Rustyrose Gets Ganged Up On

Riyao grabbed Blunote's head, dug his fingers into his hair, and lifted him up.

Because of his height, Blunote's legs dragged on the ground, his knees drooping limply, and his toes left two shallow drag marks in the mud.

Riyao glanced down and felt sorry for the legs dragging on the ground, so he kicked them.

Two clicks.

Blunote's legs were broken at the knees, his lower legs dangled unnaturally, and he lost all support.

"That way we won't have to drag it on the floor."

Riyao spoke as if he had done someone a small favor.

"You're so arrogant, acting like you look down on everyone."

Blunote's head was being gripped by the dragon's claws, his face stinging painfully, and he couldn't even open his mouth to speak.

Riyao sideways, pulled his right arm back, and assumed a shot put throwing posture.

He took a deep breath, twisted his waist and abdomen, and transmitted power from the soles of his feet to his arms, the blue dragon scales shimmering in the sunlight.

Then he threw Blunote out of the room.

Blunote spun in the air, his body completely out of control, like a cannonball thrown into the woods.

He crashed into the first tree, breaking the trunk in half and sending splinters flying everywhere.

Then came the second and the third tree, crashing into more than a dozen large trees in one go, each one breaking cleanly and decisively.

Finally, he fell to the ground, his body carving a long furrow in the earth, pushing dirt and gravel to either side.

But he didn't die.

He manipulated gravity, letting his body be pulled by an invisible force, sliding along the ground into the distance.

He had to escape, he absolutely had to escape; this guy wasn't even human.

"This is a monster!"

Blunote gritted his teeth and cursed, his voice filled with barely concealed fear.

In all his years of life, this was the first time he had encountered someone who could move freely within a gravity field. He felt as if he wasn't fighting a human, but rather battling a real dragon.

Riyao descended from the sky.

They stomped heavily on Blunote, the ground caved in, and Blunote was embedded in the earth.

Riyao crouched down, looking down at him with a smile so bright it sent chills down one's spine.

Why are you leaving without saying goodbye? That's impolite.

Riyao tilted his head, his tone filled with genuine confusion.

"Really, since they've come to our island as guests, I have to show them the proper hospitality, don't you think?"

Blunote stared at him, his eyes bloodshot.

"You..."

"Don't worry, don't worry, let me check your injury first."

A soft green light emanated from Riyao's hands; it was the radiance of Life Magic.

"Look at you, how could you be so careless? Look how badly you're hurt."

"Does it hurt here? What about here? Oh, it's broken here too. You're so lucky to have met a professional doctor like me."

You bastard!

Blunote gritted his teeth, and a magic circle suddenly appeared in front of him.

The magic circle shone brightly, and a tremendous repulsive force erupted.

Riyao was struck squarely by this force, and his entire body was sent flying. He flew higher and higher into the air, farther and farther away, until he became a small black dot in the sky.

Blunote watched the Riyao fly away in the distance, a wild smile spreading across his face.

"If I can't crush you, can't I at least bounce you away, you bastard?"

He laughed loudly, and his laughter echoed through the woods.

Then he turned around, manipulated gravity to levitate himself, and flew towards the sea.

He needs to go find Hades.

Once we reach Lord Hades, we'll be safe.

As for Rustyrose, who was still entangled in a battle with the Fairy Tail mages, he wouldn't care.

It's all about skill; nobody cares if you live or die.

At the same time.

Rustyrose was also thinking about flying towards the sea.

He was surrounded by four people, and then Mirajane and his group arrived. It was a one-against-seven situation; it was too difficult.

He wanted to slip away during the chaos; if he could fly to the seaside and reunite with Lord Hades, there was still a chance for things to turn around.

His Pegasus Wings flapped, and his body began to move towards the sea.

Where do you want to go?

Mirajane's voice came from directly in front of him.

She had appeared before him without his noticing, demon wings unfurled behind her, and her tail swaying slowly behind her.

Rustyrose gritted his teeth.

Since we can't escape, let's fight.

He swung his right hand violently, and the shape of his arm began to twist and deform.

[The Arc of Embodiment - The Black Sword]

His right hand transformed into a massive steel claw sword, its black metal surface gleaming coldly.

He swung his claw sword and ripped it down fiercely at Mirajane in front of him.

The claw sword sliced through Mirajane's body, tearing her in two.

Rustyrose was initially pleasantly surprised.

Did you hit it?

Then he immediately realized something was wrong.

The feeling of not hitting the mark.

The claw sword clearly sliced through air; Mirajane had no weight at all and wasn't a solid entity.

He soon found out the reason.

Mirajane's figure emerged from the other side; the one from before was merely an afterimage.

She was so fast that Rustyrose's eyes couldn't keep up.

[Heaven-Burning Ink Flame Slayer]

Mirajane raised her hand, and jet-black flames erupted from her palm.

A thick pillar of fire, carrying devastating heat, hurtled towards Rustyrose.

