"Uh... ahem..."
Bickslow was strangled by the neck, and his legs were kicking helplessly in mid-air.
Fear finally showed in his eyes.
Hold Ryujin Jakka firmly with your right hand.
The blade ignited with raging golden flames.
"It's over."
Lu Chongwei swung a knife carrying extreme heat.
The golden sea of fire completely enveloped Bickslow.
"Ahhhhh!"
The screams echoed in the sea of fire.
After just a few seconds.
The flames dissipated.
Bickslow was completely charred and black, with pungent black smoke coming out, and it hit the ground heavily.
Lu Chongwei walked forward expressionlessly.
He raised his foot and stepped on Bickslow's charred chest mercilessly.
The tip of Ryujin Jakka's knife pointed at the center of Bickslow's eyebrows again.
"Tell me."
Lu Chongwei asked in a cold voice the location of Laxus again.
The streets of Magnolia are full of ruins left by the battle.
Mirajane ran anxiously on the dilapidated streets after evacuating the last few civilians.
She stopped in front of a badly damaged flower shop.
In the ruins, a tall and familiar figure fell to the ground, covered in blood.
"Elfman!"
Mirajane exclaimed, hurriedly ran forward, knelt on the ground and helped his brother up.
Elfman opened his eyes with difficulty.
When he saw the person in front of him clearly, a simple and honest smile appeared on his originally painful face.
"Sister... it's great that you are back to your original state."
Elfman said weakly. He had seen Mirajane being petrified with his own eyes before, and he had been thinking about it.
Mirajane looked at the scars all over his brother's body, his eyes were red.
Big tears slid down her cheeks and dripped on Elfman's chest.
"I'm sorry... it's all my fault."
Mirajane held Elfman's hand tightly, his voice trembling.
" It was like this when Phantom Lord attacked the guild, and it is like this now. I can't do anything, I can't protect you and everyone else at all."
Deep self-blame gnawed at her heart like a poisonous snake.
Since Lisanna's accident, she has sealed her magic power and turned into an ordinary girl who can only smile.
But at this moment when her companions needed protection, her sense of powerlessness was infinitely magnified.
"Don't cry, sister."
Elfman endured the pain, raised his rough hands, and gently wiped away the tears on Mirajane's face.
"You are our Fairy Tail's signature girl."
Elfman grinned with a warm smile.
"You don't need to fight. As long as you welcome everyone back in the guild with your most beautiful smile after the battle, that's enough. Just leave the fighting to us men!"
Mirajane Hearing his brother's words, the tears flowed even more fiercely.
She nodded vigorously and gently helped Elfman up.
"Let's go, I'll take you to a safe place to bandage your wound first."
The two of them supported each other and were just about to leave the ruins.
"Bang!"
A dull loud noise came from the broken bridge not far away.
Immediately afterwards, a sexy figure fell straight down from the high bridge like a kite with a broken string.
It hit the rubble in front of them heavily.
"Cana!"
Mirajane was shocked.
Cana was covered in wounds, blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, and she was still clutching a few magic cards in her hands.
On the edge of the broken bridge, Freed was holding a Western sword and looking down at Cana.
He is the captain of the Thunder God Tribe, his strength is unfathomable, his eyes are cold and arrogant, like looking at an ant.
"A mere woman who doesn't even understand the art dares to challenge me."
Freed snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain.
"And the woman named Juvia is just a remnant of Phantom Lord and does not deserve to be called a companion of Fairy Tail. She is really stupid to sacrifice herself for someone like you."
Hearing Freed slander Juvia, Cana's eyes were filled with rage.
She held her hands on the ground filled with sharp gravel, gritted her teeth, and stood up with her shaky body.
"Shut up!"
Cana angrily directed at Freed the Roar on the bridge.
"Juvia would rather bear the lightning backlash of the spell in order to get me out of trouble! She is ten thousand times more noble than you, a coward who only hides in the dark and plots against your companions!"
Cana gasped for air with a determined look.
"She is our companion! I will not allow you to insult her!"
Freed's face darkened.
"Stubborn."
He raised the Western sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword moved rapidly in mid-air.
"Dark text·Pain!"
A purple magic text took shape and shot towards Cana like lightning.
"Ah!"
Cana was hit by the words, and the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow spread throughout the body.
She screamed and fell heavily to the ground again, her body curled up in pain.
But her hands were still holding tightly to the soil on the ground, and her eyes were fixed on Freed.
"Juvia... is our... companion!"
Cana bit his lip and blood dripped down his chin.
"Cana!"
Mirajane hurriedly let go of Elfman, rushed forward and held Cana in his arms.
Seeing Cana's painful appearance, Mirajane's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
"Asshole! Don't hurt my companions!"
Elfman let out a furious the Roar.
His eyes were red, and he forced the remaining magic power in his body regardless of his serious injuries.
"Beast King Soul·Right Wrist!"
His thick right arm swelled, growing thick hair and sharp claws.
Elfman was like a crazy beast, crushing the stone slabs on the ground and rushing towards Freed desperately.
Freed looked at Elfman, who was rushing over, without any fluctuation in his eyes.
"You have been defeated, Elfman."
Freed's voice is cold and ruthless.
"According to the rules, you have no right to continue participating in this game."
Freed didn't even draw his sword, he just stared at Elfman coldly.
"Dark Écriture: Eye!"
Freed's eyes turned into a strange deep purple.
Invisible magic enveloped Elfman.
Elfman's forward body stopped in place.
The purple word "pain" began to appear on his skin one after another.
The densely packed words were like a soldering iron, deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Elfman let out a heartbreaking scream.
His huge body fell to the ground, rolling and struggling crazily in the rubble.
That kind of pain is a hundred times more intense than being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
His nails scratched deep blood marks on the ground, and the veins on his forehead seemed about to burst.
"Elfman! No! Stop!"
Mirajane completely collapsed when he saw his younger brother suffering such inhuman torture.
She cried helplessly and wanted to step forward to hug her brother, but was bounced away by the violent dark magic again and again.
"Please! Freed! Let him go! He has been seriously injured!"