Fairy Tail Passive Invincibility

Ur's actions suddenly caused the surrounding soldiers protecting the king to be shocked, and one by one, with great tension, raised his weapon and pointed it at Ur, shouting in anger.

Clank!

In the face of the threats from the surrounding soldiers, Ur didn't open his mouth, just swished the dark dragon blade to the old king's neck, the sharp flashing cold blade instantly made the old king's cold sweat come down.

"Know what I mean?" Ull gave the old king a look.

The old king was busy nodding, then turned around and started yelling at the soldiers below, "Bastard, get out of here, do you want to get me killed!"

"Yes!"

The leader of the soldiers below gave a compliant response, and at once, all the surrounding soldiers retreated back a dozen meters, and soon, a large gap appeared in the center of the square.

When the surrounding area finally gradually calmed down.

The old king seemed to find that Ur's killing intent towards him was not strong, and after calming down a bit, he spoke, "Your Excellency, I don't know what exactly you need when you come to my kingdom, but if you need anything, you can feel free to talk to me, and I can help you with it all."

Ull glanced at him without responding.

For this kind of old cunt who had been operating in power for an unknown number of years, Ul wouldn't believe a word of his words, and likewise, Ul wouldn't try to match wits with such a fellow, as that would definitely be abnormally stupid.

After all, the two had lived for different amounts of time.

"I see, are you here to seek revenge? Although I am not sure what hatred I have with your Excellency, but your Excellency can tell me as soon as possible, and I will certainly make a serious confession, truth be told, since taking this throne, I have indeed committed many wrongs, but it was all forced-" seeing that Ur did not respond, Faust, as if he had thought of something, suddenly put on a show of repentance Whispered.

Ur sniffed, but still made no response.

Most of the world of Edelas could refer to Aslant's personality.

It was like a mirror inside and out.

Faust's counterpart in Aslant was none other than Makarov.

Thus.

As good as Makarov is in Aslant, Faust is as evil as he is in Aedelus, and likewise, as short as Makarov is, Faust is as tall as he is.

You want Faust to repent, unless Makarov suddenly goes dark.

Ur's indifference caused a gloom in Faust's eyes, but on the surface, he remained ashamed of himself, while internally thinking frantically about what Ur had come here for.

And at this moment, the soldiers in the square suddenly erupted into a commotion, Faust heard the commotion, frowned slightly, looked up, and in the next second, Faust's pupils shrank.

"Geral?"

Faust's body was shaken.

An extremely ominous feeling of foreboding suddenly surfaced when he saw the Mistral Gang that suddenly appeared next to the magic crystal in the middle of the square.

"This guy, are they--"

Faust's face suddenly turned white, and even with the threat of Ur's Dark Dragon Blade at his side, Faust still stood up abruptly and shouted frantically, 'Gerald, no!'

"All soldiers, at once, go and stop the prince."

Faust's voice was filled with urgency and madness, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair.

The Mistral Gang in the middle of the square heard Faust's cries and took a sad look at his father, then resolutely closed his eyes and flipped his palm, and an extremely special magical equipment appeared in the palm of his hand.

Ka-la-la-la-la!

The dense clash of armor quickly forced its way into the Mistral post, and in the blink of an eye, the Mistral post was surrounded by several circles of soldiers, but just as these soldiers were about to approach the Mistral post, suddenly, a little glimmer of light suddenly surfaced in their eyes.

Ding!

The magical array shone in Mistragon's hands, and then as quickly as water flowed, it filled the entire magic crystal including the surface of the machinery below, and for a moment, the "altar" shone brightly.

"Stop, Gerald, you can't do this, you'll become a sinner in Edras-" Faust's roar was filled with despair, he desperately ran down from the throne, his steps were ragged, even the hat on top of his head fell to the ground, the whole person was like a madman.

Ul didn't stop Faust from leaving, as it was already too late at this point.

"Soul-reversal!"

Mistral didn't look at the approaching Faust, but pressed one hand on the "orb" in his palm and spun it to the side.

Ka-chow!

As if urging some mechanism, with a slight rotating sound, it was as if the entire world instantly froze.

Boom!

Heaven and earth are silent!

Dazzling light filled everyone's vision, rendering everything a snowy white.

The space gradually began to appear distorted, with the altar at the center, the entire space took on a kind of vortex shape, majestic attraction coming out from the center of the vortex, although only targeting magic power, but it seemed to suck everything into it.

Ka~

Tiny noises appeared in this space.

The magic crystal on top of the altar first appeared with a tiny crack under this attraction, then the crack rapidly expanded and became like a spider's web in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

Finally, the magic crystal burst into pieces, majestic magic power being released from it before being instantly swallowed by the vortex, leaving nothing left.

Faust, who was halfway through his run, saw this scene in front of him and sat down on the ground, the light in his eyes rapidly disappearing and his look gradually becoming dull ----.

The Mistral turned slowly.

He was a native of Edras, so the Anima's attraction was not effective against him. "Anima" for his devouring power.

Seeing Faust, whose face was white on the ground, Mistralgang's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of guilt and sadness.

"Ur, while "Anima" is devouring the magical power of Aedelus in reverse, you should also leave quickly!"

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Chapter 379 - Letting Go - The Non-Existent

"What about you?"

Although he had roughly guessed what was going on in Mistergang's mind, Ull thought he'd better ask, out of respect for the others.

Mistral looked at Faust on the ground, paled a little, shook his head, and said, "I... I'm not going back, I don't belong to Aslant, and because of me, Adras has lost all of his magic, I have to answer for my "sins". Make amends."

It could be seen that it was also a difficult decision for Mistragon to make such a decision, but when it came to the rest of the story, Mistragon's tone gradually became more and more determined.