Laxus looked down at everyone from a high position.
He pointed at the girls who had turned into stone statues on the stage.
"Fairy Tail Civil War has officially begun."
Laxus's voice echoed in the hall through the amplification of thunder and lightning.
"These women are my hostages."
"The rules are simple. Within three hours, find us in this Magnolia city and defeat me and Thunder God Tribe."
Laxus's eyes revealed a cruel light.
"If you can't do it, or you dare to play some tricks."
"These stone statues will turn into a pile of sand and disappear from this world forever!"
As soon as this statement came out.
The whole place was in an uproar.
"Are you crazy? They are your companions!"
Macao's eyes were red and the Roar was angry.
"Companion? Don't insult me with those disgusting words."
Laxus snorted coldly.
"The game has begun, you losers. Fight to your heart's content!"
The voice fell.
The figures of Laxus and Thunder God Tribe turned into several rays of lightning and disappeared.
Lu Chongwei stands in the crowd.
He looked at Erza who had turned into a stone statue on the stage, with blazing anger burning in his eyes.
The blazing golden flames rose uncontrollably from his body surface.
"Laxus, you are looking for death!"
Lu Chongwei's voice is cold and biting, like the god of death from hell.
"Get out of my way!"
Makarov roared angrily.
His body expanded rapidly and performed Giant Magic.
The huge body almost reached the ceiling of the guild.
Makarov took broad steps and rushed towards the guild's gate angrily.
He wants to personally catch that unfilial grandson and teach him a lesson!
"Bang!"
A dull loud noise.
Makarov's huge body seemed to have hit an invisible and indestructible wall.
The strong reaction force knocked him back several steps.
"What's going on?!"
Makarov covered his sore forehead with shock on his face.
Rows of ancient characters emitting purple light suddenly appeared in the air at the guild gate.
"This is...Freed's technique!"
Makarov turned pale after seeing those words clearly.
The content of the technique is clearly visible:
[People over eighty years old and stone statues are prohibited from entering and exiting.]
"Asshole!"
Makarov angrily waved his sandbag-sized fists and smashed crazily at the purple light curtain.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The entire guild building was shaking violently.
But the magical light curtain didn't move at all, it was hopelessly solid.
Makarov's movements stopped.
He regained his original short stature.
He knew that Freed's spell was a magic with strict rules, which could not be broken with brute force.
He was trapped here.
Unable to go out and save his children.
Frustration and anger were rolling wildly in Makarov's mind.
He turned his head.
His eyes passed through the crowd and fell on Lu Chongwei.
Makarov's eyes became extremely serious.
"Zhongwei."
Makarov's voice was hoarse and pleading.
"Go and stop Laxus. Please."
Lu Chongwei looked at the old and tired face of Makarov.
He nodded seriously.
"Leave it to me, old man."
Lu Chongwei turned around, and the golden flames on his body quickly converged into his body.
He strode toward the guild gate.
"Gray, it will be more efficient if we act separately."
Lu Chongwei said without looking back.
"Understood!"
Gray put his hands in his pockets and followed him with cold eyes.
"Oh oh oh oh! Go and beat that bastard Laxus away!"
Natsu roared excitedly.
Other members of the guild also responded.
The crowd was like a tide, crossing Lu Chongwei and pouring out of the guild gate crazily.
They want to find Thunder God Tribe in this city!
Just ten seconds.
The originally noisy and crowded guild hall soon became empty.
Only Makarov and the lifeless stone statues on the stage were left.
"Laxus! Wash my neck and wait!"
Natsu was covered in blazing flames and roared excitedly.
He pushed his legs hard, and his whole body was like a cannonball, rushing straight towards the guild gate.
He couldn't wait to use Fire Dragon's Iron Fist to hit Laxus's arrogant face hard.
"Bang!"
An extremely dull crash sounded.
Natsu hit a purple light curtain firmly.
The flames on his body quickly extinguished.
The strong reaction force directly launched him away.
Natsu rolled twice in mid-air and fell heavily to the floor, covering his nose and wailing in pain.
"It hurts! What the hell is this!"
Natsu was so painful that tears almost came out.
The remaining people in the guild were all stunned.
"Natsu why was it bounced back?"
Happy was flying in mid-air, with doubts on his face.
"Freed's magic rules clearly state that only people over eighty years old are restricted from entering and exiting the stone statues."
Makarov frowned and stared at the purple text at the door.
Natsu doesn't look like he is eighty years old.
This completely violates the rules and logic of the technique.
Just when everyone was puzzled.
The purple spell text in mid-air suddenly deformed.
The original content of the rules disappeared and was replaced by lines of brand new information.
The battle report has been updated.
[Jet, Droy VS Alzack.]
[Winner: Alzack.]
Seeing the luminous words suspended in mid-air, Makarov was shocked.
On the street of Magnolia.
Lu Chongwei is walking quickly through the intricate alleyways.
He raised his head and saw the eye-catching purple words in the sky condensed by magic.
Lu Chongwei's eyes became extremely cold and stern.
"That's it."
Lu Chongwei stopped and snorted coldly.
"Freed That guy not only set up a spell at the guild gate."
"He also laid countless magic traps throughout the streets of Magnolia to force fighting."
Lu Chongwei quickly sorted out the enemy's conspiracy in his mind.
Once guild members meet on the street, they will be forcibly confined in a specific area by the spell.
The rules of the technique must be: Only the winner can lift the light curtain and escape.
"Laxus, you really went to great lengths to force your companions to kill each other."
Lu Chongwei clenched his fist, and his knuckles made a crisp popping sound.
Inside the guild hall.
Makarov stared blankly at the updated battle report that kept beating in mid-air.
[Macao VS Wakaba. Winner: Wakaba.]
[Nab VS Laki. Winner: Nab.]
The beat of each line of text represents two companions who once fought side by side and are killing each other.
The numbers are shocking.
In just a few minutes.
Seventy percent of the members who rushed out of the guild had lost their combat effectiveness!
"Stop fighting... stop it..."