The Man of Steel

Evergreen:ヽ(`Д′)???

Who's the real man?! You're the real man!! No, you're not, damn it, I'm not a real man!!

That shout of "man!" nearly made Evergreen break her high heels; she wanted nothing more than to turn Elfman into a stone statue and then ravage him. But seeing his pitiful state, she ultimately chose to forgive him rationally.

After all, this guy's brain might have been damaged by the enemy, so it's not necessarily his fault.

With a cold snort, Evergreen didn't want to pay any more attention to Elfman, that fool, and turned to fly away, but Elfman's large hand grabbed her arm.

Elfman's gaze was resolute. "Ahem, I want to go too!"

Evergreen was somewhat surprised. "Huh? You're injured like this, what are you doing causing trouble?"

"A real man doesn't fall here! Ahh! A real man!! Ahh!!"

Evergreen:(д;)???

On the other side, Freed and Bicks clashed with Hoteye again. Although Hoteye was successfully ambushed, he did not suffer any serious injuries, only becoming somewhat disheveled.

The Oración Seis and other dark mages are truly forged in the crucible of life and death. Their training methods are completely different from those of the idiots in Fairy Tail. They understand better than the average person how to get hurt.

Although he was successfully ambushed by the two earlier, after that, Hoteye was still able to fight on equal terms with Freed, and even gained the upper hand. His injuries did not affect his ability to cast any magic.

"This won't do! Bickslow, find an opportunity to use your Figure Eyes!"

After clashing with Hoteye, Freed flew back to Bickslow's side. At this moment, Freed had transformed into a demon-shaped armored warrior, the effect of the Dark Ecriture he had written on his body— Shadowless.

Bickslow also looked somewhat solemn, panting heavily with his tongue lolling out, and the wooden figurines around him were all more or less damaged.

Even without Freed's reminder, Bickslow also wanted to use his Figure Eyes magic, a powerful spell capable of manipulating the souls of others.

However, Hoteye's eyes were not ordinary eyes. The light emitted by those Heavenly Eyes greatly affected Bickslow, preventing him from fully utilizing the function of his Figure Eyes.

Just then, many shimmering golden powders suddenly appeared around Hoteye, drifting in the wind and appearing surprisingly lively and beautiful. However, Hoteye was in the center, had no time to appreciate them. A red light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly used the power of mud and sand to envelop himself.

"Oh ho ho ho fairy bomb, little fairy!" A high-pitched female voice came from the sky.

Evergreen waved her fan, dancing gracefully in the air like a fairy, scattering countless golden powders like scales.

These golden scales appeared beautiful, but they were filled with magic like explosive bombs. When they approached Hoteye, they exploded violently one after another.

The deafening roar of the explosion, coupled with the woman's shrill laughter, made Evergreen in the sky look less like a cute fairy and more like a twisted demon.

"Well done, Ever!"

Below, Freed ignored Evergreen's terrifying laughter; as a teammate, he was already used to it. Upon arriving, he seized the opening created by Evergreen and quickly attacked, his rapier flying, sending over a dozen Dark Ecriture into the explosion.

Freed was really eager to write; Hoteye had been targeting him, preventing him from having any opportunities to put pen to paper. Now that Evergreen had finally created an opportunity, he was naturally going to make his move.

At the same time, Bickslow and Evergreen in the sky also removed their masks and eyes, staring wide-eyed at Hoteye.

In that instant, Hoteye not only suffered all sorts of curses from Dark Ecriture, but his body was also petrifying, and even his soul was being torn apart, causing him excruciating pain.

None of the three members of the Thunder God Tribe are particularly sociable, so their ability to get along isn't simply due to compatible personalities. The key reason is their magical synergy. If these three were to join forces against one person, it would be an absolute nightmare.

Even Hoteye, one of the Oración Seis, could not endure such pain. In order to relieve the pressure, he decisively closed his eyes at the first moment to protect himself from the damage from Evergreen's Petrifying Eyes and Bickslow's Figure Eyes.

Even so, Hoteye still had the strength to fight. His magical power was second to none even among the Oración Seis, and such pain was not enough to interrupt his magic.

"Ground Movement!"

The next second, Hoteye's body merged into the soft ground. As the ground undulated, he reappeared a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye, instantly escaping the encirclement of Freed and the other two.

"The Oración Seis is not so easily defeated! Right? I'll show you!"

Hoteye, who had teleported out of the battle, opened his eyes and was about to utter a few sarcastic remarks when he saw a giant Iron Fist rapidly enlarging before his eyes.

"Awooo! Beast's Arm - Iron Bull! Man Heavy Blow!!"

Boom!!

By sheer coincidence, Hoteye found himself face-first under Elfman's fist. Before he could finish speaking, he was slammed into the ground. Even the soft earth under Elfman's magic was shattered by the punch, sending dirt flying several meters high. A huge crater formed centered on Hoteye's face.

Elfman, a true man, with unparalleled Iron Fists!

Freed and the others were also taken aback by Elfman's sudden burst of power; they hadn't expected him to possess such strength.

The group quickly approached Elfman. Freed was in charge of checking the enemy's situation, Bickslow was in charge of praising Elfman with exaggerated expressions, and Evergreen was in charge of being arrogant on the side.

Elfman was in very poor condition at this moment. This superhuman burst of energy had also broken his entire arm, which hung by his side like a rag doll. When he saw his partner approaching, he finally ran out of strength and collapsed.

The haughty Evergreen, who was standing to the side, reacted quickly and caught Elfman, gently placing him on the ground. Although she didn't say anything, Evergreen was quite impressed with Elfman's backbone.

Elfman weakly opened his eyes, saw Evergreen beside him, and grinned, "Oh, thank you! You're a real man!!"

The Thunder God Tribe rarely appear in Fairy Tail, and even when they do, they don't talk much and are generally quite solitary. Someone like Elfman, whose brain is all muscle, is even less likely to remember names, so while he recognized Evergreen, he couldn't recall her name, which was a bit awkward. Anyway, he decided to praise her as a manly man first!

Evergreen:(╬◣д◢)

You're the real man, you son of a bitch!! I'm fucking amazing!!

This bastard doesn't even know my name! I saved him twice and he doesn't even know my name twice!!

I, old lady

When Lisanna finally found Elfman, the poor Elfman was barely clinging to life. Besides the wounds inflicted by the enemy, he also had countless marks on his body from being trampled by high heels, which was completely inexplicable.