Zancro has never encountered such a difficult opponent. The power of the Fire God-Destroying Magic cannot be exerted, which makes the manic desire for destruction in his heart continue to accumulate. Looking at his expression, he may soon explode with anger.

.

"Smelly old man! Go to hell!"

!”

There was a roar, followed by an overwhelming black flame attack.

"Burn it! Burn it!

Burn it!

!”

The originally everlasting flame could no longer ignite once it was trapped by the white cage. Although Zancro's face was anxious and annoyed, he was constantly thinking about ways to crack it in his heart.

'The magic doesn't work. No, it should be said that it is restrained. How should I fight it? Think about it carefully. I remember the president said something similar. Once the magic is restrained, what should... be done?'

Zancro thought about it for a long time and didn't expect it. He angrily took out the stone under his feet and kicked out his right foot with black flames. The stone shattered with a sound and was burned to ashes by the flames: "Damn it! If I had known better then, I would have been careful.

Listen to it!”

"Good opportunity!"

Seeing that his opponent was distracted, Grandoma did not miss the opportunity to attack. He raised the snake-headed magic wand high, injecting the not-so-surging holy magic into it. Through the special magic circle carved by the magic prop blacksmith, it absorbed the blessing of magic particles in nature.

The magic of the cage in your hand.

"Magic Cage!"

"Spiritual prison!"

"Space cage!"

The ferocious snake mouth spat out three white arrows at the same time, like the Milky Way pouring from the nine heavens, like the sunlight thrown from the sky, from above, from the left, and directly in front, carrying great power, attacking Zankro.

Siluke

The first one imprisoned his magic power, preventing him from using the black flame magic that burned everything; the second one blocked his thoughts, making him unable to continue thinking, and reduced him to a helpless lamb; the last one completely sealed the space around him

, trapping him in the white light prison. Once he is hit by this trick, it is almost impossible to escape.

Grondoma was able to gain the respect of countless people in the Senate with a cage magic, relying on these three tricks. When he was young, he used these magic to arrest an entire dark guild single-handedly. It can be said that he was detaining illegals.

In terms of molecules, he considered himself second in the Senate, and no one dared to claim to be first.

On the opposite side, Zancro's patience reached the critical point, he no longer held back, and the magic power surged wildly in his body. Soon, a gloomy and dark aura emerged from his body.

Snap!

The two palms struck each other, the magic of the left and right hands merged together, and he used his most powerful move: "The Fire God's Dinner!"

"

The attack range of this move is very wide, and it will block all three magic attacks coming from different directions; its attack power is also very strong, and it is not at the same level as the previously created flame weapons, which are just like "wailing"

The moves are comparable; in addition, the opponent this time is not a cage that directly seals magic, and the power of God-destroying magic has not been reduced, so it is easy to block the three attacks of Grandoma, and even has the tendency to swallow it up.

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The black flames burned blazingly and soon burned away the three holy white cage magics!

"How could it be...that I actually burned away my magic..."

He was proud that his unmatched move was cracked for the first time. Gulan was greatly surprised. He was frightened and anxious. For a moment, he was stunned and forgot to continue attacking.

But the opponent will not miss this opportunity.

Zancro's hands turned into claws, and black flames wrapped around them as if alive. At the same time, the properties of the flames changed rapidly, and soon they condensed into two pairs of sharp gloves that were three feet wide, one meter long, and as sharp as wolf claws in his hands;

There are similar claw suits on his feet, and with his messy golden hair, he looks like a prairie lion spitting out black flames.

Whoosh!

Just hearing a sharp sound breaking through the air, Zancrow's figure disappeared from the place.

"Disappeared?!" Hearing the sound, Gulan suddenly came back to his senses, but there was no trace of his opponent in front of him, and he couldn't help but be wary, "Where have you gone?"

The next moment, the blond lion appeared behind him, his black claws clenching!

"Uh-huh!"

A strong move pierced Gulan's cloak and drew three bloody marks on Gulan's back. Another strong kick sent the old man flying forward due to the force.

Katcha!

A crisp sound came from inside the body.

Although he wanted to endure the pain in his heart, the deep scars on the bones and the broken bones still made Gulandoma groan. The old body flying in the air was helpless, even the snake-headed magic wand in his hand that had been with him for many years.

