Dragon King Festival

The dragon wreaked havoc in the royal capital.

Dragon claws crushed houses, dragon tails swept away clock towers, each breath carried scorching magic, and the swirling hot winds sent debris flying everywhere.

All the guilds are fighting hard, and no one is backing down.

The Hellfire Dragon Atlas Flame opened its massive maw, and a blinding ball of fire condensed deep within its throat, its magical energy compressed into a scorching sphere within its mouth.

It suddenly spewed out a thick, scorching line of fire, the flames shooting out of its mouth and distorting the air in its path.

Fire swept across the street, the ground exploded, and debris mixed with flames flew in all directions. The blast wave shattered all the windows facing the street.

The Fairy Tail members were thrown into the air by the explosion, their bodies tumbling and rolling several times before crashing to the ground.

Natsu scrambled to his feet from the ruins, opened his mouth wide at the sweeping line of fire, puffed out his cheeks, and swallowed the flames whole.

The flames rushed down his throat, and his entire body glowed red from the inside out, with wisps of white steam rising from his skin.

"Power is surging up!"

Atlas Flame stopped breathing fire, sniffed, and exhaled two streams of hot air from his huge nostrils.

The dragon's face showed a confused expression.

Why does it smell so familiar?

Natsu charged toward the Hellfire Dragon, accelerating with flames beneath his feet. He transformed into a streak of fire, pounced on the dragon's back, grabbed it with both hands, and bit down, beginning his buffet-style attack.

Take a bite of the flame, swallow it, then take another bite, your cheeks puffing out like a hamster's.

The Hellfire Dragon struggled violently, trying to shake the boy off its back.

The dragon's spine twisted and turned, its tail slapping loudly in the air, but Natsu's ten fingers gripped it tightly, as if it were an extension of the dragon's back, and he couldn't shake it off no matter how hard he tried.

It turned its head and glared at Natsu on its back, the more it looked at the kid, the more it felt that he looked exactly like Igneel.

The smell of flames.

"Hey kid, are you the successor to the Fire Dragon King Igneel?"

"Slurp slurp... Ah? You know Igneel?!"

Natsu ate and talked at the same time, his mouth stuffed with flames, making his speech muffled, and sparks were flying from the corners of his mouth.

The Hellfire Dragon puffed out its chest, its scales reflecting a dark red luster in the firelight, and its voice carried a hint of pride.

"I am Atlas Flame, the Hellfire Dragon! I am a close friend of Igneel."

Natsu stopped eating, sat up from the dragon's back, a wisp of uneaten flame still clinging to the corner of his mouth, and slurped it into his mouth.

He processed the information in just one second.

"Igneel is my father! Uncle, help me shoot that dragon down from the sky!"

"Uh... Uncle?"

Atlas Flame paused, a strange look flashing in his dragon eyes.

This is the first time in all its years that it has been called "uncle".

That's how the man and the dragon connected.

In the Future Rogue stood on the back of the Diamond Dragon Motherglare, his arms crossed over his chest, looking down at the entire royal capital.

The massive body of the Diamond Dragon flew slowly high in the sky, its scales reflecting a dazzling white light under the moonlight, like a moving diamond mountain.

The Hellfire Dragon carried Natsu into the sky, its wings unfurling, propelling its massive body straight into the heavens.

It aimed at the Diamond Dragon and charged headlong into it, slamming it hard into the Diamond Dragon's side.

The Diamond Dragon was knocked so hard that its entire body tilted to the side, almost falling off the sky.

Natsu charged forward up the dragon's back, his feet treading on the spine of the Hellfire Dragon, leaving fiery footprints with each step, heading straight for Future Rogue.

Mavis instructed Warren to unleash magic, transmitting his voice into the minds of every mage through telepathy.

"Hey, ordinary magic has little effect on dragons. We request that all Dragon Slayer support guilds that don't have Dragon Slayer."

Laxus and Wendy ran towards the Scissor Blade Dragon, Scissor Runner.

Laxus was crackling with electricity, each step he took creating a burst of sparks as Wendy followed behind, ready to provide support at any moment.

The Scissor Blade Dragon flapped its sharp wings, the scales along the edges of its wings as sharp as razors, cutting through the air with a sharp, piercing sound.

It targeted the members of the Mermaid Heel in front of it, sweeping its wings across to tear them to shreds.

