Poof--!
Gajeel As if struck by lightning, a mouthful of blood spurted out. He lowered his head in disbelief, looking at his chest that had been cracked by a punch, his eyes filled with horror and confusion.
Lu Chongwei slowly retracted his fist, but his left hand still clamped down on Gajeel, not giving him any chance to breathe.
He raised his head, his eyes burning with golden flames, like a god looking down at ants.
He slowly chanted the incantation of judgment.
"Hadō #33·Sokatsui."
The moment the words fell, dozens of huge, meteorite-like Explosive Flame fireballs appeared out of thin air above the Phantom Lord guild!
The sky full of Explosive Flame reflected the entire night sky in blood red. The terrifying high temperature and destructive aura made Gajeel completely fall into the fear of death!
Boom--Long--!!!
A violent explosion swept through, and Gajeel was completely swallowed up by the torrent of Explosive Flame that fell from the sky. The whole person was blown away like a kite with its string broken.
In the Phantom Lord guild, those Mages who were lucky enough to still be alive looked blankly at the blasted roof, feeling the terrifying magic power that could burn all things, and completely fell into despair.
Phantom Lord Guild's door, which was distorted and distorted by the bombing, is now like a huge scar, open ferociously.
Lu Chongwei slowly walked out of the ruins full of charred black and sparks. His expression was cold, and his black trench coat rustled in the night wind.
He threw Gajeel Leitfox to the ground and stepped on his chest.
"This is... the so-called Phantom Lord, the strongest Mage?"
Lu Chongwei's voice was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of every surviving Phantom Lord member.
He put a little force on his feet, and Gajeel's spine made a creaking sound.
"Uh-huh--!"
Gajeel let out a groan of pain. He tried his best, with all the muscles in his body tangled, trying to break free from that foot.
However, Lu Chongwei's feet were as heavy as a mountain, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not move them even a bit.
It was an absolute crushing force from the life level, which made the power of Dragon Slayer that he was so proud of seem so ridiculous.
The surrounding Phantom Lord members were all silent. They looked at the man in front of them who looked like a devil coming to the world in horror, not even daring to take a breath.
Lu Chongwei's eyes swept over Gajeel on the ground, his eyes full of disgust.
He bent down suddenly, grabbed Gajeel's hair, and lifted him up from the ground like a dead dog.
Immediately afterwards, the arm muscles suddenly exploded!
Whoosh--!
Gajeel's huge body was easily thrown into the air!
Boundless shame and a sense of weightlessness instantly enveloped Gajeel. Before he could even adjust his posture in the air, an iron fist burning with golden flames quickly enlarged in his pupils!
Bang--!!!
An extremely dull loud noise!
Lu Chongwei's fist hit Gajeel's face firmly, and terrifying power exploded instantly.
Gajeel's nose bone was shattered on the spot, and his entire face was distorted and deformed, as if he was hit head-on by a high-speed magic train, turned into a cannonball, and flew backwards!
Boom!
He fell heavily to the ground more than ten meters away, smashing a huge human-shaped hole into the hard stone floor and sending rubble flying everywhere.
The boundless sense of shame was stronger than the severe pain in his body, completely drowning him like a tide.
Lu Chongwei slowly retracted his fist and walked step by step towards Gajeel in the pit.
"This time, it's for the guild."
His voice was cold and bone-chilling, emotionless.
The moment he finished speaking, he raised his foot and stepped hard on Gajeel, who was unable to move in the pit!
Boom!!!
The first kick! The loud noise shook the entire hall, like an earthquake. Those Phantom Lord members were so frightened that they trembled all over, and even worse, their legs weakened and they collapsed directly to the ground.
"Boom!!!"
Second kick! Gajeel The ground beneath him collapsed again, and spiderweb-like cracks spread crazily. He spat out a mouthful of blood and felt that his internal organs were about to be shattered.
"Boom!!!"
The third kick! The pit was further expanded and filled with smoke and dust. Gajeel's body sank deeply into the rubble, completely losing the ability to resist.
These three loud noises, like three death knells, shattered the last pride of all members of the Phantom Lord guild.
Their faces were ashen, looking at the man who looked like a god of death, and they could no longer think of any resistance in their hearts.
"Four... Where is Mr. Element Four? Where have they gone?" Someone lowered his voice and asked tremblingly.
"It seems... it seems that he was sent out by President Jose to perform an emergency mission..."
"Then... what should we do? No one can stop this monster!"
"Don't look at me! I'm not familiar with Gajeel! He usually just relies on being Dragon Slayer and doesn't take us seriously at all!"
"Yes, yes! This is his own fault, it has nothing to do with us!"
For a moment, those companions who were in awe of Gajeel just now were thinking about how to separate the relationship, for fear of being angered by that terrifying man.
After three legs, Gajeel was lying in a deep pit dying, with broken bones and scars all over his body.
The Iron Dragon scales he was proud of had completely disappeared under the heavy blow just now, and had returned to ordinary flesh and blood.
"These three legs are for the Fairy Tail members who were hurt by you."
Lu Chongwei looked at him condescendingly, with a vicious tone, like an angry dragon.
He knelt down, grabbed Gajeel's hair again, and lifted up his already bruised and swollen face that looked almost humanoid.
"Where is Jose?" Lu Chongwei asked coldly.
Gajeel raised his eyelids with difficulty, looking at the cold face in front of him, he just shook his head weakly and smiled sarcastically.
Seeing that he looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, Lu Chongwei's last patience was exhausted.
He let go of his hand and let Gajeel's head hit the ground again.
He stood up slowly, and the Ryujin Jakka in his hand once again ignited with raging golden flames. The terrifying high temperature instantly swept through the entire hall, and the air was scorched and twisted.
"If you don't say it, then there is no need for your guild to exist."
He raised the flame sword in his hand high, and powerful spiritual pressure rose into the sky, preparing to use a blazing flame to completely wipe out this sinful castle from this world.
At this critical moment.
Snap, snap, snap...
A sudden burst of applause came clearly from the shadows on the second floor.