Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

"Let go of the imperial concubine!" Simon's blood-red magic armor had long been soaked in blood, and he exuded a strong murderous aura. He clenched the blood knife and stared coldly at the magic king in front of him, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Mira held her breath and stared at August in front of her.

She knew how terrible he was. Even though the momentum of the imperial army was shocking, she did not dare to relax at all.

"So that's it... fusion magic?" August's voice was a little emotional. Obviously, he did not expect that those soldiers who had never taken him seriously had such power. "The beliefs of 40,000 people are integrated into one, and the magic power is gathered in one person. I really underestimated you... Ishgar Empire."

August's breath suddenly soared, and the air around him was distorted by the powerful magic fluctuations. It seemed that even the light was retreating from his power.

He raised his hand and gently waved the staff. The ground cracked instantly, and the strong dark magic wrapped around the staff like a vortex, as if the power of the whole world was controlled by him.

He walked towards Simon step by step, his eyes as cold and ruthless as cold iron. Every step made the earth tremble slightly, and there was a faint flash of lightning in the air. Even the wind seemed to be frozen by his momentum.

August's voice was as low as thunder, which made the surrounding soldiers numb: "I am the Magic King August, the leader of the Twelve Shields of the Albares Empire. Today, I regard you as an enemy as strong as me... Come forward!"

The battlefield fell into a strange silence.

The blood knife in Simon's hand trembled slightly under the infusion of the magic power of 40,000 people in his body. The power was full and blazing, as if to tear his whole body apart.

He felt the faith and determination of 40,000 soldiers surging like a tide, making him roar fiercely: "As you wish!"

"Blood Knife·Cut!!!!"

He took a step forward suddenly, and the terrifying power caused the earth to crack on a large scale.

In an instant, the magic power of 40,000 soldiers condensed into a blood-red blade, which turned into a violent blood dragon behind him, tearing through the air and rushing straight towards August.

Every soldier's eyes flashed with an extremely firm light, and they were not afraid even in the face of the oppression of the Magic King.

The tightly grasped weapons were full of life and death and faith, which were infused into Simon's body like a raging fire.

The blood blade shone again, carrying the unyielding will of 40,000 people, like a raging wave, and fell towards August.

August raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled coldly, raised his hand and waved his staff, and said lightly: "Magic Words·Slash!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar, a huge "slash" word blurted out, turning into a black blade to meet the blood dragon.

The two forces collided in the air, and the violent magic storm spread in an instant, and the violent aftermath swept around like a hurricane. The woods outside the camp were uprooted in an instant and turned into ashes.

A layer of the ground was cut off, exposing the jagged rocks below. The battlefield was already in pieces.

Simon suffered severe pain, blood kept oozing from the corners of his mouth, nose and ears. The magic power in his body almost burned him out, but he still gritted his teeth and poured his strength into the blood knife regardless of everything.

His eyes were full of bloodshot, his vision gradually blurred, but he stared at August in front of him.

Finally, Simon's body reached its limit, and the power condensed by the blood knife and 40,000 soldiers was shattered. At the same time, the weapons in the hands of the 40,000 imperial soldiers were also shattered, and the fragments were scattered all over the ground.

The black blade easily shattered the blood blade, and with the power of destruction, it cut through the sky and split the clouds in the sky in two.

August stood still. The terrifying magic of the imperial army made him step back a few steps. He nodded slightly, with a trace of respect in his eyes, and said lightly: "Really admirable soldiers, but it's a pity..."

As he said that, he turned indifferently, and a huge black magic circle slowly took shape above the 40,000 imperial soldiers.

"No, don't!" Mira shouted excitedly, trying to stop it, but it was difficult to move forward, her body was firmly locked on the ground.

"Blood magic·Destroy..."

However, at this moment, August suddenly felt a terrifying magic emerging from the eclipse gate, and the surrounding magic quietly gathered in a certain direction. The air was filled with ominous fluctuations, as if some irresistible force had quietly descended.

A cold and majestic voice sounded in the night sky, with a suffocating sense of oppression: "Who can tell me? This? What's going on?"

The moonlight sprinkled coldly from the torn clouds, illuminating the battlefield, and the black magic circle in the sky shattered.

The 40,000 soldiers who had exhausted their strength knelt on one knee with Simon, staring ahead.

At the end of the direction where they surrendered, Hal, wearing a black imperial robe, stood quietly in front of the Eclipse Gate, his eyes likeAs cold as a knife, the fierce momentum was like a raging tide, firmly locking onto Augustus.

The overwhelming magic power swirled around like an undercurrent, forcing Augustus's hand holding the staff to tremble slightly.

At this moment, the Sorcerer King actually felt an unprecedented sense of oppression in his life, his chest felt like it was being squeezed by a huge rock, and an indescribable fear rose in his heart.