Can't hold it.

Boom! Peng!

He stopped flying until he hit a big stone slab, but as soon as he fell down, he was hit directly in the abdomen by another stabbing move.

"Ahem——!"

Zanquero's move was obviously very serious. Gulan's body was penetrated by six bloody holes in the front and back, and his body was covered in blood.

A mouthful of old blood welled up in his throat, causing Gu Lan to cough repeatedly. Finally, he couldn't help but spit it out, but it didn't even touch Zancro's one-meter-long sharp claws, but splashed directly on the ground.

How could an old man in his 60s or 70s, with a beard and a scholar who stayed in his house all year round studying magic theories, stand up to the hard work of a 20-year-old delinquent boy in front of him?

"Damn...damn..."

How is this unreasonable?! What a shame!

Gulan Doma, who was addicted to food, was unwilling and sat on the ground helpless and furious.

"What's wrong, stinky old man?" Zancrow stood in front of him and taunted condescendingly, "Wasn't it crazy just now? I heard that you are an old veteran of the Council, but it turns out that you only have this little ability! Too weak! Too

Weak!"

"In our guild, with your strength, you can't even hold the position of elite vanguard! Hahahahaha!

!”

Seeing Gulan's humiliated and helpless painful expression, Zankro immediately felt relieved. The depression during the battle just now finally had an outlet, but he was still not satisfied, and then stepped on one foot arrogantly.

Gu Lan stood on his head and said: "Does the Senate even accept such a weak person? It's so boring! It disappoints me so much!"

"Such a weak guy, let alone the Senate, the world doesn't need you!

!”

Zancro spoke louder and louder, and finally opened his mouth, took a deep breath, his chest swelled, and then lowered his head, and the God-Destroying Magic was about to come out.

"The roar of the fire god!

"

With a loud shout, he saw that Gulan Doma was about to confess here. Suddenly, a strange magic power came from behind. Zanquero's body stiffened instantly and he could not move. The harvesting trick that he had been preparing for was also defeated.

break.

"What...what's going on?!"

Feeling this strong murderous intent, Zancro's expression suddenly became panicked, because this magic power was far more terrifying than the Grand Doma under his feet.

If Gulan gave him the feeling of Brunotte in a normal state, then this unknown enemy now was Hades in a fighting state. Although they were both oppressive, there was an essential difference between the two.

"Vampire magic can control the blood in your body and make you unable to move!" Haiyin Berrien's figure appeared behind Zancrow, with a serious face, and said calmly, "I didn't expect to see you in such a short time.

Another kind of god-destroying magic, I really don’t know if it’s good luck or bad luck..."

"..."

Fight the winter!

Zancro's body fell down and hit the ground hard. He felt that not only could he not move, but he also felt uncomfortable all over. He was dizzy, unable to breathe, his heart rate was seriously accelerated, and even his internal organs began to hurt. His magic power quickly

It faded away, and the black inflammation of high temperature also dissipated without a trace.

"You...what did you do?!"

Haiyin Berrien walked slowly over and spoke softly: "I'm just taking some of the oxygen out of your blood. Don't worry, you will recover when you get to the prison of the Senate..."

"Are you okay, Speaker Gulan?" Haiyin Berrien took a closer look and frowned, "It looks like you are seriously injured..."

Faced with this injury, Haiyin Berrien directly used his best indirect blood-sucking magic to control the blood flow in Gulandoma's body. This greatly slowed down the bleeding on his body, and even stimulated the wound.

The nearby platelets accelerate the clotting speed of the wound, and the scab forms in less than a minute.

Taking the snake-headed stick picked up by Haiyin Balien, Grondoma stood up with difficulty, panting and thanked: "Fortunately, you arrived in time, Haiyin Balien, thank you very much this time!

"

Hearing his thanks, Haiyin Berrien shook his head and said: "Thanks to Mr. Kira's magic flying carpet this time, otherwise I would not have been able to arrive in time."

Gulan Doma was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I understand!"

At the same time, I thought to myself: 'Although he is still young, it seems that Kira Hopelet is a more mature and steady person than Marklov! I will still be tolerant of Fairy Tail in the future.
Chapter completed!