Marvel's Magic Master

“It’s useless, I tried many methods to no avail.

Mebis, you can't do it either. Maybe only Natsu can do it. He is the strongest demon I created.

So, I'm sorry, I can only ask these magicians in your guild to... go to hell. "

After saying that, he stood up directly, then turned and walked towards the back of the palace, ignoring Mavis's shouting.

"I'm tired. Kill everyone except Natsu, and then send their bodies back to the Eastern Continent along with Natsu. That's it!"

The appearance of Mavis shook his mood, so he could no longer stay here.

He had to keep his cold heart and seal all his love so that the curse would not break out and he could continue with his next plan.

"Damn, that's actually the reason."

After hearing the conversation between Zeref and Mavis, George finally figured out what was going on.

After doing this for a long time, Zeref wanted to stimulate Natsu by killing them, making Natsu grow in hatred, and then kill himself to lift the curse.

This is really a crazy idea.

It's not that it can't be done. Since Natsu is the strongest demon and has the power of a dragon, and you are proficient in so many magics and are immortal, you can cultivate it slowly if you have time.

Why do you have to do such an extreme thing?

He must have been cursed for so many years and is not mentally normal anymore.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Upon hearing Zeref's order, the Twelve Shields of the Saint Protector all saluted respectfully, but after Zeref left, they looked at each other in confusion.

Because they didn't know until now that their Majesty had been begging for death.

"Let me tell you, you don't want your Majesty to die, right?

So I thought maybe we could do some more coaxing. "

George saw something in the expression of the Twelve Shields of the Saints, and suggested.

Zeref wanted to die, but it was obvious that his people didn't want to.

If they were ordered to kill them and let Natsu kill Zeref when he grew up in the future, this would not be the outcome these people wanted.

So there is still talk.

"No need to persuade me, as long as I kill this Natsu as well, that's all."

Racade, who was rescued by the Magic King, stood up again.

"The strongest demon, I am the strongest demon created by my father!"

"That makes sense. I'll take action. When the time comes, I'll say that I didn't control the power well and accidentally killed him. Anyway, I often do this kind of thing."

The Desert King obviously agreed with Racade's idea.

The remaining members of the Twelve Shields of the Saints did not speak, but one could tell by their expressions that they acquiesced.

Even if they disobeyed Zeref's orders, they would not let Zeref die at the hands of Natsu in the future.

As for all this, Zeref, who had already left the palace, had already expected it.

"Natsu, how can you grow without experiencing true despair? If you really die while growing, then I can only use the last resort."

He knew that the Twelve Shields of the Saints would not let Natsu go, but this was the effect he wanted.

If Natsu can survive this battle, he will definitely grow tremendously, and the hatred in the heart of those dead companions will also make Natsu stronger.

Only in this way is it possible to kill him.

If he doesn't survive, then this method won't work. He can only attack the Eastern Continent, fuse the goblin's heart, and go back to the past to rewrite history.

"Well, this president actually prefers to speak with strength. It is rare that he wants to solve the problem through peace. If you insist on this, then let's fight!"

When things have reached this point, it's useless to say anything.

As expected, Mouth Escape usually only works after being convinced first.

"Change somewhere!"

George lightly stamped his foot, and the glass-like marble floor of the entire palace softened instantly, sucking everyone into the mirror world.

"If you attack directly in the palace, you may hurt many ordinary people in the capital. If you fight in this space, you don't have so many worries."

Of course, he was not afraid of hurting ordinary people in the capital, but he was just worried that in a short battle, so many dragon-slayer wizards would not attract the black dragon.

Zeref and the Twelve Shields of the Saint Protector, he felt a little confident, but it was hard to say with the black dragon.

“It’s such a unnecessary move, do you really think you can cause harm to the capital just by yourself?

Without them taking action, I alone can destroy you all. "

The Desert King didn't appreciate George's words, but he didn't object, and the same was true for the others.

"As a person, do you really mean what you say?"

George, who originally planned to reveal his dragon body and start fucking, immediately changed his mind when he heard what the Desert King said.

Next to him, the first-generation Mavis quietly said to George:

"George, I think it's better for us to retreat now. Even if we can win one, there are still eleven more behind us."

Mabis, who has the title of fairy strategist, knows very well that this battle will be lost.

The strength of each of the twelve people in front of me is extraordinary, far beyond what the current guild's magicians can defeat.

Even if George is powerful, how many can he defeat?

If you wait until the end to evacuate, there will inevitably be casualties. It is better to evacuate quickly while everyone is still uninjured and in the best condition.

"President Mavis, it's okay. I know it. This is a rare opportunity."

George waved his hand and gave Mavis a reassuring look.

Indeed, with the current strength of the guild wizards, if they leave him out, they can't beat the Holy Twelve Shields even if they join forces. They are not at the same level of combat power.

But if they only deal with one or two, there is still a chance.

Especially for someone like Natsu, who has great potential in his body. The more dangerous it is, the more he can burst out extraordinary, and he is very resilient.

Since the opponent does not intend to rush in, but is very arrogant and thinks that one person can deal with all of them.

Then he just goes with the flow and takes these Holy Twelve Shields wizards as targets, and trains and increases their strength one by one.

He can treat serious injuries and replenish mana when there is no mana.

You know, when he first appeared, he was famous for his auxiliary ability.

No matter how many he can defeat in the end, after this battle, the strength of the guild wizards will definitely be improved.

When the opponent reacts and rushes in, it will not be too late for him to take action.

It's not that he is arrogant. In his situation, as long as he doesn't encounter an enemy who is much stronger than him, he can be defeated in a short time. The number is meaningless.

Because his magic power can basically be said to be infinite, and his physical physique can be infinitely restored with magic power.

He can fight for thousands of years without any problem.

When he faced Jellal just now, his intuition told him that Jellal's strength should not be much stronger than when he burst out with all his strength.

The key is that now Jellal, the biggest threat, is gone.

"I, the Desert King, keep my word. None of you will make a move in a while. I will bury them all in my desert."

The Desert King was covered with sand, and his face was full of arrogance.

"Okay, you have guts!"

George made a big cat paw gesture to the Desert King.