Compared to the two fairies, Natsu is truly slaying a dragon!

Looking around, the dancer gently shook her head.

He disdainfully waved away the dust and smoke that was rushing towards him.

The dancer looked directly at Black Natsu and slowly said, "So... shall we talk, little brother?"

"What do you want to talk about?" Henaz asked.

"Hmm... a deal, a... deal I came up with on the spur of the moment."

The dancer smiled, her beautiful, fox-like eyes fixed on Black Natsu, her tongue involuntarily licking her lips.

"Don't worry, this matter is very beneficial to you. In fact, I can say that you'll regret it if you don't listen."

"Natsu..." Erza stood up.

"I always had a feeling... this guy couldn't be trusted."

"After all, the other party is a god, and there might be some methods that we cannot understand. Therefore, it's best to be cautious..."

Erza's words were echoed by Mirajane and Sera.

The group's eyes remained fixed on Black Natsu, awaiting his decision.

Henna and the dancer's eyes met in mid-air.

After a long pause, he nodded: "I can hear about your so-called deal!"

The dancer smiled: "A wise choice."

She then looked at Erza and the others: "As for your concerns, don't worry about them. There's only trade when there's demand."

"Believe me, this matter is mutually beneficial."

She turned around and said, "Come with me."

【…】

The group followed the dancer deeper into the area.

Along the way, one can even see countless grotesque stone statues standing around the road.

Sera frowned as she observed her surroundings.

"Surprised?"

[The voice of a dancer can be heard from ahead.]

Sera nodded slightly: "I never imagined that the abode of a god would be entirely inhabited by demons!"

"I can't even imagine that gods... could lack the slightest sense of holiness..."

"A sense of holiness?" The dancer chuckled.

"Little girl, you haven't been reading some fantasy novels and just made up these ideas, have you?"

The dancer at the very front turned her head.

[A smiling face stared at Sera: "Just like you demons, you have good and bad, beauty and ugliness."]

She pointed to Hellotz and Erza: "There are smart ones."

[He then pointed to the petrified demon by the roadside: "There are also those who possess no intelligence at all."]

"So, how can you think that every god must possess a sense of holiness?"

For a moment, Sera couldn't find any words to refute her.

"God, to put it bluntly, is also a living being. God has his own emotions and his own personality, which is not surprising."

"As for a sense of holiness... there's this scoundrel who seems quite holy at 5.5, but the things he does are more despicable than anyone else's."

[As if she had mentioned something repulsive, the dancer's face was filled with disdain.]

"As for these little guys, to me they're like domesticated livestock; I need energy to maintain my consciousness."

"Therefore, we need to bring them here, which can be explained in terms of human behavior...you can understand it as hunting."

"So, these magical beasts or demons are your prey?" Erza asked.

"Strictly speaking, they are beings of low intelligence; otherwise, you would have encountered the situation you just experienced, and you would have been able to resist the illusion of the crimson blood moon."

The dancer explained, "Of course, that's only the best I can do right now. In my prime, I could do far more than anything, let alone advanced intelligent beings."

"Even gods can be made to fall into illusions, so don't underestimate me because of that."

"Alright, we've arrived, the real Moon Temple!"

As the dancer finished speaking, the magnificent, towering building came into view ahead.

"You are the first guests to visit us in all these years."

"Come with me."

Chapter 207 A Messy Story, You're Going to Die!

Inside the Moon Temple, it seemed like a completely different world from the outside.

It's more like a magnificent ancient castle.

The walls on all sides were made of piled-up gold, and even the floor was constructed of emerald green jade.

A faint, lingering fragrance lingers in the air; simply smelling it is enough to soothe the soul.

"This is where I live, and it is also the castle that holds my soul."

The dancer walked at the front, making introductions.

Then he paused slightly.

"By the way, it's worth mentioning that this place possesses time-related characteristics; I forced that guy Chrollo to create it for me many years ago."

"Time flow can be accelerated up to three times."

"In other words, what happens in the outside world is equivalent to three days happening inside."

"A three-fold time difference."

At this moment, the dancer seemed like a child proudly introducing their rare toy to their friend.

A smug look filled her alluring face.

"A three-fold time difference... a castle that slows down the flow of time?"

Erza was somewhat surprised.

"This is truly astonishing! Things related to time actually exist..." Mirajane exclaimed, looking around in amazement.

As for Honez, he nodded in agreement, but didn't seem overly surprised.

Instead, he looked at the dancer and said, "Speak quickly, we're in a bit of a hurry."

The dancer's lips curved slightly: "What an impatient little brother. Find a place to sit down."

With a snap of her fingers, the dancer conjured sofas in front of Black Natsu and the others.

The dancer nonchalantly collapsed onto the sofa. 07 [Her perfect figure nestled into the sofa, and she let out a comfortable sigh.]

"It hurts my back to talk while standing; this is much more comfortable."

"Stop looking, please sit down."

[Henazu and the others sat down, their gazes turning to the dancer: "What exactly is this deal you're talking about?"]

The dancer opened her eyes and said, "Before the transaction begins, I'd like to ask you a question."

"Do you... know what you are?"

[He seems to understand the meaning behind the dancer's words.]

Henna nodded slightly.

"That's good." The dancer smiled.

"Well then, let me start with a story... a story about a woman from over a thousand years ago who betrayed her best friend for the sake of a man."

Seemingly remembering something, Honez couldn't help but ask, "What you're talking about...it wouldn't happen to be the story of the White Fairy and the Black Fairy, would it?"

The dancer snapped her fingers: "Correct! Too bad there's no reward."

He took a deep breath: "A thousand years ago, we didn't actually know the concept of God."

"We were all originally human, but... we broke free from our limitations, surpassed ordinary people in every way, and were reborn."

"There weren't many people like that in that era, but if you count them carefully, there were quite a few."

"Back then, I was with that bitch—yes, the one you call the White Celestial Maiden, a hypocrite."

"Disgusting, smelly woman..."

"Alright, alright, you only need to describe one thing. You don't have to scold me so many times every time it's brought up."

[Honatsu interrupted the dancer helplessly; she had no idea how many times she'd cursed this white celestial maiden along the way.]

The dancer's movements stiffened slightly.

[Then, with a sigh, he said, "Alright, that's roughly the background of the matter."]