Gajeel's mouth twitched as he listened, his face dark with exasperation. He had no idea how to respond.
In his eyes, this man was treating a top-tier competition like a game of house.
"Cut the crap. Move." Laxus snorted coldly and strode forward first.
The five members of Team B stepped into the aerial maze together.
The moment they entered the course, everyone sensed something was off.
The layout of the course was chaotic and disorderly, the roads inverted and interwoven, staircases hanging upside down in midair.
Dead ends suspended in the air could be seen everywhere. One careless step into empty space, and they would be eliminated on the spot.
The surrounding buildings all looked alike, their view completely blocked, making it impossible to tell direction at all.
"What the hell is this place?" Gajeel snapped, grabbing at his hair.
"I can't tell north from south, and even the scents are all scrambled."
"Every ordinary method of finding the way is useless now." Mirajane observed their surroundings, her brows knitting slightly.
Just as the group was at a loss, Lu Chongwei suddenly stopped.
Through a gap in the broken stone bridge, he saw a team advancing along the passage below.
It was the Twilight Ogre guild.
His gaze locked onto the glowing disc in the hand of the person leading them, and he spoke calmly.
"They have a Magic Compass. It can pinpoint locations precisely and isn't affected by the terrain."
Laxus followed his line of sight and instantly understood his intention.
"We take it."
He rolled his neck, his bones cracking sharply, and his eyes turned dangerous.
The five of them leapt down from the broken bridge, landed steadily, and blocked Twilight Ogre's path head-on.
The five members of Twilight Ogre were caught off guard and all came