Dance of Death, London on an Iron Griddle

Because of the obstruction of Snow White's seven dwarfs, the residents who were moving in the direction of Tatsuki and the others were also forced to stop. Not every Magicians can refuse the attack of the poisonous fog like Orihime. Moving forward rashly will only bring more people into danger.

"Members of the Holy Affairs Team, listen to my command! This is Chutenaya Miliu. Sing hymns to clear the way for the crowd!"

At this moment, the recovered captain of the Holy Affairs Team became the backbone. As nuns and Monk floated down from the sky, songs symbolizing holiness spread from their mouths. Under the influence of magic, a pure area was formed to protect the refugees from the poison.

But this is only a temporary solution; the root of the poison lies with the seven evil dragons that symbolize the dwarves, who continue to relentlessly release the poison.

Whether it's protecting the people of London or defeating Snow White, the solution lies with these seven dragons; someone must be free to deal with them.

Tsuna, who had not participated in the battle, deeply understood this point. The light of the Sun Attribute had lasted for so long that even Miliu's injuries had fully recovered, and there was no point in continuing to shine it.

The light in the London sky gradually dimmed, and night once again enveloped the earth. The hearts of those unaware of the truth sank, and the darkness brought them intense unease, as if they had returned to the moment when the six Fairy Tale Dragon destroyed London.

This night was even darker than when the sun was out, with thick clouds obscuring the sky and Tsuna's spiritual pressure seemingly omnipresent.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the moonlight had quietly faded away, and no one noticed that the dark clouds had turned deep purple. The Cloud Attribute Beyond Bankai, multiplying like a star chain, an omnipresent power.

Fine raindrops fell from the sky. Miliu, who had just arrived outside the fog, raised her hand and scooped up a raindrop. In the midst of the fierce battlefield, a blush of emotion appeared on her face, an expression of being completely charmed.

The purplish-black sphere lying in the palm of her hand, resembling raindrops, was not a raindrop at all, but a tiny hedgehog. This hedgehog was blinking its big, puzzled eyes at Miliu, seemingly wondering why it had stopped.

After Tsuna's treatment, Miliu was able to recognize that the little hedgehog possessed magical power similar to Tsuna's.

Ah! Sawada-sensei, what are you trying to do with such a cute little thing at such a tense moment? It's such a waste of time!

That's what she thought, but Miliu couldn't bear to throw the hedgehog aside and still carefully held it in her arms.

"Captain Miliu, watch out!" Magicians beside him shouted. A crimson dragon was charging towards them, its claws, infused with deep red venom, about to strike Miliu.

Miliu remained calm. As the captain, she had participated in many dragon-slaying missions. Just as she was about to speak up and scare away the red dwarf, the hedgehog in her hand suddenly darted out.

"Careful!"

As soon as Miliu shouted, she realized something was wrong. The moment the little hedgehog flew out of her palm, it rapidly expanded, turning into a purple spiky sphere even larger than herself, blocking the dwarf's attack for her.

Are you helping us?

Miliu's question received a cute reply from Xiao Jun. She immediately composed herself and shouted into the channel, "Everyone, catch the Hedgehog Lord falling from the sky! Under the Hedgehog Lord's cover, head towards the refuge! Holy Affairs Team, continue chanting hymns!"

Now the seven dwarfs pose no threat whatsoever. The poison will be neutralized by the members of the Holy Affairs Team, and physical attacks will be defended against by many Roll. There is even a risk of being surrounded and killed by the Roll.

Thus, Snow White's deadly poisonous threat to the residents of London was averted, and led by the Magicians, large numbers of people headed toward the Refuge Square.

The sky above the refuge plaza was now covered with countless purple Needle Ball State. Orihime way, and she collapsed to her knees. The Six-Day Forbidden Shield was powerful, but she couldn't maintain it for long. Fortunately, she had Roll's support.

"Are you alright, Orihime?" Nana asked, putting her arm around Orihime's.

"It's nothing, just a little exhausted." Orihime shook her head. This wasn't the first time she'd experienced this; she was used to it.

Without the power of the Six-Day Forbidden Shield, the seven dwarfs went berserk, scrambling into the gaps in the Roll, their bodies ablaze with purple poisonous mist as they crashed into the Needle Ball State.

These seven dwarfs wanted to use their own lives to detonate the poison gas, poisoning the people in the refuge before the Holy Affairs Team arrived.

However, as soon as the dwarves made a move, seven Chains flew out from the darkness and bound them tightly. In the unseen night sky, the other end of the Chains was firmly held in Tsuna's hand.

At this critical moment, Tsuna arrived. The dwarves, bound by Chains, were still struggling when seven Spike Dragon, transformed from long purple hair, swallowed them whole.

With a deafening boom, the seven Spike Dragon exploded, releasing a cloud of purple smoke. The seven dwarves had indeed used their abilities, but they had failed to complete their mission.

The next moment, the headless Spike Dragon split into several more, each swallowing the still-spreading poisonous mist in one gulp. The Spike Dragon's face quickly turned purple, and it died from the poison.

