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Chapter 162 Steel Flame Dragon! The Perfect Fusion of a Dragon Slayer Mage!
Chapter 162 Steel Flame Dragon! The Perfect Fusion of a Dragon Slayer Mage!
While Mira and the Dark Magician Girl were fighting Laxus in Mystogan, they were heading to the eastern forest when, unsurprisingly, they encountered Freed and the Dark Magician blocking their way in the countryside.
A gentle breeze stirred up a thin layer of dust, causing the hems of the clothes of the four people gazing at each other from a distance to flutter.
"Stop, Fried. Quite a few people are already injured and need to be treated as soon as possible."
Mira spoke up, trying to persuade her, "You're not the kind of person who would hurt your comrades, and you should know that this civil war is pointless, right?"
Upon hearing this, a fleeting look of hesitation crossed Fried's eyes, but he quickly gripped the rapier in his hand.
"I am very sorry about this, but Laxus's will is my will, and I will resolutely carry out whatever Laxus wants to do, no matter what."
"This takes priority over the guild leader and everyone else in the guild, so I'm sorry, Mirafrid." She raised her rapier, aiming it at Mira, her expression resolute and unwavering. "If you want to leave here, defeat me first!"
As the personal cat of the Dragon Slayer Mage (not really), he is Laxus's most steadfast supporter, and in some ways, his relationship with Happy is even closer than that with Natsu.
"In that case, I guess I'll just have to let you calm down first."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mira's eyes narrowed, and a terrifying dark purple magic power erupted from her body. Her elegant wine-red dress swayed violently, transforming once again into the oppressive Satanic Soul Attire.
Fried swung his sword to inscribe forbidden dark runes on his body, while glancing sideways at the dark mage beside him with his arms crossed.
The dark mage instantly understood, twirling his staff and releasing an equivalent magical aura.
"I don't know how Green Hairy convinced you, but you stinky master, your opponent is me!"
The Dark Magician Girl stepped forward, her body also glowing with a pink light, exuding an imposing aura.
The dark mage narrowed his eyes and quickly noticed the source of his foolish apprentice's confidence—a dark brown magic book was floating beside her.
Those were their master and apprentice's exclusive magic cards, spellbooks, which increased their maximum magic power and magical strength.
Judging solely from the increase in the card's stats, the Dark Magician Girl equipped with this magic card has already surpassed the Dark Magician!
"Battles between mages are not just about the strength of magic, my foolish apprentice." The dark mage remained calm.
"We're on opposing sides now, so let's not preach at a time like this!"
The dark magician girl puffed out her cheeks angrily, her pink staff glowing brightly as she launched the first attack.
At the same time that the battle between master and disciple began, the demon Mira and Dark Fried also clashed, engaging in fierce and high-speed hand-to-hand combat in the air.
Bang bang bang!
The clashes between magic spells exploded one after another in this sparsely populated area.
The booming sounds echoed throughout the suburbs, and even residents in the city noticed the heart-pounding noise in the sky, praising Fairy Tail for having so many fireworks displays this year.
The lightning crystal suspended above is naturally considered a type of firework.
To be honest, under Chess's "training," these people's hearts are truly strong—Fairy Tail guild.
Makarov sat panting in a chair, next to a bottle of heart medication.
Just now, Levy successfully rewrote Freed's spell. The old man had originally planned to rush out into the world like Nazgajeel and teach that unfilial grandson Laxus a good lesson.
Unexpectedly, the excessive excitement and agitation worsened his condition. Although it was not serious enough to be life-threatening, it was no longer possible for him to join the civil war.
"Guild Master, please stay in the guild with peace of mind. Even if Natsu and Gajeel fail, Chess will definitely not stand idly by!" Levy comforted her.
"You really have to admit you're getting old."
Makarov sighed heavily and then asked, "How is Biska?"
Just now, Bisca tried to shoot down the lightning crystal in the air with a sniper rifle, but was hit by a backlash and stunned by the lightning that followed.
It's simply unrealistic to destroy the Thunder Palace, which consists of as many as 300 individual units, using conventional methods!
"There is no danger to his life, but he may need to rest for a while."
Recalling what she had witnessed on the guild rooftop, Levy clenched her fists at her sides, her gaze dimming as she said, "Laxus... he really went too far this time!"
"I'm sorry, Levy, I frightened you. It's all my fault for spoiling Laxus too much—"
"No! It's not your fault, President!"
Over at the abandoned factory, Chase sat cross-legged on the duelist platform, his eyes slightly narrowed, quietly waiting for the next challenger.
Since Lucy left after being thoroughly humiliated, no one from the guild has appeared—now only a handful of people remain who are still capable of acting.
Boom!
Suddenly, the factory's tightly closed gate was kicked open.
