Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

In the broken Crocus, the magic of time quietly permeated.

The silver-white magic circle appeared in the air at some point, shining continuously, and covering the surroundings with a slight tremor.

The rubble slowly floated up, the fragments flew back to their original positions, and the ruins were restored to their original state under the reverse flow of time——

But Natsu didn't care about these strange phenomena and ran on the street attentively.

His nose kept sniffing, and his eyes were sharply locked on the city center that was gradually recovering in the distance.

"Harni... is there!" Natsu murmured and quickened his pace.

"Stop, Mr. Natsu!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind the ruins of the restored building.

Then, boom——several dazzling white laser beams shot out from the ruins, forcing Natsu to stop abruptly and turn around to stare at the light.

"Hmm?" Natsu raised his eyebrows slightly and saw the figure slowly emerging.

"Mr. Natsu! Let's have a fight! Hahaha!" Sting's voice was full of excitement, and his eyes were burning with fighting spirit.

Natsu curled his lips and snorted, "You can't do it, you're too weak."

"How can we know this without a fight!" Sting grinned, clenched his fists, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement, "And! I promised Rekuta! I must defeat you! This is my belief in becoming stronger!"

"Belief?" Natsu's smile faded, and his expression became serious and firm. He looked at Sting, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"It is with my belief that I have broken through the limits again and again in this rampaging era of imperial magic! This time, I will defeat you and fulfill my promise to Rekuta!" Sting's eyes sparkled, and magic gradually emerged from his body, and his body was wrapped in dazzling light.

Natsu slowly smiled, with a hint of recognition in his eyes. "Sure! Let's fight!"

Before he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly ignited with blazing flames, and the terrifying heat waves spread out, and the air was burned and crackled.

As the raging fire approached, Sting's hands trembled slightly involuntarily, and excitement and awe intertwined.

"That's it! Mr. Natsu!" Sting shouted, and his magic power climbed to the top, "【White Light Mode!】", his body was completely wrapped in bright light, like a white god of war descending.

"Look, Mr. Natsu!" Sting's voice was low and firm, "This is the result of my seven years of strengthening!"

He stretched out his right palm, pointed his palm at Natsu, raised a trace of unruly arc at the corner of his mouth, and the majestic light element gathered and condensed in his palm.

The rubble repaired by time magic was flying around, and the streets around him that had been restored to their original state became the stage for the confrontation between the two.

Sting slowly closed his eyes and whispered: "With the holy light, I will judge your filth - Holy White Judgment!" As the spell was completed, he burst out his magic with all his strength, and the white holy light rolled up like a gust of wind, rushing towards Natsu with a speed and power that could tear the air.

Natsu's eyes condensed, feeling the violence of Sting's magic, his expression was a little serious.

Just as Sting was about to arrive, Natsu's figure flashed, and his speed was faster than him, rushing straight up!

"Fire dragon's - palm explosion!" Natsu put his hands together, roared, and the flames in his palms suddenly exploded, forming a terrifying explosion wave, meeting Sting's sacred white dragon claws.

Boom - ! !

In an instant, the fire and the white light collided in the air, and the surging energy fluctuations shook the surrounding buildings.

The flames and the holy light collided violently, forming a huge air wave, and the billowing smoke and dust obscured the figures of the two.

Just when the blast of air had not completely dissipated, Natsu's figure rushed out of the smoke like a mad dragon and punched Sting in the chest!

"What?!" Sting showed a trace of shock in his eyes, but he could not avoid this blow.

Natsu's fist hit his chest with a blazing flame, knocking him away instantly, turning into a white afterimage and flying backwards, hitting the house in the distance heavily.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Natsu's figure stood still in the same place, and the raging fire was still burning around him.

He shook his hand lightly, looking at Sting in the distance with some appreciation, but his tone was a little indifferent.

"Is it just this extent?"

"Of course not!!"

The ruins of Crocus continued to recover, and Sting's figure rushed towards Natsu like a white afterimage, with a determination to fight.

Their fists collided, and the sparks of magic sparks splashed in the air, like a violent melee dance.

Natsu's flames and Sting's white light intertwined and intertwined, sometimes crossing each other, and sometimes colliding with fierce roars.

However, every time they fought, Natsu's flames prevailed.

——Boom!

Sting was once again knocked back by the impact of the flames and fell to the ground, with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, with a trace of struggle and unwillingness in his eyes.

