Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

It was still a cave on one side, but this time it was a fighting cave, with a magic restraint that only one team could pass through.

Gajeel protected Levi in ​​front of him, constantly resisting the attacks of Bigusro babies in the sky.

On the ground, Freed kept waving his sword to force Gajeel's figure.

"Damn it" There was another round of sword and iron clashes, and Gajeel retreated with some teeth gritted.

"How can the Thunder Gods be so strong." Gajeel seemed a little incredible.

"Hehehahaha, Gajeel, it's a pity that we didn't take action when you were still a ghost." Bigusro stood in the air and said with ease.

"Be careful, Gajeel, Laxus's Thunder Gods are really strong, especially the captain Freed, who was called the S-level in the guild by Erza," Levi reminded on the side.

At this moment, Freed stood with a sword, with his green long hair in the shape of lightning fluttering, obviously not using his full strength.

"Hehe, hahaha, you don't even need Freed to do anything in this state, I can handle you by myself!"

"Line formation!" Bigusro commanded the soul dolls to form a straight line

"Ah? Do you think I've done my best?" Gajeel dodged, and then Gajeel's iron magic burst out.

His skin quickly turned into hard steel, and the scales of an iron dragon gradually appeared on his body.

Gajeel showed a confident smile and rushed towards Bigusro's soul dolls.

"Do you think such a small thing can stop me? Look, what is a real iron dragon!" Gajeel roared, stomped his feet hard, and the ground shook. His arm instantly transformed into a huge iron rod.

"Iron Dragon Rod!" Gajeel's arm swept out like a whirlwind, and the powerful force smashed the soul dolls to pieces, and Bigusro was also shocked back.

Bigusro looked at Gajeel's changes in surprise, obviously not expecting him to burst out with such a powerful force.

"Iron Dragon Spear!" Gajeel didn't give Bigusro a chance to react, and quickly transformed his right leg into a spear, pointing it directly at Bigusro.

His movements were as fast as lightning, and the spear drew a silver arc in the air, piercing directly into Bigusro's abdomen.

"How is it possible!" Bigusro's face changed drastically, and it was too late to dodge.

Gajeel's Iron Dragon Spear was accurate and fierce, instantly hitting Bigusro's body, nailing him hard to the wall of the cave, and shaking the surroundings of the cave slightly.

"Hahaha! You really underestimated me, Bigusro!" Gajeel laughed, obviously proud of his previous attack.

"Damn..." Bigusro barely stood up, with an unwilling look on his face, and was about to attack again.

At this moment, Fried finally spoke.

He walked forward slowly, with a look of cold admiration and a hint of sarcasm, "You are worthy of being the Iron Dragon of the former Phantom, Gajeel."

Hearing this, Gajeel's expression changed instantly, and he stopped smiling, with a look of loneliness.

"Shut up, Freed! Gajeel is already our companion!" Rebecca retorted angrily, with dissatisfaction in her eyes.

"Be quiet, little guy," Gajeel's tone was full of pampering and confidence

"You just need to stand behind me and watch me defeat him quietly."

"Ahhh, you are really..." Rebecca was a little helpless after hearing this, but there was a look of worry on her face.

Gajeel turned his head to look at Freed, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, "Oh? Are you finally going to take action yourself?"

"Yes, I heard that you and Natsu were in a close fight at that time." Freed said calmly, with a barely perceptible light flashing in his eyes.

His figure was gradually shrouded in dense darkness, and he entered the "Spell·Darkness" mode.

At this moment, Fried's momentum suddenly increased, as if the air in the entire cave had solidified.

"Come on, let me see your strength, the so-called Iron Dragon." Fried's voice was low and powerful, with endless coldness in his eyes. Obviously, he had not forgotten Gajeel's crime of attacking the guild.

"Bigusro, don't make a move, I'm enough." Fried did not hide his contempt for Gajeel. As his voice fell, his body gradually turned into a dark form like a demon, and the long sword in his hand flashed an ominous black light.

"Just what I want!" Gajeel did not show any weakness and rushed up immediately. Gajeel's iron dragon scales shone with a cold metallic luster.

He rushed towards Fried without hesitation, and his iron fist hit Fried with heavy force.

The two people's strength clashed in the air, making a deafening noise.

Fried sneered and quicklyHe took a few steps back to avoid Gajeel's attack, and his long sword drew a dark arc in the air.

"Dark words: severe pain!" He whispered a spell, and flashing words appeared on the long sword, and then slashed at Gajeel.

Gajeel tried to block the attack, but the dark words on the long sword instantly penetrated into his body, and an unbearable pain came over him.

He groaned, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Damn ritual magic..." Gajeel gritted his teeth, holding back the pain, and his body instantly turned into iron, trying to resist the erosion of the dark words.

"Iron dragon's steel fist!" Gajeel roared and swung a heavy punch, his fist covered with heavy iron scales, and hit Fried's chest with overwhelming force.

Fried had a blank expression on his face, spread his wings, and quickly flew up to avoid Gajeel's attack, then he circled in the air, and the long sword swung out a dark sword light again.

"Jueying!" His body instantly turned into a dark shadow, quickly approaching Gajeel and attacking from behind.

Gajeel sensed the threat from behind and turned around quickly, but Freed was too fast, and the dark sword light cut a deep scar on his back.

Gajeel groaned, blood flowed from the wound, but his eyes ignited a stronger fighting spirit.

