Fairy Tail: I'm Not the Most Terrifying Mage

Then, a green chain wrapped around Yajma, pulled him back, and brought him before Fried.

"Mr. Yajima, are you alright?" Fried asked hurriedly.

Yajima was once a mage of Fairy Tail, their senior, and later joined the council, where he helped Fairy Tail many times.

Therefore, Fried was very concerned about his safety.

"Cough cough, it's nothing, I'm not that fragile," Yajima said.

"Who is it?!" Storm asked angrily.

Fried and Biguslow turned to look.

A tall, stunningly beautiful woman walked out from the street corner.

With its two pointed, elf-like ears, emerald green eyes, and hair that gradient from white to green, it is very distinctive.

The Fairy Goddess – Tiffany Irf.

Compared to seven years ago, she hasn't changed at all; perhaps she truly is an immortal fairy.

Fried certainly recognized her; she was Yefried's nemesis.

As Tiffany walked, she said, "I heard that Mr. Yajima opened a shop here. I had nothing to do, so I thought I'd come and support him. I didn't expect to run into this kind of thing."

She clenched her fists, her tone arrogant: "I don't care who you are. If you're going to make a move, be prepared to have bones all over your body!"

"Miss Tiffany!" Fried exclaimed hastily, "Don't be careless, he's a powerful figure from the Gates of Hell!"

No sooner had Fried finished speaking than the storm hurtled toward Tiffany.

Storm knew that he couldn't kill Yajima without killing this woman.

Green vine chains burst forth from the ground, climbing up Tiffany's thighs, finally wrapping around her fists and arms.

Tiffany threw a punch.

'boom'

Just like when Anza attacked Edjefrit.

This punch dispersed the gale, and even the already ravaged terrain of the town suffered another devastating blow.

One punch—clears a fan-shaped area of ​​400 meters!

Fortunately, Fried and the others were not within the attack range. Upon seeing this exaggerated attack, they quickly led Yajima away to a safe distance.

“No wonder Yefrit doesn’t like her.” Fried wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. “That punch was more powerful than Mirajane’s.”

He had fought Mirajane before and had firsthand experience of her violence.

Comira's main damage output is magic, but Tiffany, who claims to be an elf, is incredibly violent in battle.

Four hundred meters away.

The rubble shifted, and a storm emerged from the ruins.

He was covered in tatters and looked extremely disheveled.

'Snapped'

Tiffany reached out and pulled a long, earthen-yellow rock chain from the ground.

Tiffany's magic is "chain magic," which allows her to extract various substances, form long chains, and control them. The properties of the chains vary depending on the substance.

Besides common plants, soil, and rocks, there is also the strongest chain formed from its own blood—the Red Thread Lock.

Among the red thread locks, there is a most special kind of marriage lock. Tiffany's marriage lock is bound to Yefrit, and even Yefrit's deceptive magic cannot affect her.

After being bound together, the two can borrow each other's magic.

Yefrit could use Tiffany's magic, but unfortunately, deception magic is very difficult to learn, and Tiffany had no interest in studying and mastering it.

but--

Even without the ability to use deception magic, Tiffany's strength has always been compared to Erza and Mirajane.

'Snapped'

The long chains of rock locks can even carve deep furrows when they hit the ground.

What puzzled Yefrit was that although Tiffany was of delicate appearance, she was extremely violent when fighting, and the power that her slender arms could unleash was no less than that of a demon.

Tiffany – more like a power-type fighter than a mage!

Storm's expression was grave; this woman was strong.

"What? You brag a lot, but is that all you've got?" Tiffany said.

"hateful!"

A storm broke out.

He ripped off her clothes, revealing her true colors.

"Not human?!" Fried exclaimed in shock. "It's a demon!"

"Not human?" Tiffany pinched her pointed ears and said, "Coincidentally, I'm not human either."

"Feelings—"

"The righteous fist of the elves!"

Tiffany leaped with all her might, heading straight for the storm.

Upon seeing this, the storm immediately unleashed its magic.

Tiffany slammed the rock-locking chain down hard.

'Boom'

The rock-locked chains nearly shattered the storm's magic, but were ultimately held back by the opponent.

"You can't hold on." Tiffany had already rushed in front of him and threw a punch.

"Annihilation - Fist of Forest Fire".

'boom'

One punch—

The world is quiet!

Storm's body was tattered and torn; he slowly collapsed, his face filled with shock.

Humans actually have such powerful mages!

However—there aren't many people in this world with such strength; most of them are already at the pinnacle.

In that case——

Then I'll destroy you!

No matter how strong you are, human!

But we demons will always be your natural enemies!

The storm said, "It's a pity to defeat you in this way."

"but--"

'boom'

The storm suddenly exploded, sending up a massive plume of black smoke that enveloped the entire town.

"What is that?!" Everyone quickly covered their mouths and noses.

The Storm's body had vanished, but his triumphant voice echoed: "These are magic barrier particles, capable of polluting the air. Contact with them will trigger magic deficiency and magic barrier disease, a disease that will kill mages. You—will die here."

"Damn it!"

Fried and the others panicked: "We have to get out of here right now!"

"Heave--" Tiffany took a deep breath.

"Miss Tiffany, are you out of your mind? How dare you absorb it!" Fried exclaimed in shock upon seeing this.

“There are still many people in the town,” Tiffany said.

She slowly opened her arms.

"Of course!"

"It can encompass everything!"

‘Kakaka’

The paving stones and collapsed buildings were destroyed, and countless green vine chains broke through the soil. They grew to be particularly huge, each one three or four meters thick and hundreds of meters long.

These long chains of vines have grown all over the town.

From high above, it looks like it's covered in green hair.

These green vines were not useless; as Tiffany took a deep breath, they also absorbed the magical particles.

The black fog dissipated, and the sky returned to its clear state.

All the long chains of vines withered and collapsed.

Tiffany swayed slightly, then turned to Fried and smiled, "I'll let Emily know last."

'puff'

Tiffany fell down.

Fried and the others also couldn't hold on; they too had been poisoned and collapsed.

The Fairy Tail guild quickly learned of the situation. Since ordinary hospitals couldn't handle this kind of thing, they brought everyone back to the guild.

Makarov immediately wrote a letter to the Ilf Guild, where Tiffany was, telling them not to worry, as Tiffany would be healed by Fairy Tail.

"Her last words were—to inform Emily one last time," Fried said with difficulty, lying in his hospital bed.

He was only mildly poisoned and has already regained consciousness.

"What does this mean?" Everyone was puzzled, and then looked at Yefrit.

Yefried stood with his back against the wall, arms crossed, without a hat or glasses.