A magic merchant infiltrating Fairy Tail

Years of accumulated combat instincts allowed Zudir to skillfully jump backward. This was an enemy far stronger than himself, and he had to create distance and observe and probe first!

"Sanja Osin, the hero of Ruben Karudo!"

"Samakun, the hunter of Belbarasso!"

Zudir summoned two powerful figures in succession, both of whom had left a great name in history but had suddenly disappeared and had actually become his puppets. However, he was not yet sure enough and prepared to summon several other warriors.

"The Five Generals..."

However, before Zudir could summon the five generals, a black figure had already appeared in front of him from where he was, with a ball of white light attached to his hand.

'So fast! '

"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense!"

Kira roared, his right fist, imbued with powerful magic, slamming into Zudir: "Pierce!"

"Ugh—!"

Zudir was completely caught off guard and was sent flying backward. He felt a tearing pain in his chest, as if it were about to blast him in two from the depths of his soul.

Now, Zudir finally understood what that sense of crisis he felt today represented.

Kira reappeared, leaping above Zul'Dir in almost the same pose. Only then did Zul'Dir see what this person looked like, and his eyes widened involuntarily.

"You're a fairy..."

Kira didn't have time to listen to his nonsense. Taking advantage of his superior position, he slammed down another punch: "Soul Stripping!"

Whoosh! The magic struck Zudir, and the immense magical power rippled outwards in waves!

"Ahhhh!"

The feeling of his soul being torn apart intensified once more. The surging magic formed an incomparably domineering force that directly blasted Zudir out of Capricorn's body!

A thin man flew out of the goat-man's body. It was a very magical scene, but Kira knew that this man was the real Zul'Dir, and the goat-man was Capricorn Celestial Spirit Capricorn!

Boom! Snap!

His falling body split in two, crashing heavily to the ground with two muffled thuds.

Zudir struggled to his feet, looked at his hands and body in disbelief, and then burst into wild laughter: "This is... Hahaha, I'm back! I'm back!"

However, the laughter lasted less than three seconds before abruptly stopping, turning into a terrified scream: "What's happening?! How could this be?! My body?!"

It's no wonder Zudir was terrified; anyone would feel the same way seeing themselves disappear bit by bit. But soon, he seemed to realize something, and suddenly he became dejected.

"Forbidden...the taboo of magic..."

Kira ignored his disheveled appearance and turned to Kaprico: "Squeak up if you're not dead yet!"

Capricco, barely able to speak, looked at Kira with his goat-like eyes behind his sunglasses and said, "Although I don't know who you are, I still have to thank you! I..."

"No need to say more, go back to the Protoss Realm and rest. I'll call you later, Capricco!" Kira interrupted him directly. "Now is not the time to listen to your stories. Anyway, I know all about your affairs."

Kaprico paused for a moment, then realized that now was not the time to speak, and could only reply, "Alright!"

After a flash of light, the goat's body disappeared from the battlefield, leaving behind only a golden Protoss key.

Kira bent down and picked up the Capricorn Celestial Spirit, then turned back towards the old man and the child. As he turned, he witnessed the final scene of Zul'dir, who had turned to dust.

"Mr. Kira, what's going on?" Hyberion walked over and asked Kira with a puzzled look, "That looks like some kind of magical side effect?"

Kira nodded, showed him the Celestial Key, and said, "Ancient magic, a taboo subject to human subservience. When used on non-humans, it will merge with them. That goat is a Capricorn Celestial."

Hyberion nodded and said, "Let's hurry and go support other places!"

"it is good!"

The two split up and each went in a different direction.

With Zudir's death, the Human Subordinate Magic ceased to function, and all the puppets in the academy immediately vanished. Kira didn't know if they were dead or had returned to their original places, but in any case, they were no longer there, and the academy members finally got a chance to breathe.

Amidst the ruins, Kira advanced while counting on his fingers: "The minions are gone, so now the only enemies left are Zankro, Azuma, and Brunot..."

The Demisor Magic Academy was vast. Even with his magical perception at its maximum, he couldn't detect any suspected enemy magic, nor could he find the magic of Dean Konas or Speaker Gran.

"Based on combat strength, we should be able to win, but I wonder how the battle inside is going?"

Kira believed that Konas, as one of the Ten Wizard Saints and the dean of the magic academy, could easily handle one-on-one combat, let alone one-on-three. His main concern was for old man Gran; his cage magic sounded like a recipe for defeat.

……

In another battlefield within the academy, white prisons and black flames collided once more in the air, causing magical energy to surge!

boom!!

"Flame God Battle Axe!"

Through the Flame Annihilation Magic, Zankro can alter the nature of the black flames in his hand, easily condensing them into a thin battle axe, its sharpness no less than the sharpest weapon in any high-level magic shop.

The battle axe slashed wildly, leaving ugly, deep scars on the ground. If it had landed on a human, especially on this gaunt old man, it probably wouldn't have taken much effort to cut him in half.

"Fire Prison!"

The most distinctive feature of cage magic is its binding power, which far surpasses that of other magic. It can completely trap not only matter, but also energy, magic, humans, or other life forms, as long as they are touched.

The magic poured out in response, transforming into a milky white wave of light. Under Gulan's control, the white light changed shape at will, varying in length and thickness, clearly soft and formless like flowing water, yet as hard and indestructible as iron!

The moment it touched the Black Flame Battle Axe, it sealed off its innate attribute of [Burning] and the artificially added property of [Sharpness]. Zankro made a decisive move, forcefully throwing the entire black battle axe from his hand toward the place where Gulan was fighting. At the same time, he flipped backward and jumped to avoid the oncoming white light wave.