The ink flame was so black and shiny that just looking at it sent chills down one's spine.

Rustyrose had no time to dodge and could only raise his left hand.

His left hand instantly transformed into a giant golden shield.

The shield's surface is engraved with intricate patterns, reflecting a dazzling light in the sunlight.

Mo Yan slammed violently into the shield.

The flames didn't penetrate the shield, but the impact propelled Rustyrose backward several meters.

Ink flames exploded on the shield's surface, sending black sparks flying everywhere.

Rustyrose gritted his teeth, his hand gripping the shield trembling.

He felt it was very hot.

I felt like my left hand was about to cook; it felt like my skin was being thrown into boiling water, and every cell was screaming.

He swung his shield sharply, momentarily dispersing the dark flames, and used the opening to dodge to the side.

Just as he dodged, a figure appeared to his side.

Cana.

She held a card in her hand, its surface shimmering with strange magical patterns.

A smile played on her lips, the kind of unrestrained smile that only appears after drinking too much.

[Complete Crushing]

Cana activates the card.

An invisible force blasted towards Rustyrose.

He instinctively turned around and raised his golden shield to block.

The shield couldn't stop it.

The force pierced through the shield, through the bones, and acted directly on his left arm.

His entire left arm vanished before his eyes—not blown off, not chopped off, but disintegrated at the atomic level, leaving not even a trace.

Rustyrose gasped.

The severed arm was smooth and clean, and the blood hadn't even had a chance to spurt out yet.

He gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, and activated Arc of Embodiment again. Magic surged, and a new arm grew from the severed wound.

Before he could even catch his breath...

Mirajane was already directly above him, kicking him in the back.

Bang!

Rustyrose was kicked down, tracing a straight line through the air before crashing heavily to the ground, creating a shallow crater.

Gray and the others below were already eager to try.

Juvia pushed with both hands, and a thick stream of water gushed from her palms, shooting straight toward Rustyrose.

The water swirled and rolled in the air, like a giant, transparent python.

Gray clasped his hands together, and a chill emanated from his palms.

"Well done, Juvia!"

Gray froze the water, then glided across the ice at incredible speed, holding a long, slender ice sword.

He slid down to Rustyrose, gripped his sword in his right hand, lowered his body, and then suddenly drew his sword.

A flash of light.

Rustyrose's left arm was severed again.

This time, because half of his body was frozen, no blood flowed from the cut, and the blood vessels and muscles were sealed by the ice, making the scene look clean and neat.

Levy stood not far away, her quill pen writing rapidly in the air.

Where her pen touched, it left behind luminous traces of words.

[Solid Script ·Mountain]

A gigantic "mountain" character appeared in the air, heavy as a ton, and pressed down hard on Rustyrose.

He was pinned beneath him, his body creaking under the weight, his ribs making a sound of unbearable strain.

Gajeel clasped his hands together, the Iron Dragon scales on his arms surging, their metallic sheen shimmering in the sunlight.

[Iron Dragon's Sword]

His hands merged together, transforming into a colossal iron sword.

The iron sword's edge was covered in serrations, which spun wildly, emitting a piercing buzzing sound, like thousands of bees flying around your ear.

Gajeel raised his serrated iron sword and slashed it down hard at Rustyrose, who was pinned down by the character "mountain".

The serrated iron sword, along with the character for "mountain," cleaved half of Rustyrose's body in two.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Rustyrose opened his mouth in pain, letting out a silent roar.

He could no longer make a sound; only his mouth was open to its limit, and the muscles in his face were contorted to the extreme.

He manifested half of his body once again.

Mirajane raised her hand, and a ball of dark flame condensed in her palm.

She compressed the black flame, and compressed it again, until it was as small as a fist, but its color was so black that it seemed capable of swallowing all light.

She flicked her finger.

[Scorching Hell]

The black flame shot towards Rustyrose, exploding with a deafening roar the instant it struck him.

A pillar of fire shot into the sky, the black flames churning and twisting, the temperature so high that the surrounding air seemed to boil.

The pillar of fire shot straight into the sky, as if it were burning a hole in the heavens.

The surrounding temperature rose sharply.

Gray and the others immediately took off running.

Gajeel was a step too slow, and the lingering warmth of the dark flames burned his arm red. He rubbed his arm, hopping around in pain.

"Hot, hot, hot..."

Levy glanced back, quickly wrote the word "water" in the air, and tossed it over.

The cool water poured over Gajeel, soaking him to the bone.

"Can't you be a little gentler! What's with this quenching?"

"Can't you run faster? You lump of iron!"

Rustyrose alone is no match for these guys.

Gray had originally intended to use him as a practice target, but it turned out to be a group fight from beginning to end, and he didn't even get a chance for a one-on-one duel.

He stood to the side, counting on his fingers.

"How many enemies are left?"

He frowned, counting intently, his expression as if he were doing some kind of accounting.