Fairy Tail: I want to summon Baron Nash

The black flames engulfed the tall beast king, but failed to stop its advance.

Elfman burst into flames under Zancrow's shocked eyes and punched him in the chest.

"Uh...ah!"

The sound of bone cracking was heard, and Zancro screamed and vomited blood, flew backwards, and crashed into the crowd.

"Lord Zancrow!"

"Wow!"

"That guy gave Lord Zancrow..."

The minions fell into panic, and the few who remained rational shouted:

"Don't be stunned, come together! Such a powerful magic won't last long!"

"oh!!!"

Everyone swarmed forward and formed a semicircle in front of Elfman, and then became cautious.

Elfman didn't make any extra moves, he just stood there.

His shirt had completely disappeared, and only the damaged trousers were left on his lower body. There were even small black flames hanging on his shoulders, chest, and ankles.

He just stood there, making the minions surrounding him hesitate.

At a certain moment, Elfman suddenly opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of fangs:

"roar!!!!!"

The violent roar sounded like thunder, spreading forward with fierce wind.

"Wow~~~"

The minions surrounding him were blown away so that their clothes were messy, their hats were flying, and their hair was standing on end. A few people at the front even felt their cheeks hurt, as if they could smell the smell of blood in the wind.

"No, it's not magic, just roaring..."

"What on earth is this guy..."

"Weird, monster!"

The sentence "Monster" expressed everyone's thoughts. They fought with each other and retreated unconsciously. In some exaggerated cases, they even fell to the ground.

Elfman didn't look at them again, but turned around and returned to Mal and Vina.

Even though his back was turned to the enemy, even though his body recovered, no one dared to take a step forward.

Elfman put a hand on Mal's shoulder: "Bandage the wound and try to help her stop the bleeding. After rejoining my companions, she might be saved."

Mal was still immersed in the grief of losing her last relative, her eyes were dull: "Such a serious injury, so serious..."

Elfman grabbed Mal by the collar, leaned close to his face and shouted, "If even you give up! She will really be dead! Isn't she your sister?!"

"Cheer up like a man! At least she hasn't disappeared yet, and there is still hope of rescuing her! You bastard, does this count as a brother!"

"I know, I'll do it right away!" Mal finally didn't lose his will completely.

He tore off his own clothes and tried to bandage his sister's wound and apply pressure to stop the bleeding. Although he didn’t know if it would be useful, if he didn’t work hard, he would really have nothing.

The minions were hesitant to take this opportunity to arrest someone, but the voice behind them made them shudder.

"What...are you all standing around doing?"

"Excellent, Lord Zancrow!"

I saw Zancro limping over, his right hand covering his left shoulder, his chest seemed to be a little collapsed, the yellow hair on his head was messier than before, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth.

But even like this, he still made the minions afraid, and they spontaneously made a way in the middle.

Zancrow didn't bother to say more to them, and staggered forward: "You bastard, how dare you make me so embarrassed..."

"you……"

Elfman stood up, still protecting the two brothers and sisters behind him, but his face now looked somewhat ugly.

He has reached his limit.

First, there was a protracted group battle, then he spent a lot of magic power to block the attacks of the brother and sister, and then he had to absorb the Beast King all over his body...

(For the operation of consuming one's own magic power to protect others, please refer to Mira's protection of Lisanna on Tenrou Island. Don't tell me that I am writing nonsense)

The little magic power left was not enough for him to accept the Beast King again.

Elfman touched the pocket on his pants. The magic book was gone, and he only had two explosive magic crystals in his pocket.

In the past, Rhodes always said to be prepared, but these preparations were never used.

But now Elfman wants to thank him for giving him a last chance.

"Come on, next round!" Zancro's left hand seemed to be inconvenient to move, so he only stretched out his right hand to hold a ball of flame.

He shouted with enthusiasm, "The fire of God will burn you to ashes!"

Elfman's face was solemn, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead: "Get ready. If you don't escape this time, there's nothing I can do."

"Ah." Mal tied the cloth belt around her sister tightly and got ready to escape.                                                 �

Two magic crystals landed at Zancro's feet and exploded with a rumble, and the explosion's fire engulfed Zancro.

