Unlucky Tempester

Looking at Erza's terrifying eyes, which seemed to want to devour people, not far away.

Riyao and Mirajane, who were soaking their feet and paddling in the green water, exchanged a glance and slowly stood up.

Taking advantage of the fact that the demon Tempester's attention was also drawn to this scene, Minerva decisively seized the opportunity and unhesitatingly used a spatial displacement spell to instantly switch the positions of the Tempester and Mirajane, who was still lingering on the shore.

Then, a bizarre scene unfolded.

Just moments ago Riyao was holding his own Mirajane's soft little hand, but then suddenly everything went blurry, and the texture in his hand instantly became rough and prickly.

He looked down and saw that he was tightly holding the Tempester's large, scaly hand.

Riyao was completely devastated.

Click!

Riyao remained expressionless, then with a sudden burst of force, crushed Tempester's hand bones to pieces.

Then, like throwing away a rag doll, it Tempester its massive body and slammed it hard onto the ground.

"Still trying to beg for mercy? Shut your mouth, you little brat!"

Riyao didn't give his opponent a chance to react at all. He raised his knee and delivered a powerful flying knee, which landed precisely on Tempester's open mouth.

Bang!

Tempester's teeth shattered on the ground, and he cursed inwardly: What the hell is this "begging for mercy" nonsense! I clearly wanted to use onomatopoeia to unleash a skill, okay?!

Riyao didn't care what the demon was thinking. He grabbed Tempester by the back of the neck and, like pressing a chick, shoved Tempester's head deep into the green water.

"What's the point of being a demon, growing up to be a weirdo every day? You'd be much better off being a green water ghost in this pool, that's much more prestigious, don't you understand?"

Riyao pressed his head down, not giving him a chance to breathe.

The Tempester, relentlessly corroded by the healing green water, was writhing in agony underwater. With all its might, it struggled to create a tiny crack and uttered the onomatopoeic word for an explosion.

"Boom!"

A massive explosion erupted in the green water.

The terrifying shockwave shattered the surrounding green water, and even caused spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the ground. The flames from the explosion instantly engulfed the two of them.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Riyao stood unharmed in place. He opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and swallowed all the intense flames from the explosion, as if sucking up noodles.

He licked his lips, looking down at the disheveled Tempester, his tone full of sarcasm.

"To be honest, you're really unlucky, you devil. Why did you have to run into us? If you had run into someone else today, you could at least have shown off a few more skills."

As a demon of the Nine Demon Gates who had lived for countless years, Tempester experienced true Despair for the first time in his life.

This is a complete, all-encompassing, and dimensional-reducing attack.

Seeing no way out, a resolute glint flashed in Tempester's eyes, and strange cracks appeared on his body, emitting an extremely dangerous black light.

He planned to detonate the Magic Barrier Particles within his body directly, even if he couldn't kill the monster, he would still cause it trouble.

"That won't do..."

Riyao's voice rang out like a ghost in the Tempester's ears. He grabbed the demon by the neck, his tone even more cruel than the demon's.

"Your Curse are quite interesting; my Mira really likes them. How can I let you blow them up so easily?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Riyao suddenly unleashed a terrifying force.

Click!

With a sickeningly sharp crack, Tempester's spine was snapped by Riyao.

His body jerked violently, and the originally dazzling light of the self-destruction dimmed slightly.

Lucy, who was watching from the sidelines, swallowed hard as she witnessed the brutal scene and whispered a plea for help from the Tempester.

"This demon really had the worst luck of eight lifetimes to run into the Riyao."

At this moment, Mirajane, who had been substituted, walked over gracefully.

She reached out her slender palm and gently pressed it against the Tempester- swept head.

The purplish-black Take Over Magic circle unfolded instantly, and within just a few breaths, it completely absorbed the Nine Demon Gates.

"After this battle, we'll go back and digest this properly. By the way, what demon is left?"

Mirajane clapped his hands, as if ordering food.

Riyao's eyes darted around, and with a mischievous grin, he grabbed Mirajane's hand, but his gaze fell on Minerva in the distance.

"Lamy, look, Minerva's been transformed now, she's a demon too, right? Her Space Magic's pretty useful, so how about we... hehehe... take her in too!"

Riyao, pulling Mirajane along, approached Minerva step by step.

Minerva was so frightened by Riyao's malicious gaze that she felt a chill run down her spine and retreated repeatedly, eventually hiding behind Erza.

"I... I was just joking! Wasn't the ending good? Erza, say something!"

She gripped Erza's armor tightly, her voice trembling.

She had no choice but to be afraid.

The naval battle during the Grand Magic Games left a deep psychological scar on Riyao.

This man meant it when he said he would fight; the concept of "showing mercy" didn't exist in his dictionary—he beat her to death!

The scariest thing is that he'll be casting Healing Magic on you while he's attacking you.

After the treatment, there wasn't a single bruise on his body!

Before I could even grit my teeth and endure the excruciating pain of my bones and flesh being torn apart, I was enveloped by a soothing and healing sensation, like a gentle spring breeze.

The two extreme sensory experiences repeatedly crush the body, and any willpower would collapse in the face of such torment, making it impossible to resist.

Minerva's mind was now filled with only one thought: pills!

Erza felt Minerva trembling noticeably behind her, and a big question mark appeared above her head.

Is Riyao really that terrifying?

"Don't worry, Riyao was just saying that, don't take it to heart."

She patted Minerva's shoulder helplessly to comfort her.

"If he really wanted to capture you and hand you over to Mira, he would have done it already."

Just then, Mirajane approached Minerva, a dangerous smile on her beautiful face, her eyes flashing a frantic warning: Dare to covet my Riyao, and I'll take you in immediately!

Minerva was on the verge of tears, blinking frantically. "Heaven and earth bear witness! When have I ever coveted your Riyao?! Even if I coveted Erza, I would never covet that devil Riyao!"

She desperately wanted to shout those words out loud, but with the person in front of her right there, she simply couldn't bring herself to say them.

Seeing Mirajane and Minerva staring at each other intently, exchanging glances, Riyao couldn't resist moving closer.

"What are you two talking about? Why are you using encrypted communication? Speak up so I can hear you. Is there anything I can't know?"

As he spoke, he naturally reached out to take Mirajane's little hand.

Call out--

In the midst of this relaxed atmosphere, a deafening roar suddenly echoed from the sky.

A blazing streak of fire, trailing a long tail of flame, tore through the gloom over the Underworld Island, like a meteor falling from the sky.

Everyone instinctively looked up, following the beam of fire.

That wasn't a shooting star at all, but Natsu burning with raging flames!

He transformed into a blazing fireball, unleashing an unstoppable, ferocious momentum, and slammed down directly towards the final boss in the distance—Pluto Mard Gil!

Natsu!