"Damn it, Chase! Get back to fighting me!!"
Natsu stepped over the fallen door and rushed in, his face beaming with excitement.
However, after looking around, he still couldn't find Chess.
"Strange, could it be that guy isn't here?"
Left with no other option, Natsu ran to the edge of the Duelist Platform, politely asked Chase's retreating figure, "Excuse me, buddy with the crab haircut, have you seen a card player?"
"Before asking such an idiotic question—"
Chase was a little speechless at this guy's naive and clueless personality. He slowly stood up and turned around: "Don't you want to see who I am?"
"Wow, Chase? What a cool hairstyle!"
Natsu was truly stunned, his eyes shining brightly. "Where did you get it cut? I want one too!"
"Mr. Tony's Barber Shop on 6th Street on the south side," Chase replied with a smile.
Having secured his spot, Natsu turned and ran towards the door, only halfway there did he remember why he had come there.
They turned around hastily.
"No! We'll talk about that later. Right now, I'm going to defeat you, then beat Laxus to a pulp and take the championship of this ultimate tournament!"
"That's a good ideal."
Chase brushed the dust off his clothes, held up two fingers, and said, "Like everyone else before, you have two choices to challenge me: fight or beg—"
"I choose to fight!"
Before he could finish speaking, Natsu, his fighting spirit at its peak, charged straight at him with his Fire Dragon Iron Fist!
Chase, who had stood still, smiled and shook his head, calmly extending his right arm.
With a block, a push, and a flick, Natsu, who had rushed close, was sent flying like a rag doll, crashing heavily into a pile of abandoned steel in the distance, where he lay down peacefully asleep with his neck tilted to the side.
"I just can't do anything with you, so here we go!"
"It's over!" Abba Green, who was tied up in the corner and unable to move, took on the role of Lucy.
"Hmph, I told you to develop an action plan first. Now look what you've done! You've utterly embarrassed yourself!"
The sound of leather boots clattering on the ground rang out. Gajeel, who had entered the abandoned factory a step later, arrived next to Natsu and immediately launched into a tirade of mockery and ridicule.
Startled awake, Natsu roared at Gajeel, his mouth full of jagged teeth, "You bastard! Go ahead and try!"
"He just said he had two choices, couldn't you have waited for him to finish?!"
"Only a coward like you would choose an option other than fighting!"
"Damn fire dragon, do you want to die?!"
"Come on! If I can't beat Chase, surely I can beat you, you cowardly piece of scrap metal!"
"Say that again if you dare!!"
As they argued, the two men, still seething with anger, bumped foreheads together, looking ready to roll up their sleeves and get down to business.
Abba Green's lips twitched incessantly: How stupid of me, I was actually worried that Chase would be won over by these two.
"What are you guys doing here? If you want to fight, go outside." Chase yawned slowly.
"Mind your own business!" Natsu turned and went back.
Gajeel, on the other hand, became much calmer after being interrupted like this.
"Feed the fire dragon. Put aside personal grudges for now. Completing the task assigned by the guild leader is the most important thing."
"Neither you nor I are a match for this monster."
He raised his gaze to Chess on the duelist platform, a smile playing on his lips. "How about it, want to team up?"
"Huh? Team up? Didn't you say this sky doesn't need two dragons?" Natsu curled his lip in disdain. "That's what Blue Cat said! Although I think so too."
Gajeel clenched his right fist, his magical power rising rapidly with his fighting spirit. "But if the opponent is a 'god,' it would be reasonable to make a slight concession, wouldn't it?"
During his time at the guild's Iron Grinding Hall, Mira and the others mentioned that Chess could use God-Slaying Magic, which was even rarer than Dragon Slayer Magic.
Looking at Chess standing proudly on the field, Natsu clenched his fists and accepted his proposal: "Let's make it clear beforehand, this is a one-time thing."
"Of course, we'll have to settle things between us sooner or later!"
As soon as they finished speaking, the two took a deep breath and simultaneously unleashed their full magical power.
A blue storm and a red storm swept out, filling the entire abandoned factory!
Just as Natsu and Gajeel, whose auras had reached their peak, took a step forward, ready to launch their attack, the magical power they unleashed suddenly swayed, as if drawn by some kind of energy field, and swirled towards the center.
A dazzling magic circle appeared beneath their feet, with intersecting lights outlining the patterns on the magic cards.
"Seeing how much you're bothered by the two dragons, I'll help you out a little."
Chase smiled and flipped the card between his fingers—it was Fusion!
The Ice Flame Dragon, formed by the fusion of Natsu and Gray, whose magical attributes are completely opposite, was already amazing enough, reaching the level of an S-class mage in Fairy Tail.
What if it were Natsu and Gajeel, who are both Dragon Slayers?