With a blank expression, Tsuna severed seven strands of his hair. With his Cloud Attribute Beyond Bankai, he could have as many of these Spike Dragon as he wanted.

"Captain Wolfgang, the seven dwarfs have been eliminated." Tsuna relayed this information over the channel.

"I noticed, thank you very much!"

Wolfgang noticed seven differently colored Dragon Scales on Snow White's body, a sign that the dwarves had been wiped out. Now he only needed to focus on dealing with Snow White.

However, to Wolfgang's surprise, he saw a disdainful expression on Snow White's face. Then, seven Dragon Scales fell off her body, their light intertwining to form a seven-colored crown made of Dragon Scales on her head.

Indeed, even Cinderella, the fake princess, has a crown, so how could the real Snow White not have one? Her crown must be even more magnificent and colorful.

The defeat of the seven dwarfs means Snow White's health bar has been revealed, and it also signifies that she has entered the second stage.

The dragon's snow-white Dragon Scales took on a rainbow hue under the crown, instantly transforming its already noble aura into something magnificent.

Time stopped, and a second later, Wolfgang, carrying magic, charged in front of Snow White. His magic spear struck Snow White's dragon Dragon Scales but did not cause any damage. Instead, it was deflected by the rainbow magic on the Dragon Scales.

Wolfgang crashed into the toppling building, his glasses shattered, and he was filled with disbelief. There is no record of Snow White experiencing this in any historical document!

"Oh no! Quick, get everyone to climb to higher ground, quick!" Little Billy's voice came through the channel. "Snow White is about to perform her final dance; attacks will be ineffective against her until then!"

"Billy, how did you know?"

Wolfgang had barely uttered the question when he heard Billy's reply, "Father once said..."

Little Billy the son of a hero, and his father Billy was once a hero!

In London, there is only one way to be called a hero: slay the Fairy Tale Dragon.

Rumor has it that Little Billy's father once killed a Fairy Tale Dragon, and he was hailed as a hero by all the residents of London. However, people soon questioned this, saying that Billy had no evidence to have killed the Fairy Tale Dragon. Dragon Scales and Dragon Blood were fine, but at least he should have produced some evidence.

Of course, Billy had no evidence. As time went by, Billy's heroic reputation was gradually rejected by Londoners, and the title of "son of a hero" for Little Billy became increasingly unknown.

"My father said that Snow White would dance one last time before she died. The dance would be dazzling, and at the same time, the earth would become extremely hot, and everything on the ground would turn to scorched earth!" Little Billy quickly recounted the story his father had told him when he was a child.

"A dance that burns your feet? Is it the part in the fairy tale where the queen is made to dance in red-hot shoes and dies?" Tsuna interrupted, since he was the only one with free time.

"That's right, Snow White can't be killed before the dance ends!" Little Billy fired a magic ray in Snow White's direction, but just like Wolfgang's attack before, it was easily deflected by the dazzling Dragon Scales.

Meanwhile, Snow White, completely absorbed in her dance, began to move gracefully. The dark purple clouds even obscured the moonlight, and in the darkness, their dazzling colors became the best focal point.

Flying, flipping, gliding, spreading its wings—every movement was exquisitely graceful. Even ordinary people who couldn't see dragons were captivated by the aurora-like sky.

Those who could sense the spiritual pressure were not captivated by Snow White's allure. They could clearly feel a strange spiritual pressure emanating from Snow White and spreading towards the ground.

Beyond Bankai state, Tsuna's senses were heightened. He clearly felt that the ground temperature had changed and immediately shouted into the channel.

"Development Squad, have someone lure all the residents of London into the Needle Ball State. I'll have Roll help you!"

We can't wait any longer. If the ground heat rises, Londoners will truly die from Snow White's dance of death.

"Dear residents, in order to withstand the impact of another earthquake, please follow our staff onto our flying magic carpet. The magic carpet has the property of invisibility, so please do not panic and keep order."

The assistant to the Development Squad leader wiped the sweat from his brow. To appease the feelings of ordinary people, he had told countless lies tonight. As for whether anyone would see through his lies later, that was up to his hands-off boss to handle.

Ordinary people couldn't see them, but Magicians clearly saw many small purple spheres that looked like the Needle Ball State in the sky suddenly appear on the ground.

Those were the raindrops that fell earlier. Only a portion of them were used as their guards, while most were hidden on the ground by Tsuna. Now, it's time for these Roll to put their skills to use.

Orihime and Nana stepped onto a basketball-sized sphere. The sphere rapidly expanded, and the needle tip was retracted by the Roll, turning into a large sphere that would not harm people.

The purple spheres, linked together like boats by iron chains, formed a slightly undulating "ground" at a height of three stories. The Magicians had hastily led people onto the spheres had just breathed a sigh of relief when they felt a the Heat emanating from the gaps in the spheres.

Standing in the sky, Tsuna saw it more clearly: as Snow White danced, waves of magic flowed into the ground, turning the entire city of London a fiery red, like a giant iron plate.