Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

Gildarts's rough voice echoed in the wind: "Natsu, everyone! Go!" He swung with all his strength, shattering the aftermath that was enough to destroy the entire Fairy Tail Guild, protecting Natsu and his companions.

His face was covered with dust and sweat, but he was still as firm as iron, staring at the dragons that were approaching in front of him.

"Damn it!" Natsu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, but under Gildarts's protection, he could only gasp in embarrassment.

At this moment, he felt his own insignificance and powerlessness. The companions around him were also covered in dust, with fear and fatigue on their faces.

They trembled behind Gildarts, and a desire ignited in their hearts - a desire to become stronger.

Suddenly, the roar exploded on the ground again, and several dragons fell heavily to the ground, shaking the surrounding trees up from the ground, and the gravel was shot like bullets, and the violent airflow came straight.

Gildarts ran quickly, his eyes determined.

He protected everyone behind him and punched the mountain wall. The shattering magic spread in the air, smashed the rocks into pieces, and dug a cave.

While pushing them into the cave, he asked Gray to seal the gap with ice at the entrance of the cave. The ice was covered with thick boulders. The layers of protection made the people in the cave feel a little relieved.

In the cave, the Fairy Tail people sat on the ground in embarrassment, their clothes soaked with sweat, but they looked at each other with expressions of surviving a disaster.

The air in the cave was filled with the smell of rocks and the smell of burnt grass and trees, and from time to time there were bursts of dragon roars, which made people shudder.

Lucy, wearing a black robe, raised her head slightly, and through the frozen cave entrance, she could vaguely see the sky outside that was torn by the storm.

"Lucy? What's wrong?" The harpy beside him opened his eyes wide, gently tugged at Lucy's sleeve, and looked at her worriedly.

"Nothing, harpy." Lucy lowered her eyes and whispered thoughtfully, "I'm just worried about Hal..."

"Hal? The incredibly strong man?"

"Yeah..." Lucy's voice was mixed with a trace of fatigue, and it seemed like nostalgia.

Her eyes were empty, recalling her thrilling and mysterious journey through the gate of time.

"I really don't know how to describe this man..."

Wendy beside him also came over curiously: "Sister Lucy, where did you find such a powerful partner?

We were all imprisoned in the prison, but you suddenly disappeared, and then came back with such a strong person!"

Lucy smiled and shook her head: "It's a long story, Wendy."

Just then, Gildarts finally relaxed, leaned against the wall of the cave, and breathed slowly.

His shoulders trembled slightly because of the battle just now, but his eyes still revealed a resolute look.

"Everyone, just stay in this cave, it's dangerous outside." He said in an almost commanding tone, and his eyes swept over everyone fiercely.

"Don't worry, uncle, we don't have the courage to go out!" Jet held his head with both hands and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"The shock wave just now almost knocked me out. The dragons outside are simply not something we can deal with." Troy slumped on the ground, patting his chest and echoing.

"Speaking of which, who is the wizard fighting in the dragon group outside? How can he have such a terrifying power..." Makarov asked with a gloomy face, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

"President, that person is our companion and a member of our family." Gildarts also learned on the way that there is no Hal in this world. Although he was a little concerned, he still said.

Lucy listened, clasped her hands together, and prayed in a low voice: "I hope Hal is safe..."

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High in the sky, dark clouds rolled, and a large area of ​​thick shadows covered the ground, as if the entire sky was pressing down on the earth.

The dragons hovered in the air, staring at Hal with complicated and fearful expressions. He exuded a black aura all over his body, and the magic power surged like a tsunami, as if endless.

"What kind of magic is this?!" One of the dragons trembled in his voice, staring at the dragon body that Hal had just absorbed, broken and shriveled, drooping behind him like a dead tree, and had been completely drained.

"Vampire magic? No, no! That breath..." Another dragon's eyes were full of fear, and his voice was low but full of shock, "This is the breath of God... the hidden power of God!"

"God?! Isn't that just a legendary thing in our time?"

"God is real! The Dragon King said so." A low roar came from the dragon group, and for a moment, the threat of God shrouded their hearts like darkness.

GiantThe dragons' wings trembled, and their metal scales shivered under Hal's black breath.

A dragon couldn't help flapping its wings, forcibly suppressing the fear in its heart: "We can't fight him anyway! Run! If we stay here, he will definitely kill us!!!

After that, the dragon took off at a storm-like speed, and its huge wings blew up the wind, rolled up the thick dark clouds, and almost instantly swept across the sky.

The morale of the dragon group, which had originally been united, completely collapsed at this moment, and all the dragons fled in all directions, fearing that they would be swallowed by Hal's power.

And Hal looked down at the gradually dissipating dragon group, with a sneer on his lips.

He clenched the dragon crystal in his hand, and a faint magic light flowed from the crystal into his body, gradually restoring his magic power to its peak.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured in a low voice: "Run? Become my power, the evil dragons that devour humans...! "

After saying that, Hal's right hand turned into a palm and slapped the void, and the dark magic power rushed out like a tide.

In the sky, a huge dark green magic circle unfolded in the air, like a shadow between heaven and earth.

In the center of the formation, a huge world tree as big as a mountain appeared, and its branches were full of the breath of life and death, and the light was eerie, like the call of death.

"Life Magic-Senluo Yanyu!" Hal's voice was cold and resolute, as if carrying an ancient curse.

Under the magic circle, huge trees began to grow, as if connecting the sky and the earth into one.

The roots of the trees extended out like chains, and the vines were entangled, flying madly towards the fleeing dragons.

The magic power of each dragon began to slowly drain under this green light, and their flying speed became slower and slower, and their wings gradually lost strength.

"What is that?!" One of the dragons struggled to look back, with fear on his face.

"Such a strong breath of life! But I...my magic...my magic seems to have been sucked away!" The other dragon's voice was full of fear. He wanted to escape, but he was as powerless as a creature struggling in the mud.

Hal's face became paler and paler. His vitality was rapidly consumed in the process of casting magic. His skinny face looked like the god of death.

However, his eyes were cold, without a trace of pity. There seemed to be only cold determination in his eyes: "Swallow it."

The world tree was centered on Hal, emitting a dark green light.

The vines twisted like snakes, tightly wrapped around the dragons, and pulled them towards the trees one by one.

The scales of each dragon gradually faded, the muscles atrophied, the magic and vitality in the body were continuously extracted, their eyes gradually became empty, and finally they were hung in the air like dried corpses.

"We...are going to die..." A dragon's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were full of despair.

"I am unwilling...to die in the hands of ants like humans..." The roar of another dragon gradually faded. Dispersed, lifeless.

In the sky, vines strung the bodies of the dragons together, like a huge wreath of death surrounding the World Tree.

Blood flowed out from the wounds on the dragon's body and flowed to the center where Hal was, and magic and vitality poured into his body in an endless stream.

Hal sat on the World Tree, staring at all this indifferently.

He had a blank expression on his face, like a god looking down on mortals, with no mercy for the death in front of him.

He gently closed his eyes and said lightly: "This is the end of you coming to this time and space to kill humans. "

Hal knew that perhaps some of the dragons had been kind to humans, but in this cruel battlefield, he had no time to distinguish.

For him, apart from his family in Fairy Tail, there was no one else in the world worth protecting.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the cave below. The growing trees had covered the entrance of the cave, protecting his companions from the chaos outside.

He nodded slowly, then closed his eyes again, concentrating his consciousness, preparing to bathe in the magic and vitality provided by these dragons, strengthening himself to cope with more brutal battles in the future.

His figure looked lonely and cold in the center of the World Tree, and the dark magic kept entwining him, like a god of war blessed by darkness.