Lu Chongwei looked at Natsu who looked like he was about to cry and added.
"It seems that you are not very lucky, you didn't meet him, and you didn't get this food."
Natsu Hearing this, his whole body jumped up as if he was electrocuted.
He grabbed Lu Chongwei's arm, shook it desperately, and let out a pitiful plea.
"Zhongwei brother! Dear brother! I beg you! Give me one!"
Natsu's usually tough face now exudes a bit of funny flattery.
"Without magic, I would really die! This feeling is as uncomfortable as not eating!"
Happy also came over and grabbed Lu Chongwei's trouser legs.
"Love! Give me one too! I don't want to crawl on the ground!"
Lu Chongwei stretched out his hand to hold Natsu's head and pushed him back directly.
"No more. Mystogan gave me one and I've already eaten it."
Lu Chongwei's tone was straightforward, leaving no room for negotiation.
Natsu When he heard the bad news, his whole body seemed to have had his soul taken away, and he slumped down on the ground and drew circles.
"It's a lie... Is my Fire Dragon life about to end here..."
Lucy looked at Lu Chongwei, the shock in his eyes could not subside for a long time.
"Earth-land's magic... can actually achieve this level."
She murmured in a low voice, with deep yearning in her tone.
"Releasing magic with bare hands is exactly the same as Exceed. In this world, that is the power that only gods have."
Lucy adjusted her breathing and looked at Natsu and Wendy, her expression becoming serious.
"Since you can't use magic now, you must get something for self-defense."
She pointed to a dark alley deep in the town.
"There is a magic black market here, where you can buy some eliminated magic weapons. The power is average, but it is better than bare hands."
Lucy turned around and motioned for everyone to follow.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see them. If Natsu and Wendy don't have weapons, they won't be able to defeat even a gangster in this town."
Natsu was still depressed, but when he heard that there were weapons, he managed to cheer up a little.
At the same time, there is another entrance at Luen Town.
Two tall figures were walking into the town.
Laxus is wearing that conspicuous coat, and her short golden hair shines coldly in the sun.
He frowned and looked at the dilapidated streets, his eyes full of disdain.
"Does this kind of place really have the information we are looking for?"
Laxus's tone was low, with the pressure to keep strangers away.
Gajeel was walking beside him, his face covered with nails was full of annoyance.
He stopped a passerby casually and spoke in a rough tone.
"Hey! Old man! Do you know where the Fairy Tail people are?"
The passers-by were so frightened that they didn't dare to look up at him. They pushed his hand away and ran away in horror.
Gajeel looked at the man's back and snorted coldly.
"Tsk, the guys here are so timid. They don't even dare to say a word."
He turned to look at Laxus, a dangerous red light flashing in his eyes.
"It seems that asking politely is useless. We have to find another way."
Laxus didn't speak, just stared ahead coldly.
At the entrance of an alley not far from them, a few unruly gangsters were gathering together.
They were holding several old magic sticks in their hands and were staring at the coat on Laxus with greedy eyes.
"Boss, look at those two guys, they are well dressed."
A young gangster licked his lips with a fierce look in his eyes.
"It looks like he is from out of town. He must have a lot of good things in his hands. We are going to make a fortune again today."
The leading gangster sneered and weighed the stick in his hand.
"Let's go over and teach them the rules here."
Several gangsters surrounded them aggressively, blocking the way of Laxus and Gajeel.
Gajeel looked at these guys who came to the door with a cruel smile.
He twisted his neck, and his joints made a crisp sound.
"I just happened to be so angry that I had nowhere to vent my anger. Laxus, these garbage belong to me."
Luen Town The streets are still gloomy, and the suppressed magic fluctuations in the air make people feel tight in their chests.
Lu Chongwei walked in the front, followed by a dejected Natsu and a novel-looking Wendy.
Lucy·Ashley led a few people through a narrow back alley, and finally stopped in front of a store with a crooked sign.
There is a rusty metal sign hanging at the entrance of the store, with a vague gear pattern painted on it.
"This is it."
Lucy pushed open the creaking wooden door and turned to Natsu to give some instructions.
"Don't talk when you go in later. The shopkeeper here has a weird temper. If you piss him off, you won't even be able to buy a fire stick."
Natsu grumbled, feeling unhappy with this method of relying on tools to fight.
The store was dimly lit, and the shelves were densely packed with all kinds of strange-shaped metal parts and glowing tubes.
A bald old man was lying on the counter, holding a magnifying glass in his hand, looking at a Magic Crystal the size of a fingernail carefully.
"Old man, bring out some of the things you have handy."
Lucy knocked on the counter skillfully.
The old man didn't even raise his head, and his voice was hoarse as if sandpaper had been rubbed against the ground.
"The rules remain the same, look at the money first, then the goods."
Lucy snorted coldly, took out a heavy money bag from his arms, and slammed it on the counter.
"Stop talking nonsense, these guys are new here, pick something powerful for them."
Natsu was already wandering among the shelves, his eyes scanning around the glowing weapons.
Suddenly, his eyes stopped on an inconspicuous black sword hilt.
The hilt of the sword is completely black with a few dark red lines engraved on it, making it look crude.
"Hey, Brother Zhongwei, what do you think of this?"
Natsu reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword and waved it twice in the air.
Lu Chongwei walked over and took a look, something strange flashed in his eyes.
"You'll know if you try it yourself."
Natsu pressed a red button on the hilt of the sword.
"Hoo--!"
A cluster of blazing flames spurted out from the top of the sword hilt, condensing into a three-foot-long fire blade.
The temperature of the flame is extremely high, causing the surrounding air to slightly deform.
"Oh! This is good! This is exciting!"
Natsu shouted with excitement. His face, which was originally full of depression, now smiled like a flower.
"Although it's not as good as my Dragon Slayer Magic, I can finally feel some heat!"
He held the fire blade and waved it wildly in the narrow store, almost setting the shelves next to it on fire.
"Asshole! Don't wander around in my store!"
The bald old man jumped up in anger, grabbed a wrench and threw it over.
Natsu shrunk his neck and carefully put the fire blade back into the hilt.