

Eleven struck a pretentious pose in the air, dazzling everyone on the ground.

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His eyes were blurry, but that didn't affect his performance. He suddenly realized he was actually starting to like the character of Elizabeth; the feeling of completely letting loose and unleashing his inner child was absolutely exhilarating!

"Hmph! Such an incompetent dark guild has no reason to exist in this world! From now on, it is the era of me, Elizabeth, Lord of Shadows! Take this, demons, accept your death!"

After saying that, Eleven threw a ball of raging psychic magic into the air, creating the illusion that it was gathering violent magical energy. Then he turned to Laxus and telepathically said, "Let's go, stop looking! You really want to wait for their reinforcements to surround us?"

Laxus was once again stunned by Eleven's exaggerated acting skills. He clenched his fists, trying hard not to idolize that silly Eleven. It was just acting; if he wanted to, he could definitely do it too! Probably!

On the ground, the blind Rakshasa Evil Spirits Guild Master sensed Eleven's magic in the sky and panicked. He shouted, trying to bolster his courage, "Useless! Useless! Your attacks can't break my Golden Throne! What awaits you is the Rakshasa Evil Spirits's endless revenge! You just wait..."

The Rakshasa Evil Spirits Guild Leader cursed incessantly, completely unaware that the two figures in the sky had already slipped away. It wasn't until quite some time later, when the violent demonic power in the sky seemed to dissipate on its own, that the Rakshasa Evil Spirits Demons realized something was wrong and struggled to open their still blurry eyes to look up at the sky.

However, upon looking at it, he saw the last Fireworks of his life!

"Magic Converging Cannon - Jupiter, fire!"

In the sky, a black magic airship adorned with demonic patterns emerged from the clouds, and an aged voice calmly issued commands from within.

Boom!!

The purplish-black Magic Converging Cannon pierced the earth with a deafening roar; its terrifying power was beyond human capability and could even destroy a city in an instant.

The high-ranking members of the Rakshasa Evil Spirits didn't even see what killed them before they were reduced to ashes. Their last thought before death was: Elizabeth actually did it! She annihilated them in one blow!