Oración Seis Captured

With the collapse of Nirvana, the battle between the three was not significantly affected; in fact, it intensified.

Every few seconds, a new crack appeared in the ground beneath my feet, and pebbles rained down from above.

The entire mobile fortress resembled a dying beast, tilting and trembling in its final spasms.

The foothold beneath their feet was getting smaller and smaller, and every step they took had to be on the stone slabs that had not yet collapsed. If they were not careful, they would fall into the forest below along with the debris and have a close encounter with the ground.

Taking advantage of his ability to fly, Riyao weaved through the falling debris, his movements as agile as a fish, as attacks carrying rubble grazed his scales.

He twisted to the side to dodge, and with a flick of his tail, he smashed a broken beam that was hurtling towards him in two.

Natsu didn't have this advantage; he could only hop back and forth, leaping from one broken stone slab to another.

Before he could even catch his breath after his foot landed firmly, the stone slab was pushed down faster by his foot, and he had to quickly jump to the next one.

The flames flickered beneath his feet, each leap kicking up a cloud of dust and pebbles.

"Ah! Where's Happy?! Happy! Riyao, take me flying!"

Natsu yelled at the top of his lungs, and a piece of gravel nearly hit him on the head. He quickly ducked, and a crack appeared in the stone slab beneath his feet.

"Your damage output is lower than mine, so I won't take you."

Riyao didn't even turn his head, speaking in the same tone as a support player looking down on a marksman in a game.

He dodged a dark torrent, his body tracing a smooth arc in the air.

He used gravity to levitate himself in the air, deflecting falling debris, and looked down at the two men struggling to maneuver through the ruins, his maniacal smile undiminished.

In the end, Riyao had no choice but to take Natsu with it, its dragon tail stretching out and wrapping around Natsu's waist.

Natsu's body stiffened abruptly, muttering a protest, but his body obediently remained coiled up.

Riyao hurtled rapidly toward nothingness, its speed suddenly accelerating, the wind pressure blowing away the gravel along its path.

Rushing forward, Riyao Dragon Tail released Natsu's waist and flung him away like a sandbag.

Natsu's body burst into flames, using the force of the impact to accelerate his collision, vaguely transforming into a phantom of a phoenix.

Riyao roared, covering for Natsu, as emerald green magic surged and compressed within his chest.

[The Azure Dragon's Cang Roar]

A beam of emerald green light, crackling with azure lightning, erupted from his mouth and slammed into the dark barrier in front of him.

The shockwave from the explosion, carrying emerald green fragments of light and the afterglow of lightning, completely obscured Wu's vision; he could only see a blinding emerald green light.

Natsu's arms burst into flames as he charged straight forward like a drill, the spinning flames drawing a streak of orange-red and blue flames in the night, the scorching heat scorching the surrounding rocks until they glowed red.

[Dragon Slayer Secret Art: Azure Crimson Lotus Phoenix Blade]

Without raising his hand to unleash magic in an attempt to block the double attack, dark magic poured out from his palm, condensing into a thick, dark wall in front of him.

[Darkness Devour]

What I haven't forgotten is that the Riyao was incredibly fast; its roar exploded, obscuring the view, and Natsu's attack hadn't even arrived yet.

He had already arrived behind Wu.

Riyao's figure passed through the emerald green light flakes, like a dark green ghost, appearing silently behind Wu, so close that the hairs on the back of his neck could be seen standing on end.

"Is the chairman acting without considering the consequences?"

Without a start, he suddenly turned his head, his pupils shrinking sharply.

The Riyao's attack has arrived.

[Azure Dragon's Sharp Blade]

The fist, covered in dragon scales and imbued with emerald magic, struck Wu's spine with pinpoint accuracy, causing the spinal nerves to feel as if they were being repeatedly sawed by a saw used as an erhu (a two-stringed bowed instrument).

Wu's back suddenly arched, his mouth opened wide, a scream got stuck in his throat, and his body bent forward uncontrollably.

Before Wu could even fully savor the pain, Natsu's powerful attack struck him in the abdomen.

The flames struck him head-on, the heat and impact exploding simultaneously. Torn pain shot through his spine and abdomen at the point of impact, and his body completely lost its balance under the combined force of the two attacks.

Natsu pushed Wu directly back to the bottom of Nirvana. The two figures passed through layers of falling rubble and broken beams, crashing into a crumbling wall. The wall shattered under the impact, sending rubble and dust flying everywhere.

Wu was also beaten so badly by this coordinated attack that his eyes rolled back in his head. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, drawing an arc in the air before settling into the bottom of Nirvana like a lump of mud, leaving him unable to even move a finger.

Riyao flew over and wrapped its tail around the exhausted Natsu. Natsu was covered in steam, and his dragon scales had not completely disappeared.

But he was already limp as a noodle, dangling in mid-air by the dragon's tail, mumbling incoherently, "I haven't finished fighting yet."

Riyao's hands glowed with emerald light as he floated in front of Wu, looking at the man rolling his eyes, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

He has schizophrenia; he absolutely needs to be treated!

