Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

On the beach, Hal had completely lost his human form.

The life magic and dragon-killing magic of the earth that he was proud of dissipated in his body, leaving only the dark death power in his left hand.

The originally indestructible defense and amazing life recovery power were no longer there. Now he seemed to have turned into a black shadow.

His whole body was surrounded by twisted black death magic, and the air seemed to freeze.

"What kind of power is this? It doesn't even look like magic..." Pricht murmured, revealing a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

Just before he finished speaking, Hal's figure suddenly disappeared from his sight.

"What? Where are the people?!" Pricht looked around nervously, feeling a piercing chill on the back of his neck, as if freezing his nerves.

"Behind me?" Pricht turned around suddenly and tried to fight back, but every blow missed, and Hal's figure was as fast as a ghost and unpredictable.

"Damn, how could he change so fast?" Prisit's heartbeat quickened, and cold sweat broke out.

"This power... is similar to Jellal's..." Prisit whispered to himself, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

Hal smiled coldly, and his voice seemed to come from all directions, with a suffocating sense of oppression: "You know, my left hand... It's very magical, just a light touch is enough."

"Look."

"What?" Prisit's pupils suddenly contracted, and then he felt that the vitality in his body was being sucked away continuously.

Even if there was a heart in the battleship to provide him with magic power, it was just a drop in the bucket at this time.

For the first time in decades, he truly felt the approach of death.

Hal's voice became more hoarse and cold, as if it slowly seeped out from the depths of darkness: "My left hand is a magic that absorbs vitality."

Prisit breathed rapidly, and felt that the strength of his whole body was rapidly draining away, as if swallowed by the invisible darkness.

"And my right hand," Hal continued, "is the magic that gives life."

Before he finished speaking, Pricht's heart suddenly sank, as if he realized something more terrifying.

"What's more," Hal said with a hint of cruel teasing in his voice, "I am also a user of earth dragon magic, controlling the most destructive dragon-killing magic."

"This is my power - my three holy magics." Hal said softly, with an absolute sense of control,

"I have three kinds of magic, which can exist at the same time, or I can completely integrate one of them into myself, strengthen my magic power, and give it different attributes."

"You will never be able to defeat me." Hal said coldly, his tone full of absolute confidence and oppression.

At this time, Pricht's pupils suddenly dilated, as if he saw some extreme horror in Hal.

Although he tried to speak, his throat seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

"In your body...in your body..." Pricht struggled to say the last words, "There is a god..."

However, before he could finish his words, the magic power in his body had been completely sucked out, and his vitality was quickly lost.

The once powerful old man finally fell down powerlessly, looking as if he was withered.

The heart inside the black battleship also dimmed and became extremely weak.

"Finally fell down." Hal returned to his original form, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled, "Don't worry, second generation, I won't kill you, I have to ask the old man for instructions."

Seeing Pricht fall, everyone gathered around and celebrated the victory happily.

"Hal! You are so awesome! What was that just now? Did you also eat his dark magic?" Natsu was so excited that his face flushed, staring at him with bright eyes.

"Hal, you looked so scary just now!" Habby said with a scared face.

"Not a bad form, try to fight me next time." Laxus raised his eyebrows, his tone full of fighting desire.

The other members of the guild also cheered: "We won!"

In the distance, Mira watched the scene quietly with gentle eyes, with a relaxed smile on her face.

Hal also looked at her gently, feeling full of happiness in his heart.

However, Hal did not notice that in the forest deep in Tianlang Island, a black-haired boy suddenly woke up from his dream, his eyes full of panic and anxiety.

"God Anxeram?!" The boy shouted in horror, his eyes piercing through the dense forest and looking at Hal in the distance.

He saw Hal's face full of a happy smile, saw him celebrating the victory with his companions around him, and saw Mira staring at him quietly.

"Who are you... Why can you be so happy under his gaze? Why can you still love someone..." The boy's voice was trembling, his eyes wereThe forest was filled with incomprehensible doubts and jealousy.

"Who are you!" The black-haired boy's voice was filled with endless resentment and anger.

With this roar, in just a moment, the originally vibrant forest seemed to lose all its vitality in an instant.

The green trees began to wither, the grass quickly withered, the water flow of the river stagnated, and the plants and mountains fell into death.

The withered yellow leaves fell quietly, and the breath of death filled the air.

Only the boy's terrifying red pupils were still bright and deep, full of destruction and hatred, staring at Hal's direction, as if to devour him completely.