"Boom—!!!"
An earth-shaking explosion erupted without warning at the entrance of the Phantom Lord Guild!
The shockwave, carrying debris and dust, swept into the hall like a tsunami, blowing away everything in its path.
"What's happening?! An enemy attack?!"
"Are you kidding ? This is Phantom Lord! Who dares to cause trouble here?!"
Amidst the billowing dust, a group of figures walked in.
At the head was a short old man, yet he radiated a terrifying aura as heavy as a mountain.
"We are... Fairy Tail!!!"
The little old man, who usually wore a lecherous smile and acted sowhat indecently now had eyes burning with tangible fury, and the white cloak behind him, symbolizing the Ten Wizard Saints, flapped loudly under the surging magical power.
Behind him were his children.
Ron, Erza, Natsu, Lucy, and others... even Levy and her two companions had co along.
After the initial shock, the mbers of Phantom Lord were filled with the rage of being humiliated.
As a guild that prided itself on being the number one in the Kingdom of Fiore, they were used to acting tyrannically. When had anyone ever dared to strike directly at their doorstep like this?
Not to ntion... it was their arch-rival, Fairy Tail!
Hundreds of Phantom Lord mbers surged like a tide toward the Fairy Tail group at the entrance.
"Bring it on!!!"
Natsu took the lead, charging into the enemy ranks like a flaming teor; with a swing of a fire whip, he sent over a dozen enemies flying.
"Anyone! Co at , all of you!!!"
The horn for all-out war had officially sounded!
Macao's purple flas trapped the enemies, and Wakaba followed up, his pipe blowing out smoke that ford fists to strike.
The gunslinger couple, Bisca and Alzack, worked in perfect harmony, delivering precise strikes without missing a single shot.
"Solid Script: Fire!"
"Open..."
"A real man... should speak with his fists!"
"Magic Cards: Lightning, Reverse Tower, The Lovers—Lightning's Fate!"
Even Happy was swinging two large fish, weaving through the crowd and knocking down several Phantom Lord mbers.
"Aye! I'm a Wizard of Fairy Tail too!"
The people of Fairy Tail attacked with fury, and the mbers of Phantom Lord were also bellicose.
As soon as the two sides clashed, the battle imdiately reached a fever pitch, with both sides colliding frantically in the hall.
The brilliant glow of magic lit up the night like day; the sounds of explosions, roars, screams, and clashing weapons intertwined into a frenzied nocturnal symphony.
Although Phantom Lord had a sheer nurical advantage, in terms of individual combat power, the enraged mbers of Fairy Tail were like a pack of tigers descending from the mountains.
"Ice-Make: Lance!!!"
"Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!!!"
"Requip: Heaven's Wheel Armor!!!"
If the ordinary Wizards of Phantom Lord could still maintain an even footing with Fairy Tail through sheer numbers...
...then with the Four Elents absent, the involvent of high-end combatants like Erza turned it into a one-sided slaughter.
Ron, however, did not charge into the densest part of the crowd imdiately like Natsu and the others.
He floated directly above the hall, his blue and gold heterochromatic eyes calmly overlooking the entire battlefield; every wind blade or fireball he cast precisely neutralized those attempting sneak attacks.
This allowed his guild comrades to fight without any reservations.
Until... Ron reached out and caught a hard iron rod flying toward him, a playful and brilliant smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
"Yo, isn't this Gajeel? What's the matter, not running away this ti?"
Gajeel's eyes were provocative. "In Magnolia, it was because you had help. That won't be the case now. Co and fight to your heart's content!!!"
As he spoke, several protrusions suddenly appeared on the iron rod, which instantly elongated and shot out in all directions.
Ron dodged the attack like a thin piece of paper and grinned. "What a sha. Your opponent isn't ."
"Natsu, help blow him away!"
Before Gajeel could react, a wave of heat hit his face, and a fist wreathed in flas smashed hard into his face, sending him flying over a dozen ters and crashing into the wall.
Ron didn't pay attention to their fight, turning his gaze elsewhere.
A dozen reckless fools, having lost their heads in the heat of battle, actually brandished their weapons and charged toward Makarov.
Facing this siege, Makarov gave a cold snort, and a golden light suddenly erupted from his eyes.
His originally small body grew rapidly, and his massive palm, like a mountain, ca crashing down with unrivaled power!
"Bang—!!!"
The ground cracked, and dust billowed everywhere.
"Wow, the old man's clothes are really sothing; they didn't even rip."
Ron looked with interest at the white Wizard Saint robe on Makarov.
"Is this really the ti for jokes?" Lucy found the ti to roll her eyes.
"M-Monster!!!"
The Phantom Lord mbers pressed into the ground by Makarov looked terrified.
"Monster?"
Makarov looked down at the trembling Phantom Lord mbers, his voice booming like a great bell, making their eardrums ache.
"Since you bastards hurt this monster's children, you'd better be prepared to pay the price!!!"
"Roar—!!!"
Makarov swung his arm violently, and dozens of Phantom Lord mbers in the vicinity were swept away like ragdolls.
"Too... too strong. He's scarier than an entire army..."
"These people are incredibly strong; they're not even on the sa level..."
"Is this what Fairy Tail Wizards are like?!"
Phantom Lord's defensive line completely collapsed at the mont of Makarov's outburst.
Fear spread like a plague. The Phantom Lord mbers who were just shouting about teaching Fairy Tail a lesson now only wanted to stay far away from this place of trouble.
Seeing this, the morale of the Fairy Tail mbers soared, and the battle turned into a one-sided rout.
However, Makarov was in no mood to continue wasting ti with these small fry.
"Jose!!!" his roar resounded throughout the guild. "Get out here!!!"
The sound waves rolled, causing the entire building to tremble incessantly.
However, no matter how much Makarov shouted, Jose did not appear.
Seeing this, he also lost his patience. With a cold snort, his giant-like form returned to normal, but the magical fluctuations on his body did not weaken in the slightest.
"Erza, Ron, I'll leave things here to you. Jose is likely on the top floor. I'm going to finish him off!"
As he spoke, Makarov directly ignored the surrounding crowd. Anyone who dared to approach him was dealt with in a single punch.
Not a single person could stop him for even a mont.
As he stepped toward the top floor, the entire Phantom Lord Guild building trembled under his overwhelming magical power, as if it could collapse at any mont.
Ron saw this and said, "Erza, keep an eye on everyone. I'll follow him to make sure the old man doesn't run into any trouble."
Although they had arrived early this ti, Ron wasn't sure if Jose had already set everything up, so he thought it best to follow and keep watch.
Erza looked at Ron's back as he ran off after speaking and shook her head helplessly.
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