"Gajeel!" Leibi looked at the side anxiously, but she couldn't make a move. She understood that this was Gajeel's chance to prove himself to his guild companions.

"Is that the extent of it? Humph, I don't know where you got the courage to come and provoke our guild at that time," Freed mocked lightly.

"You haven't won yet!" Gajeel growled, his arm quickly transformed into a spear, and stabbed at Freed fiercely.

A cold light flashed in Freed's eyes, and the long sword in his hand attacked again.

"Dark breath!" He swung the long sword suddenly, and a dark vortex gushed out from the sword tip, hitting Gajeel's spear directly.

The two forces collided in the air, darkness and steel clashed fiercely, and the air around them seemed to be torn apart.

Gajeel's Iron Dragon Spear was slightly at a disadvantage under the impact of the dark vortex, but he refused to give up, gritted his teeth, and pushed forward with all his strength.

"Iron Dragon Spear Ghost Firewood!" Gajeel roared, turned his spear suddenly, and quickly fired several sharp spear shadows, each of which was heavy with iron power, crushing Fried's dark vortex point by point.

Fried retreated calmly, and his hands quickly gathered dark magic power, preparing to launch a stronger attack.

"Dark Light Bullet!" He roared, and a huge dark light bullet condensed between his hands, blasting towards Gajeel with the power to destroy everything.

A trace of determination flashed in Gajeel's eyes. He did not retreat, but rushed towards the light bullet.

The iron scales on his body began to flash a more dazzling metallic light.

"The roar of the iron dragon!" Gajeel opened his mouth and spit out a whirlwind of silver iron sheets, which collided head-on with Freed's dark light bullet.

The huge explosion sounded throughout the cave, and the shock wave cracked the surrounding stone walls into countless cracks, and stones kept falling.

The figures of Gajeel and Freed were shrouded in the smoke and dust of the explosion, making it difficult to see clearly.

When the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, Gajeel's figure was already shaky, and the iron dragon scales on his body were eroded by the power of darkness and shattered, and blood flowed from multiple wounds.

And Freed still stood steadily. Although his robes were a little damaged, his cold eyes still flashed with the light of victory.

"You are strong, Gajeel, but this still cannot change the crime of you trying to attack Levi and others. Do you think you are done pretending to be a good person now!?" Freed said with a cold expression but an excited voice.

The long sword in his hand swung out again, and a dark sword light hit Gajeel's chest, knocking him to the ground completely.

Gajeel fell heavily to the ground, his consciousness gradually blurred, and the power of darkness seemed to devour his last bit of strength.

"This is the end you deserve, the iron dragon of the former Phantom." Fried whispered, put away the long sword, and stared coldly at Gajeel's falling figure.

"Gajeel!!" Levi couldn't hold it back anymore, tears burst out of her eyes, and condensed magic with her right hand, trying to block Fried forward.

"Stop!! Little guy, you stay behind!! I haven't lost yet!!" Gajeel's voice was hoarse but firm. Although he was shaky, he still stood up.

"Huh?" Fried looked at Gajeel's body, which was already full of scars, with some surprise, "Your body has no chance of winning, stupid guy."

"I know... If Mr. Hal hadn't appeared in time, I might really have put the person standing in front of me.The little guy behind him was beaten up as an enemy.

At that time, I was that kind of scum... I know very well how hateful I was. "Gajeel laughed at himself, but a determined light ignited in his eyes.

"But, Freed!!! I am no longer the Iron Dragon of Spectre! Now I am the Iron Dragon of Fairy Tail!!!" Gajeel growled, and deeper magic power surged in his body. The strong green light made his iron dragon scales shine.

"How is it possible? ! With such injuries, you can still release such powerful magic power?" Freed looked at Gajeel in astonishment, his face changed slightly.

"Infernal Devil! Iron Dragon Sword!! "Gajeel's right hand suddenly condensed a giant sword shining with a cold green light, and with fierce power, it swept towards Fried fiercely.

Fried had never thought that Gajeel still had the strength to fight back. The next moment, his body was hit by a dragon, and he was hit hard and fell to the ground.

Gajeel looked at the fallen Fried, barely raised a bitter smile, and then he could no longer hold on, his legs softened, and he lost consciousness.

In this battle, Gajeel broke the prejudice that enveloped him with his fearless determination.

After an unknown amount of time, Gajeel woke up slowly on Levi's legs, and what came into view was the broken cave battlefield around him.

Fried and Bigusro had long disappeared, leaving only silence.

"Gajeel! "Levy saw him wake up and immediately hugged his head tightly, tears kept falling from her cheeks and dripping on Gajeel's face.

"Little guy, I told you... you just need to stand quietly behind me..." Seeing this, Gajeel smiled weakly, but his voice gradually became low.

"Asshole! Why are you so messy? If everyone doesn't like you, you can slowly integrate into the world, why are you so extreme!" Levy couldn't help but scolded with tears in her voice, tears kept flowing.

"I... I'm an asshole, I don't know how to make others like me." Gajeel spoke with difficulty, his tone full of helplessness and regret.

His thoughts couldn't help but return to that night, on the streets of Magnolia, Hal's cold eyes were like a sharp blade, deeply piercing his heart.

Levy looked at him, tears blurred her vision, but her voice was unusually firm: "You big asshole! I like you!"

Her voice echoed in the cave, with a strong sense of true love and uncontrollable emotional catharsis.