A thick bolt of lightning struck it from the side.

An electric current exploded from the surface of the dragon's scales, spreading arcs throughout its body. The Scissor Blade Dragon was blasted back two steps, its body crashing into a nearby residential building. The entire building collapsed, bricks and stones rained down, and dust billowed into the sky.

Sting and Rogue split up into two groups.

Sting transformed into a streak of white light, darting swiftly through the streets.

He saw the Abyss Water Dragon Levia attacking the Quatro Cerberus, the high-pressure water jets spewing from the dragon's mouth scattering the members of the Quatro Cerberus.

He quickly rushed to the area directly beneath the Abyss Water Dragon, leaped up, and delivered a powerful uppercut to the Abyss Water Dragon's chin.

The dragon head was jerked back violently, its neck bending backward at an exaggerated angle, and a jet of water shot from its mouth into the sky, exploding into a cloud of mist.

Rogue was constantly being harassed by the Darkness Dragon Darc Dragon.

He had multiple injuries; his arms, legs, and chest were covered in claw marks, his clothes were torn to shreds, and blood was dripping from his fingers.

"Kid, you can't escape. If we weren't trying to capture you alive, we would have killed you already."

The Darkness Dragon's voice was deep and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of the earth.

"You will eventually be consumed by your own shadow."

Rogue gritted his teeth, his body covered in wounds, but he stood ramrod straight.

He had been possessed before, but now that he had sorted through the information, he realized that his future self was the culprit behind all of this.

He was determined to break free from the control of the shadows.

Sting charged forward, followed by the Abyss Water Dragon, which chased after him, leaving the street in a mess.

"Hey, partner! I can't beat that dragon, so I brought it along. Let's team up and take them down."

Rogue's eye twitched, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He really wanted to complain, but now was not the time.

Gajeel charged at the Rock Dragon, his feet treading on the gravel, each step leaving a crater in the ground.

His left hand transformed into an iron rod, and his entire arm, starting from his shoulder, became a thick iron bar that reflected a cold light in the moonlight.

With a sweep of the club, the iron rod struck the Rock Dragon's leg, producing a dull thud.

The Rock Dragon was struck by one of its legs, lost its balance, and fell forward, shaking the ground and causing cracks to appear in the walls of the surrounding houses.

Gajeel pressed his advantage, leaping onto the Rock Dragon's back, raising his iron rod above his head, and began smashing it wildly at the dragon's head.

"Haha, I'm going to be the first Dragon Slayer a dragon!"

The capital city was completely transformed into a battlefield; houses collapsed, streets crumbled, and the entire capital was almost reduced to ruins.

Various magical forces clashed and intertwined within the city, each collision accompanied by a deafening roar.

In the sky, two dragons fought fiercely, their claws tearing through the air and their tails whipping out a whooshing sound.

Natsu, riding on the back of a dragon, fought Future Rogue. Their fists and feet collided, and flames and shadows exploded in mid-air.

Taking advantage of the situation, the Diamond Dragon laid its eggs. It shook its body, and countless Mini Diamond Dragon fell out from between its scales and landed in the royal capital.

The eggshells cracked as soon as they hit the ground, and countless tiny Diamond Dragons, each about half a person's height, emerged from them, so numerous they looked like rain.

These little Diamond Dragons emerged and began attacking everywhere. Although they were not large, there were so many of them that they swarmed over in droves, making one's scalp tingle.

Natsu shouted at the Hellfire Dragon, his voice so loud that even the mages on the ground could hear him.

"Uncle Yanlong, you should also have offspring to fight them!"

"..."

The Hellfire Dragon suddenly felt incredibly tired; in all its years, this was the first time it had ever felt so speechless.

It's a male! How could it have puppies?!

The other ordinary mages had just caught their breath when they had to deal with these Mini Diamond Dragons.

The mages huddled together in twos and threes, back to back, to deal with the ever-surging little Diamond Dragons.

As soon as one wave is killed, another surges in. The little Diamond Dragons come from all directions like a tide, and you can't kill them all.

Gray was panting heavily, his chest heaving, his hands on his knees, sweat dripping from his face and leaving a small wet patch on the ground.

He raised his hand and released Ice Magic, freezing several small Diamond Dragons in front of him, but more surged up from behind.

"We can't kill them all. If this continues, we'll either be killed or exhausted to death."