Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

Hal stood above the arena, his hands behind his back, his figure like a towering mountain.

He looked at Mavis and Cat from afar, with a reassuring smile on his lips, but mixed with a little complexity.

His magic power was like a bottomless black hole, deep, vast, and terrifying, as if anything close would be swallowed up.

For him, the land of Fiore was like a thing in his palm. With a slight thought, he could set off a large-scale earthquake, and even accurately control the intensity and range of the vibration.

This was a power that transcended human boundaries. Holding it in his hands, it seemed omnipotent.

Standing on this land, he seemed to be standing at the top of the world's power, controlling life and death.

However, he frowned slightly, and a subtle strangeness surged in his heart.

That sense of separation was like a kind of separation between his existence and the world around him.

He cast his eyes to the distant coastline, sensing the fall of life and the breath of blood, and his fists tightened slightly.

"Let's solve the problem first, and then figure out the source of this feeling..." His voice was low, but with unquestionable determination.

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On the coastline, the sky was full of sand and dust, and the quicksand was devouring the imperial soldiers like a beast.

The violent desert power surged from all directions, turning the entire battlefield into a nightmare.

19-year-old Melty stood in the center of the battlefield, her eyes cold as ice.

Looking at the soldiers struggling and wailing in the quicksand, her heart was broken.

Among these people, some were young warriors she had newly recruited from the border city, a place she loved deeply, and the people had always respected the imperial army.

Thinking of these faces about to disappear, her anger burned.

"Agil!" Melty held the long sword in her hand, and her angry roar penetrated the roar of the sandstorm.

The blade glowed with a dark purple glow, and with a sword slash, the sword energy turned into a purple thunder-like light column, tearing through the enemy's line, rolling up the blood and wailing of thousands of people.

Blood splashed, and Melty's delicate face was stained dark red, like a blooming blood-red rose.

She stared at Ajir, who was smiling proudly in the distance, with a cold and resolute look in her eyes.

"Don't hide! Fight me head-on!" Melty's voice was cold, and she struck Ajir's direction with sword energy.

Ajir watched his subordinates being slaughtered, but licked his lips more excitedly, staring at her closely: That's great! I like you more and more, woman.

Kill, kill more lives! That's better!!! Hahahaha"

Melty looked at him coldly with disgust.

On the side, Natsu was furious, and he roared: Aren't they your soldiers? Why do you despise their lives so much!

"Ah? Soldiers? I can have as many of those things as I want. I am the King of Desert!" Agil said arrogantly, stretching out his arms, raising his head proudly and laughing wildly.

"You bastard!" Natsu rushed forward angrily.

Agil's expression was full of disdain.

With magic wrapped around his body, he was ready to use sandification to avoid the attack at any time.

What a young boy... he said sarcastically in his heart.

However, just when he was about to transform into magic.

Instantly, for some reason, the entire battlefield suddenly stopped.

The sky was still, the light of magic stagnated in the air, the sand particles were suspended, and time seemed to be paused.

Natsu's figure was also frozen in the air, and the flames around him were suppressed by invisible forces and gradually extinguished.

The dark magic spread like a tide, and a vague figure slowly appeared.

His breath was icy and piercing, like the whisper of death.

"Decease, Agil. "His voice was calm, but chilling.

Agil's whole body suddenly tensed up, his eyes were full of fear, and he even lost the strength to speak.

The next second, Natsu roared and threw a punch, which seemed to contain the anger of fire and the unyielding will, and directly knocked Agil out.

"Boom!"

Agil's figure slammed heavily to the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky, and the battlefield was filled with smoke.

Laxus frowned slightly, his eyes were solemn: "Something is wrong."

He clearly felt that Agil could not be defeated so easily. They had been besieging for so long, but they had not been able to find the opponent's fatal flaw.

This man's magic... is simply too strong on the surface.

What happened?

While wondering, Laxus keenly noticed the change in the atmosphere around him-the entire battlefield became unusually quiet.

"Huh? "

He tightened his right hand that was holding the unconscious Gerard's collar slightly, and looked around, with a sense of vigilance in his heart.

Everything... seemed to have been paused.

The soldiers who were wielding weapons and fighting fell to the ground, gasping in pain.The figure of the whistling magic beam in the sky, and even the floating smoke and dust... all stood still, as if frozen in time.

Laxus's sight fell on Agil.

The other party was still lying there quietly, without any sign of counterattack.

Natsu stood not far away, his body wrapped in increasingly blazing flames, staring at Agil.

He panted and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, like an angry fire dragon, ready to pounce on his prey at any time.

At this moment, Laxus suddenly saw a heart-pounding scene in his eyes:

The sky suddenly became dark, and an overwhelming magic power enveloped it, as if countless dark threads were hanging from the sky, entangling the entire Agil Legion.

Those magic threads were like living things, twisting and shrinking in the air, releasing a suffocating sense of oppression.

The whole space fell into a strange silence.

All this seemed to be just an illusion, a short moment, and it seemed to last for an eternity.

Laxus suddenly came to his senses, and suddenly heard the sound of the battlefield returning to its hustle and bustle.

The sound of swords clashing and the roar of magic explosions echoed around again.

However, the scene in front of him was completely different from before.

Those Agil soldiers who were invincible on the battlefield now collapsed to the ground like a tide, each with a look of pain on their faces.

"What...what's going on? My body...is not listening..."

"Magic power...magic power is draining! No, it's impossible..."

The soldiers on the battlefield wailed in horror, their eyes full of despair and confusion.

Their power was being drained away in a strange way, and even standing became difficult.

The dark magic power fell from the sky like countless silk threads, entangled the Agil army.

In just a few breaths, the vitality of hundreds of thousands of soldiers was drained, and their bodies quickly dried up, turning into horrible mummies.

In contrast, Ishgar's army was bathed in the torrent of life.

The soldiers' broken limbs regenerated, their fatal wounds healed, and the dying warriors opened their eyes, their eyes full of wonder.

They stared at their healed bodies in a daze, as if they were in a dream.

"Hey... Laxus, what's going on?" Natsu's voice was low and trembling.

He looked at the countless mummy-like enemy soldiers in front of him, and the shock in his heart was difficult to calm down for a long time.