"How can it be... so strong?" He whispered, with a trace of pain and unwillingness in his eyes.

However, when his eyes fell on the live magic crystal in the distance, he seemed to see Rekuta cheering for him in the audience.

Instantly, Sting's heart surged with an undying faith.

"For Rekuta... I must not fall!"

He endured the pain, staggered to his feet, his eyes firm, his right hand on his chest, as if igniting some kind of power from the depths of his heart.

White light suddenly burst out from him, illuminating the surrounding ruins.

"MODE·Saint White Dragon Mode!——Dragon Power!"

Sting's magic power surged instantly, and the storm-like breath swept over. His strength and speed soared to an astonishing degree, even reaching the realm of the lower level of Saint Ten.

The air waves formed by the magic fluctuations spread out, blowing the surrounding rubble into chaos.

"Mr. Natsu!!!!" Sting roared, turned into a stream of white light, and his sprinting speed broke through the speed of sound.

In an instant, before Natsu could fully react, Sting's "White Dragon Punch" had hit his chest hard, knocking him out.

"Damn, it suddenly became so fast!" Natsu adjusted his balance in the air, secretly surprised.

However, Sting did not give him a chance to breathe.

He closed his hands again, condensing a more magnificent magical fluctuation.

"The sacred light of the white dragon will purify everything in the world - the sacred light rain of the white dragon!!" Sting roared, and dozens of white laser lights shot out like precise tracking missiles, locking onto Natsu's figure.

"Tsk!" Natsu showed a trace of displeasure on his face, obviously he didn't expect to be forced into such a situation.

The flames on his back suddenly erupted, taking him into the air quickly - however, those laser lights seemed to have intelligence, chasing him closely and heading straight for him.

"What a trouble!" Natsu growled, anger burning in his eyes, "Let's get rid of it in one go! - Dragon Slayer Secret Technique - Red Lotus Blade!!!"

Accompanied by Natsu's roar, the Blade with a scorching flame stream slashed out in the air, like a ferocious flaming dragon roaring and rushing towards Sting's laser beam.

The trajectory of the blade left a burning arc in the air, cutting through the sky, and the flames were mixed with red lotus-like light, coming with the momentum of destroying everything.

The laser light was swallowed and shattered by the Blade like fireflies, turning into a burst of white light that exploded in front of the blade, as if the sky was torn apart in the dazzling fire.

The blade's momentum did not decrease, and it pressed towards Sting fiercely like a meteor that burned everything.

Sting's pupils shrank slightly, and a huge sense of oppression suddenly rose in his heart. He almost felt his breathing stagnate. The Red Lotus Blade in front of him seemed to carry the will of dragon slayer from ancient times, with an indomitable destructive force.

At this critical moment, Sting suddenly clenched his fist, and a holy white light burst out from his hand. The dragon power on his body seemed to be ignited, and the crystal clear white dragon scales emerged and covered his whole body.

"The fist of the Holy White Dragon will burn out the flames - Dragon Slayer Secret Art - Holy Nova!"

Sting roared, and the magic power in his body boiled up. The holy white light wrapped around him, and his figure turned into a dazzling white meteor, and he met Natsu's explosive blade with the power of "Holy Nova"!

"Boom!"

The violent explosion resounded throughout Crocus like thunder, and the eruption of fire and holy white light instantly covered the battlefield, as if the sky and the earth were split apart, and even the air was trembling in the high temperature and light.

The streets that had been gradually recovering once again fell apart under the destructive power duel between the two. The strong shock wave swept around, and the scattered rubble and magic aftermath smashed the buildings within a radius of hundreds of meters into dust.

The aftermath of the explosion gradually dissipated, and dust and undispersed light floated in the air.

Sting's figure slowly fell from the sky. The white dragon scales on his body gradually shattered in the previous duel, and the dragon power dissipated without a trace. When he finally landed, he finally fell down powerlessly.

In the last moment when he opened his eyes, there was a trace of tired smile on the corner of his mouth. He saw Natsu falling from mid-air, and his eyes showed a kind of admiration from the heart.

"Too strong... Mr. Natsu..." With a whisper, Sting fell into the boundless darkness with reluctance and admiration.

(Natsu's normal strength is the lower level of Saint Ten, and Sting's full-strength burst is only the lower level of Saint Ten.)