"Stronger, but bald too?"
Standing atop the ruins, Uchiha Qin Yu's smile widened.
He looked at Erigor, who had gone bald in an instant.
Qin Yu felt as though he were watching a fast-forwarded version of Saitama becoming stronger before his eyes.
Unfortunately, compared to Saitama, Erigor was utterly beneath comparison.
If Saitama truly made a move, he probably would not even need to enter serious mode to instantly kill this S-Class mage.
"Your transformation is decent, but I still think it's not enough," Qin Yu said again.
This affirmative assessment brought a faint smile even to Hyuga Hanabi's cold face.
In her eyes, nothing was more gratifying than receiving Uchiha Qin Yu's approval.
However, that slight smile had only just appeared on Hyuga Hanabi's face.
When Erigor's darkened eyes suddenly widened, blood vessels filling his pupils, he let out a hysterical roar.
"Fine, fine! You dare look down on me again and again? Then I'll show you what an absolute difference in strength is!"
"I'll kill you in one move and let you experience the taste of defeat that comes from underestimating your opponent!"
Boom!
The dark magic lurking within Erigor's body erupted.
Immense magic power shot into the sky, transforming into a hurricane that engulfed the entire plaza.
It brought an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Compared to when he had first fought and used his techniques, the dark magic Erigor unleashed now had clearly become even stronger.
As Qin Yu had said, turning dark doubled one's strength—there was simply no refuting it.
Even Erza and Ultear could not help showing grave expressions.
As S-Class mages, they could clearly sense just how dangerous Erigor was.
If they faced him, it was uncertain whether they could even drive him back.
Let alone kill Erigor.
Yet before these chaotic thoughts could