Chess had had this idea since Gajeel joined the guild, but he had never found a suitable opportunity.
Now that Laxus has started a civil war, and Natsu and Gajeel are both present, it's natural to test the limits of fusion!
"Wait, wait, I don't want to merge with this guy!!!"
Natsu was startled when he felt the familiar twisting sensations beginning to appear in his body, and he struggled violently.
"What?! A fusion?! Me and that damn fire dragon?!" Gajeel, who was still experiencing this for the first time, screamed in terror.
However, faced with absolute magic, their resistance was destined to be futile.
The fusion force forcibly pulled the two into the center of the chaotic vortex, and a dazzling white light instantly illuminated the entire scene!
"Hey, what happened?"
Abba Green's pupils contracted as she stared incredulously at the massive figure standing in the depths of the fading white light.
The strange man had long, thick hair with alternating black and pink hues. His eyebrows and nose were studded with the same iron nails as Gajeel's. Natsu's scarf was wrapped around his neck, and the hem of his mixed-color clothes fluttered in the wind. His left and right arms were marked with strangely symmetrical Fairy Tail crests.
He stood tall and straight, with sharp eyes. Just by standing there, you could clearly feel the aura of an incredibly refined and composed powerhouse!
"Ugh! It's so hot! Did someone turn on the heating? How can it be so hot!"
Najiru punched himself in the left cheek with a backhand, "You bastard, get your body temperature back on track!"
"Isn't it normal to be hot? Also, this stiff feeling all over my body is so uncomfortable!"
He had just punched the left cheek when he raised his right fist and punched the right cheek.
"How can an Iron Dragon Slayer's body not be tough! Damn it! If the temperature goes up any further, it'll melt!!"
Thump! Thump! Thump!
His cool demeanor lasted only three seconds. Amidst a chorus of angry curses, Najiru started fighting with his left and right hands on the spot, creating a rather comical scene.
"So that's how it is. This is your scheme. You really are a vicious man." Abba Greene looked up at Chase, her eyes filled with fear.
With just one magic card, they completely rendered two Dragon Slayer Mages unable to fight!
Seeing Najiru rolling around on the ground after the fight, Chase couldn't keep his composure and didn't have time to talk to Abbagrim at all.
That shouldn't be the case. They're both Dragon Slayer Mages, shouldn't their compatibility be even more perfect after fusion?
Even if the personalities of the fusion materials are incompatible, it is unlikely that this situation would occur—the Ice Flame Dragon's previous outstanding performance is enough to prove it!
Could it be that—
Suddenly, Chess's eyes lit up as he realized a possibility.
This is a crimson space where scorching lava flows everywhere, and volcanoes are erupting all around.
A wisp of cyan light burst into this area, which resembled a living hell, reaching its deepest point.
"No offense intended, but I never expected to meet you in this way, Fire Dragon King—." The blue light hovered above the magma, its voice deep.
In the intense firelight, a pair of incredibly imposing dragon eyes slowly opened: "Long time no see, Medalicana."
"So, what exactly is the situation now?" Iron Dragon Medalicana asked in a deep voice.
Until just now, it had been dormant, and I don't understand how it suddenly appeared here.
"As you can see, your child and my child have temporarily merged together." Igunir's breath was sizzling with heat.
Having witnessed Natsu's fusion with Gray, it knew very well that this was Chess's doing.
"Human magic has developed to this extent?!" Medalicana was somewhat surprised.
"No, that should be a unique ability of that man."
Igniel raised his head slightly and looked at Chess outside through Nagir's vision. "Just now, I also sensed a dragon's aura on him that even I feared."
"Even you fear the aura of a dragon? Could it be Acnologia?"
"Perhaps it's even more advanced than Acnologia—"
At this point, Igniel's expression became extremely serious. "God!"
"God? How is that possible! How could something like that appear in a human?!" Medalicana was dumbfounded.
As the dragon that ruled the previous era, it had heard rumors about gods, but had never seen them.
All I know are those forbidden and terrifying beings, possessing unparalleled power, capable of destroying the world in the blink of an eye.
"I'm not entirely sure either, but if it's true, the chances of defeating Acnologia will greatly increase!"
Seeing that Medalicana wanted to continue asking questions, Igunir, who had been woken up, impatiently yelled, "That's enough!"
This is just my guess, get lost!
That old Deng is so inexplicable!
Although Medalicana was extremely annoyed, he suppressed his temper and slunk away from the magma space, remembering that the other party was the incredibly powerful Fire Dragon King.
As the two dragons finished their conversation, Najiru's discomfort outside vanished.
Instead, a fierce magic that blends perfectly and rises steadily!
"Oh my god! They're back to life!!"
"Are you ready to get beaten to a pulp by Steel Flame Dragon, you bastard Chase!"