"Fairy Tail's territory?"
Gajeel was stunned for a mont, then threw his head back and laughed wildly, tyranny surging in his pupils.
"Gi-he-he-he... Interesting! Too interesting! Then I'll just let this place be dyed in my colors."
"With your blood!!!"
Before the words had even faded, he kicked off the ground, and his figure vanished from the spot.
Without any fancy moves, Gajeel's arm instantly transford into a sharp, serrated iron sword, heading straight for Ron with a shriek that tore through the air.
If this strike connected, even a statue cast from steel would be instantly sliced in two.
Ron didn't even lift an eyelid; the mont the iron sword was about to touch him, dazzling lightning exploded from his body.
"Zzzzt—!"
Ron's figure instantly turned into an afterimage, dodging the attack.
"Boom!"
The ground was smashed by the sword, creating a long, narrow fissure.
"Tch, only know how to hide?!"
Gajeel missed his strike, swung back in a sweep, his arm extending and deforming into an iron rod.
"It's not hiding, just observing and analyzing for a bit."
"Divine Lightning Strike!!!"
Facing the incoming iron rod, Ron advanced instead of retreating, splaying his fingers as silver-white lightning transford into a divine axe, chopping down with a roar.
Compared to the swiftness of the Thunderclap: Lightning Flash, the Divine Lightning Strike possessed more explosive power.
"Bang—!!!"
The roaring, violent lightning collided fiercely with the hard iron rod.
A terrifying shockwave spread outward; fortunately, he had drawn the battlefield to an open area, otherwise the aftermath would have implicated innocent people.
"This guy!"
Looking at the charred blackness on his wrist, Gajeel was secretly shocked, as he could even faintly feel a sense of numbness coming from it.
"To deal with iron like you, lightning and fire are the most suitable. You've seen the lightning, now try the fire."
Ron's voice drifted over faintly.
He saw that his left hand had been raised at so point, and a crimson magic circle appeared at his fingertips.
"Fire Dragon's Roar!!!"
A ferocious fire dragon roared out; wherever the high-temperature flas passed, even the air was scorched and distorted out of shape.
Watching the heatwave rushing toward him, Gajeel took a sharp breath, his chest swelling high.
"Iron Dragon's Roar!!!"
A dark gray tornado mixed with countless sharp iron shards erupted from his mouth.
The flas and the iron storm collided fiercely in the middle of the street!
"Sizzle—sizzle—sizzle—"
The two violent energies devoured and canceled each other out, emitting a teeth-gritting friction sound.
Finally, with a huge roar, they simultaneously annihilated into a sky full of smoke and dust.
As the smoke and dust dispersed, the two stood facing each other from over ten ters apart.
Gajeel had several charred marks on his body, while Ron remained neatly dressed, not a hair on his head out of place.
"Hey, you..."
Gajeel's expression was a bit strange, even carrying suspicion, "That fire just now... it had the scent of a dragon in it?!"
Although it was very faint, even sowhat ambiguous, there was no mistake!
Besides a Dragon Slayer Wizard, how could an ordinary human possibly release magic containing Dragon Force?!
"The scent of a dragon?"
Ron gently brushed the dust off his sleeves, a look of matter-of-factness on his face.
"Oh, you an that."
He casually extended a finger, a tiny fla dancing on his fingertip; the color of that fla was identical to Natsu's flas.
"I just analyzed Natsu's magic structure a little, and then simulated the so-called Dragon Force."
"Is... is that hard?"
In the world of Fairy Tail, so powerful magic possesses various properties to accomplish things that ordinary magic cannot.
For instance, Dragon Slayer Magic is magic imbued with Dragon Force, allowing it to have a special attack against dragons.
And Ron, through the analytical ability of his left eye, understood this property and simulated it, attaching it to the magic he used.
"Huh?!"
Looking at the pretentious Ron, Gajeel froze completely.
Analysis? Simulation? What are all these things?!
Dragon Slayer Magic is an ancient magic personally taught to humans by dragons, an absolute power used to fight against dragons; how could it be simulated just by soone taking a few looks at it?!
"You guy... are you a monster?"
"Monster? No, no, no, I'm just an unremarkable Wizard."
Ron shrugged, and in his palm, lightning and fire intertwined and rose again, emitting a heart-palpitating fluctuation.
"Alright, the appetizer is over; next is the main course."
Ron's eyes sharpened, and he prepared to act.
Suddenly—
Gajeel's nose twitched slightly, as if he had sensed sothing, and his expression changed abruptly.
"Tch! What a buzzkill!"
He spat fiercely, and his originally violent magic power instantly retracted.
"What? Scared?"
Ron raised an eyebrow in jest, though the magic in his hands did not dissipate.
"Who would be afraid of you! Asshole!"
Gajeel cursed unhappily, his gaze looking vigilantly toward the distance.
"It's just that there are more flies now; I'm not interested in this kind of one-versus-many losing deal."
In his perception, several powerful magic auras were approaching this place at high speed.
Even as arrogant as Gajeel, he understood the current situation; if he were surrounded, even if he were an Iron Dragon, he would probably be beaten into scrap iron.
"I'll let you off this ti, Heterochromatic Ron... I'll rember you!"
Gajeel looked deeply at Ron, his eyes filled with both unwillingness and the excitent of encountering a strong enemy.
"Next ti we et, I will tear you into pieces!"
After speaking, he didn't hesitate at all; his whole body turned into a black afterimage, and in a few leaps, he disappeared into the shadows of the intricate alleyways.
He escaped cleanly and decisively, without the slightest hesitation.
Watching the direction Gajeel disappeared in, the lightning and fire in Ron's hands slowly extinguished.
He did not pursue.
"He ran quite fast; he has so brains."
"But next ti, your opponent won't be ."
Ron chuckled softly, and the Arc of Ti was activated.
Watching the destroyed area return to its original state, he nodded with satisfaction.
"With this, the fines in the future will be a lot less, right? It's really good magic."
Ultear: So my magic is just used for this, huh? He really is a dog of a person...
After everything was restored, Ron turned and walked toward Levy and the others, who were still stunned in the distance.
His gaze kept scanning the three of them up and down, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Ro... Ron..."
Levy was a bit shy from being stared at, looking down at her intertwined fingers.
"Is there a problem with us?"
"It's precisely because there's no problem that it's the real problem!"
Hearing Ron's words, the three looked at each other, full of confusion.
"The old man and the others will be here soon."
"Eh? The Master and the others are coming?"
Ron nodded and instructed.
"Later, no matter what I say, you just listen; do not speak under any circumstances."
"Huh? Why?" x3
"Don't worry about that, just do as I say!"
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