Just as Kira can freeze Natsu's flames into a block, Grandorma's cage magic can bind Zankro's flames into a white lump of iron.

The Black Flame Battle Axe flew halfway before slipping out of Zankro's control and crashing to the ground with a thud.

On this battlefield, there are already dozens of white iron lumps like the battle axes from before. More than 70% of them are shaped like weapons such as knives, swords, arrows, spears, hammers, axes, and whips. The rest, although varying in size and shape, are all clearly flame-like.

"It's happening again! You old man, you're so annoying... I just want to burn you to ashes!!!"

Zancro vented his inner turmoil with words, but it was ultimately just impotent rage.

In the past half hour, he had used almost all his attack methods, whether ranged or melee magic, whether fast-moving meteors or numerous black flames, all of them were ultimately frozen by the old man's magic and lost their original destructive power.

"I told you, I would arrest you all today!"

There's a saying that goes: A stronghold cannot be broken!

Chapter 207 Cage, Flame God, Vampire

Zancro had never encountered such a formidable opponent. The power of his Flame Annihilation Magic could not be unleashed, causing his frenzied destructive urges to build up. Judging from his expression, he might explode with rage soon.

"You old bastard! Die!!!"

A roar followed by an overwhelming onslaught of black flames.

"Burn! Burn! Burn!"

The once ever-burning flames could no longer be ignited once trapped in the white cage. Although Zancro looked anxious and annoyed, he was constantly thinking of ways to break the spell.

'Magic isn't working, no, it's more like it's countered. How do I fight? Think about it... I remember the guild master saying something similar, that once magic is countered, you should... what was it again?'

Zancrow racked his brains for a long time but couldn't come up with an idea. Frustrated, he took his anger out on the stone under his feet, kicking it with his right foot, which was wreathed in black flames. The stone shattered with a crack and was burned to ashes by the flames: "Damn it! I should have listened more carefully back then!"

"A great opportunity!"

Seeing his opponent distracted, Gulandoma did not miss the opportunity to attack. He raised his snake-headed magic staff high, pouring in holy magic power that was not exactly surging. Through a special magic circle engraved in it by a magic item blacksmith, the staff absorbed magical particles from nature to enhance the cage magic in his hand.

"Magic Cage!"

"A mental prison!"

"Spatial Cage!"

The ferocious snake mouth simultaneously spat out three white streaks, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, like sunlight being thrown from the sky, attacking Zancro from above, left, and directly in front, respectively, carrying an imposing aura.

The first layer of magic imprisoned him, preventing him from using the black flame magic that could burn everything; the second layer blocked his thoughts, preventing him from thinking any further and turning him into a helpless lamb; the last layer completely sealed off the space around him, trapping him in a white light prison, from which escape was almost impossible once caught.

Grandomar earned the respect of countless people in the Council of Law with just a cage spell, and it was these three spells that made him so powerful. In his youth, he single-handedly arrested an entire dark guild using these spells. It can be said that in terms of detaining lawbreakers, he was second to none in the Council of Law.

On the other side, Zancrown's patience reached its limit, and he no longer held back. His magic surged wildly within him, and soon, a gloomy and dark aura emerged from his body.

Snapped!

He clapped his hands together, merging the magic of his left and right hands, and unleashed his strongest attack: "Flame God's Dinner!!"

This attack has a wide range, blocking all three magical attacks coming from different directions; its attack power is also very strong, not even in the same league as the fire weapons created before, only comparable to moves like "Wailing"; in addition, this time it is not facing a cage that directly seals magic, so the power of the God-Slaying Magic has not been reduced, so it easily blocked Grandom's three attacks, and even had the potential to devour them.

The black flames burned fiercely and quickly incinerated the three holy white cage magic spells!

"How could this be... that it actually burned away my magic..."

Gulan was greatly surprised when his proud and unmatched moves were broken for the first time. He was both shocked and anxious, and for a moment he was stunned and forgot to continue his attack.

But the opponent will not miss this opportunity.

Zancro formed claws with his hands, and black flames seemed to come alive as they coiled around them. At the same time, the nature of the flames changed rapidly, and soon they condensed in his hands into two sharp gauntlets, each three feet wide and one meter long, resembling wolf claws. He also wore similar claw sets on his feet, and with his messy golden hair, he looked like a prairie lion that breathed black flames.

Whoosh!

A sharp whooshing sound rang out, and Zancro's figure vanished from the spot.

"Disappeared?!" Gulan was only just brought back to her senses by the sound, but there was no trace of her opponent. She became wary and asked, "Where did they go?"

The next instant, a golden-haired lion appeared behind him, its black claws slashing down!

"Ugh!"

The powerful move pierced through the cloak, leaving three bloody marks on Gulan's back. With another powerful kick, the old man was sent flying forward by the force of the blow.

Click!

A crisp sound came from inside the body.

Although he tried to suppress the pain, the deep, bone-revealing wounds and broken bones still caused Gulandoma to let out a muffled groan. His old body, flying in the air, was too weak to even hold the snake-headed magic staff that had been with him for many years.

Boom! Bang!

He stopped flying when he crashed into a large stone slab, but as soon as he fell, he launched another thrust straight at his abdomen.

"Cough—!"

Zancro's attack was clearly vicious, piercing Gulan's body with six bloody holes, leaving him covered in blood.

A mouthful of blood welled up in Gulan's throat, causing him to cough repeatedly. Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer and spat it out, but it didn't even touch Zancro's meter-long claws. Instead, it splattered directly on the ground.