A violent yet warm fist slammed into Wu's body. Emerald green healing magic flowed in the instant the fist made contact, repairing the shattered spine and internal organs. However, the impact of the fist also caused new damage.

Wu had already fainted, but now he was woken up by Riyao. His consciousness was forcibly pulled back amidst the repeated tugs of pain and the need for repair. His eyelids twitched suddenly, and his mouth opened uncontrollably, letting out a muffled scream.

"President Wu's mental state isn't quite right? Let me help you!"

Riyao's tone was enthusiastic, just like that of a dedicated and passionate doctor.

But the force of the punches didn't diminish at all; each punch landed precisely in a different spot, shattering and healing, healing and shattering again, repeating endlessly, seemingly enjoying it immensely.

"Wait a moment..."

Brain's voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible. He barely managed to raise one hand, his fingers trembling as he tried to signal a ceasefire. The hand waved twice in the air before falling limply to its side.

"No waiting!"

Riyao answered decisively and slammed his fist down again.

This is what Erza saw when she arrived at the scene.

Riyao's fists glowed with a vibrant green light as he relentlessly pounded Brain's body with each punch, muttering incantations of "healing." Brian rolled his eyes and drooled, like a fish being slapped onto a chopping board.

"Riyao! Stop playing around!!"

Erza's voice boomed from behind, carrying an undeniable air of authority.

Riyao turned around and saw Erza. His fist paused in mid-air, realizing that his life energy was almost depleted. Maintaining his Azure Dragon Form was becoming difficult, and the luster of his dragon scales had noticeably dimmed.

He withdrew his fist, grabbed Brain with his left hand—the man with clear eyes, drool at the corner of his mouth, unfocused pupils, and a silly grin on his face.

The arrogant Wu from before was completely gone, replaced by the simpleton Brain, who had been "carefully healed" by the healing mage.

Cobra, the big idiot, is a fellow patient.

With a flap of its wings, the Riyao Dragon flew over, grabbing Erza with its right hand. Erza was lifted up by the back of her collar, her feet off the ground. She was about to protest when the sudden takeoff silenced her.

After sensing the surroundings briefly, it flew off in one direction.

Upon landing, Riyao threw Brain into the Oración Seis group.

With a snap.

Brain fell to the ground like a salted fish, rolling right next to Cobra. The two lay side by side, their postures remarkably identical and perfectly aligned.

Angel, with only her head sticking out from under the vines, turned her head to look at the newcomer Brain, her tone numb with the aftermath of a disaster.

"You're here too, Brain. Judging from the look in your eyes, you must have received the same treatment Cobra."

Brain tilted his head, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, his unfocused pupils meeting those of Cobra was in the same state.

Hehehe...

Hehehe...

The two men drooled and made groaning sounds, their voices so synchronized as if they had been rehearsed, echoing in the night wind, creating a scene so eerie it sent chills down one's spine.

Angel tried to move to the side like a pupa, but the vines restricted her movements.

She could only move inch by inch like a caterpillar, afraid that the two men's saliva would get on her, and the disgust on her face was obvious.

Lucy looked at the captured Oración Seis and sighed.

"Why does it feel like the Oración Seis) has become so much less intimidating?"

Gray sat on the ground, wearing only his underwear; his clothes were nowhere to be found.

He scratched his chest, looking completely unconcerned, as if losing his clothes was the most normal thing in the world.

"Now I feel like they're just so-so."

It emerged from the nearby grass overnight, its body bound with rope, like a silkworm pupa.

Only his head was sticking out of the water; his face was covered in brown mud, and he looked extremely disheveled.

"Man~ help me~"

Ivan rushed over to help Ye Yi untie the ropes, frantically pulling at the knots.

"Ichiya-sama."

Everyone relaxed, their nerves, which had been tense all day, finally loosened.

In the distant woods, Jellal glanced at Erza a few times before quietly leaving.

His figure flashed through the shadows of the trees without disturbing anyone, and his footsteps disappeared silently into the depths of the night.

Riyao dispelled its Azure Dragon Form, the dragon scales and horns slowly faded, and the dark green magic dissipated.

He stood still and stretched his stiff shoulders, silently estimating the energy expenditure of the Azure Dragon Form.

The main energy consumed was life energy. The energy stored in the Hundred Battles Spell Formula was almost depleted. The feeling of being completely drained seeped out from the bones, and every muscle was screaming in pain.

We still need to upgrade the Hundred Battles Spell Formula, or find a way to increase the storage of life energy, otherwise we can only squeeze out magic power.

There is still magic power left, but using magic power instead of life energy to maintain the Azure Dragon Form is at least half as efficient, which will greatly reduce the effectiveness of the fight.

"We need to go back and squeeze more out of Freed."

"Riyao... heal me..."

Natsu groaned in pain at Riyao's feet. He lay on the ground, his dragon scales completely gone, his muscles aching as if they had been disassembled and reassembled, making it difficult even to turn over.

It seems Natsu will need some time to adapt to the Dragon Force.