"Lord Zancrow!"

"Wow!"

The power of the exploding magic crystal is quite good, and the air waves generated by the violent explosion even flew away several nearby minions.

But Elfman was in a daze, he hadn't taken action yet!

"It's up there!"

At Mal's reminder, Elfman raised his head with joy on his face: "Rhode!"

Rhodes, covered in red feathers, landed next to Elfman: "Sorry, I'm late and encountered a little problem."

Elfman was about to say something when he saw the fire caused by the explosion dissipate quickly, and the flames were sucked into Zancrow's mouth like water.

"What an unpalatable flame." Zancrow wiped his mouth and wiped away the blood on his lips, "There is one more guy to sacrifice to the divine fire."

"He actually ate fire!"

Mal made a fuss, but Rhodes and Elfman were very familiar with this kind of scene.

Because of this, the two of them felt even heavier.

Rhodes asked with the intention of giving it a try: "Are you a dragon slayer?"

To his delight, the other party actually answered.

"Dragon-killing?" Zancrow said disdainfully, "Don't compare that low-level magic with me. I can kill gods, a god-killing mage!"

Elfman suddenly realized, no wonder this guy always talks about divine fire.

Even the God-Destroying Mage can do it with Rhodes here... He suddenly froze, this was wrong.

Elfman suddenly realized that Rhodes had used explosive magic crystal instead of magic when he attacked Zancrow.

He remembered that Rhodes had always said that magic books and magic crystals were the last resort. So, Rhodes' condition may not be any better than him?

Rhodes didn't take Zancro's big words seriously. Whether it was God-destroying magic or dragon-destroying magic, in the final analysis, it was a type of lost magic. What bullshit?

How could Elfman be beaten to such a degree if he was really that powerful?

But...it turns out that this kid has this kind of personality.

He was 'shocked' and said: "It turns out to be God-destroying magic on top of dragon-destroying magic! No wonder it can eat the flames of an explosion with such a high temperature!"

"Uh heh heh heh..." Zancro laughed, "It's just a flame, and the one who gives the flame to mortals is God! All the flames in the world are subject to the control of God!"

Rhodes was unconvinced and said: "Don't talk too much. I have a kind of flame here that you will never be able to eat!"

Elfman probably knew what kind of fire Rhodes was talking about, but the opponent couldn't be fooled by such a simple provoking method...

"Impossible! If there is such a fire, show it to me!"

It’s really good! Elfman was dumbfounded. He couldn't understand why this seriously injured person could still be like this... He didn't even know how to describe it.

The minions wanted to remind Zancro not to listen to the enemy's nonsense, but they were worried that they would be burned to death if they opened their mouths, so they could only endure it.

It’s just fire anyway, so Zanquero-sama will be fine... right?

"Then keep an eye on it!" Rhodes held the pendant in one hand and muttered, "Show up here, Fire Spirit, and answer my call!"

"Ancient stone beetle (super quiet)."

Rhodes squeezed his magic power: "Receive the ancient stone beetle!"

Two stone beetles appeared, and Rhodes also completed receiving them.

Elfman was a little dazed. This was different from what he thought. Wasn't it the tree monster that could make fire?

"Next is the strongest flame in the world, you have to be ready!"

It was activated in conjunction with monsters. Could it be a combination of fire magic? No wonder I have such confidence.

But as long as there are still flames, Zancrow is not afraid at all: "Come on! All flames are..."

Zancro couldn't speak any more and his expression froze.

Because he saw the big stone beetle bite Elfman, and the small stone beetle bit Mal, and they burrowed into the ground together.

Rhodes also turned around, picked up the unconscious Vina and ran wildly, sinking into the ground as he ran.

What is the strongest flame, what is fusion magic... they are all lies!

Zancro was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

He clasped his hands and waved his injured left arm together, slamming it to the ground with blazing black flames!

"Asshole--don---xi!!!"

Sacrifice: "The system is very abstract, but fortunately I am too"

Introduction: I have not traveled through time, and the system insists that I have, but it doesn’t matter, it can still run due to bugs, and has saved me from fire and water many times.

As for where this water and fire came from, don't worry.