The forest was silent. No one responded.
Ur shook his head lightly and spoke slowly. "Why bother?"
With that, the magic circle in his hand suddenly flared, and an incredible amount of mana condensed into his palm. Before long, a giant fireball, like a miniature sun, appeared in his hand. Its scorching heat radiated outward, and even from a distance, everyone could sense the terrifying power contained within it.
Under the extreme heat of the fireball, the forest ahead began to warp, the air rippling with unnatural waves.
Ur couldn't help but let a faint smile appear in his eyes.
Without hesitation, he slammed the fireball toward the forest.
Boom!
An instant explosion.
The explosion erupted instantly. The fireball detonated like a bomb in the forest, affecting a radius of roughly ten meters. Ancient trees and dense underbrush alike were incinerated by the searing heat. From the once-quiet forest, dozens of people suddenly burst out, many of them with sparks of fire clinging to their clothes, screaming as they fled.
"Whoa!"
"Help me!"
"That bastard! I'll never forgive him… ugh!!"
Several leaders of the dark guilds looked grim. They had been hiding carefully, and now this lunatic had ruined their plans. Anyone in their position would be unhappy.
Among them, the one with the worst expression was undoubtedly the guild master of the Raven Tail Guild, Ivan Dreyar.
"Fairy Tail…" Looking at Ur's face, Ivan's expression twisted with rage, his teeth clenched as he spat out the words.
"You little brats from the guild… last time you got away, but this time you won't be so lucky."
Ivan's facial structure bore a slight resemblance to Makarov's, especially with his beard on the jaw, clearly inherited from the same lineage. But aside from that, the rest of him could not be compared to Makarov or Laxus. Particularly, his small, wickedly gleaming eyes, combined with a face nearly contorted by rage, made him… hideously ugly.
After Ichiya, this was the second person whose face almost made Ur retch.
"Luck? Ha! Don't flatter yourself. Last time, if it weren't for that sneaky little demon from your guild, do you really think you could have gone up against Erza and the others? If you've got the guts, try finding some helpers this time!" Ur mocked disdainfully.
Ivan was about to retort when his expression suddenly changed. "How do you know Obrar's true identity? What did you do to him?"
Ur sneered. "Guess."
"You bastard! I'll tear you apart!" Ivan was enraged, his mind teetering on the edge of madness.
Ivan had no attachment to the members of his guild; to him, they were mere tools. Yet even among tools, there were differences in value.
Without a doubt, Obra was currently one of the most valuable assets in Ivan's hands. Losing him meant Ivan's grand plans would be significantly delayed.
"Oh! By the way, I also ran into a short, chubby weirdo earlier. He had your guild's mark too, so I took care of him. You're welcome!" Ur squinted, smiling politely.
Ivan froze in shock, then his expression twisted further into a grotesque grin. "Hoho… brat, you've really angered me. You'll regret what you've done. I promise you'll pay!"
The intensity of his emotion made Ivan's face seem completely warped.
"Everyone, attack!" Ivan waved his hand, and the numerous magic users behind him advanced toward Ur.
"You may have defeated Obra and Nullpudding, which is impressive, but so what? You're just one person, while I have hundreds of dark wizards… Hahaha!" Ivan laughed arrogantly.
But before long, a voice rang from behind Ur: "Who said he's alone?"
Swish! Swish! Swish!
In an instant, dozens of figures darted forward. Each emanated considerable magic power, quickly forming a standoff against the dark wizards.
Ivan's expression froze instantly; his laughter was interrupted.
"Hehe… members of the dark guild, we've been waiting for you a long time. We were going to wait for you to appear first, but this young man made the first move. Either way, it's going to be a battle."
A squinty-eyed youth with glasses stepped beside Ur, smiling at the dark mages.
"······"
Ur glanced at him, then at the large guild members near Hitsuya, and were speechless.
As expected.
Everyone from the major guilds was clever. They had probably set this trap long ago, waiting for the dark guilds to appear. If Ur hadn't interfered, Ivan's side would have been in serious trouble… though now it was almost the same.
The appearance of these allies was unexpected for Ur, but not unwelcome.
Ivan gritted his teeth, staring at Ur as if he wanted to devour him whole. "Brat…"
Swish!
Ivan seemed about to say something, but Ur suddenly drew his sword. The power of the Dark Dragon Fang surged fully as he swung it toward Ivan.
With Ur's move, the great battle… had begun!
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