Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

August opened his eyes slowly. Agil beside him was already showing impatience, with a hint of restlessness between his eyebrows, but he was able to hold it back because of his strength.

The magic power around him gradually ran wild, and it seemed that it would turn into a sandstorm at any time, foreshadowing his war-loving and violent heart.

"I know... Agil, I will go to the Eclipse Gate alone," August said lightly, with no ripples in his eyes, revealing a cold and distant feeling, "Wait until you finish cleaning this place, and then join me."

Agil sneered, and a belligerent light ignited in his eyes, "Oh, don't worry, I have never slaughtered Ishgar's army, it's getting more and more interesting!"

August looked at Agil quietly and sighed imperceptibly.

At that moment, the terrifying magic power around him exploded, as if the demon god had awakened, and the dark red magic power soared into the sky.

His body gradually changed, black ancient magic runes emerged on his skin, and dark red power penetrated his flesh and blood, dyeing his skin into a terrifying dark red.

He held the staff in his hand, gently touched the ground, and slightly opened his mouth: "Hyper-space magic-subspace transfer!"

As he whispered, the terrifying magic power spread and covered the entire Kurokas.

The ground cracked like a tide, the city walls collapsed, and the surrounding buildings were crushed into powder by this invisible force. The smoke scattered, and only an empty ruin was left in the field of vision.

When the smoke and dust slowly settled, August's sight fell in front of him-thousands of soldiers were arranged in extremely neat rows, densely packed, and there was no end in sight.

This is the 500,000 guards of the Desert King Ajir.

They spread in the city like an endless sea of ​​sand, and the air was filled with a strong murderous atmosphere, as if they were going to swallow up this land.

The 500,000 guards of the Desert King slowly appeared, bringing a strong bloody smell.

They were as motionless as statues, their eyes as cold as the desolation of the desert.

The soldiers were wearing dark white leather armor, and the national emblem of the Albares Empire was engraved on the surface of the armor.

Each soldier carried a unique sand blade, the blade was extremely sharp, and the blade was coated with poisonous magic sand. Once the blade touched, it could instantly condense the enemy's blood into gravel.

After doing all this, August's figure disappeared into the void, leaving no trace.

Agil licked his lips, and his eyes swept across the 500,000 guards neatly lined up in front of him, and the enthusiasm in his heart was completely ignited.

The smile on his face gradually twisted, he raised his arms high, pointed to the distant Ishgar land, and shouted hoarsely:

"My guards! You finally set foot on the land of Ishgar! Follow me and ravage every inch of Ishgar's territory! Grind them into gravel!!!"

His voice was like a gust of wind sweeping across the desert, bringing an invisible pressure.

Then, the army erupted in a frenzy of shouting like a landslide:

"Desert King! Desert King! Desert King!"

The shouts, one higher than the other, shook the earth, as if every soldier had poured their loyalty and enthusiasm for Ajir into the sound.

They raised the sand blades in their hands, the blades reflecting the afterglow of the moonlight, and the sand and dust rolled under their feet, as if responding to their calls.

Even the ground trembled slightly in the shouts, and the dust flew, as if a storm was gathering.

Ajir's laughter became more and more wild in the shouts, and there was a fire of war burning in his eyes, as if he was going to tear the land apart with his own hands.

He suddenly waved his arms, and the powerful magic of sand swept out, rolling up the sandstorm, and turned into a huge sand scorpion phantom in the air, rushing towards Ishgar with fangs and claws.

"Louder! Let the whole Ishgar hear my name, the King of the Desert!"

"King of the Desert! King of the Desert! King of the Desert!!!" The shouts of the soldiers were like thunder, shaking the earth constantly, and the sound was overwhelming, as if it would spread to every inch of land.

The huge magical shadow of the sand scorpion flew into the sky with the roar of the soldiers, like a dust curtain covering the sky and the sun, covering the sky above Kurokas.

The smile on Agil's face became more and more ferocious. He stared into the distance, full of a tyrant's pride and arrogance, as if the whole Ishgar had been trampled under his feet.

This is his king's title, this is his hunting ground, and his guards will follow him and crush everything that stands in his way.

He waved his hand, and his arrogance and fighting spirit surged, as if he wanted this land to remember the violent name of the King of the Desert forever.

"March!!! Target! One million Ishgar Empire troops on the coastline, crush them!!"