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

"What should we do now? Should we help?" Erza asked.

"Help them, after all, they were exposed because of us. In other words, we messed up this operation."

[Henazu said.]

Erza and Mirajane both nodded.

"Then I'll go find Lucy," Erza said.

"Then I'll go help Gray. You show me the way," Mirajane said, looking at Henatsu.

"As for Lucy, Erza should be able to find her on the coastline."

"Grey is still inside the ruins, on the third level."

[Henazu explained in detail.]

Erza and the other woman nodded, preparing to depart.

Erza then turned to Hellotz: "By the way, we all went to help, what about you?"

Henatsu's lips curled slightly upward upon hearing this: "I... seem to have discovered someone who shouldn't be here. I'm going to go and meet her."

"Make a deal with her!"

"Understood, let's set off then."

Erza turned and walked into the forest, while Mirajane, having obtained the exact location, did not hesitate.

As magic surged, demonic wings appeared behind her.

With a flap of his wings, Mirajane took off rapidly, disappearing from Hanatsu's sight.

"So, young master, where are we going next?"

"The top floor of the ruins!"

Henna's gaze was fixed on the very top of the ruins below.

[Then, grabbing Sera's arm, he leaped off the cliff!]

The next moment, Sera's ears were filled with the howling of the wind.

The two of them simply jumped off the cliff.

The ruins below also became increasingly larger in view.

At this moment, at the top of the ruins, a group of people dressed in cloaks, completely covered from head to toe, are forming a circle.

Their hands were clasped together in a prayer-like gesture.

[He was chanting an unknown prayer.]

The purple moonlight seemed to be drawn by them, forming a purple pillar of light that descended from the sky.

The light fell upon the center of their crowd, piercing through the thick floorboards and shining directly upon Deliora, the undead demon at the very bottom of the ruins.

A short, middle-aged man with his face obscured by a mask is watching this scene.

Behind the mask, in his eye sockets, lay a man's barely suppressed excitement!

"Soon...almost there..."

"Today is the last day. As long as the Moon Drop ritual is completed today."

"Deliora... will be able to revive!"

A smile appeared on his lips.

Until... he heard a whooshing sound coming from above.

[He raised his head in surprise.]

He saw... a man and a woman rapidly descending from a height, closing in in the blink of an eye!

"What the hell?!"

[The man screamed in terror!]

[The next moment!]

Two figures landed directly in the center of the crowd!

【boom! ! ! 】

A deafening roar followed.

The instant the two figures landed, a terrifying roar, similar to an explosion, erupted from the spot.

An invisible gust of wind spread outwards, blasting the surrounding crowd away one by one.

Even the masked man standing to the side was caught off guard and swept away by the strong wind.

He involuntarily took two steps back.

Smoke and dust mixed with broken stones flew out.

It landed beside the masked man.

The crowd that was just singing was now scattered haphazardly all around.

One after another, screams that were almost wailing filled the air.

[Without the chanting of the crowd, the magic of the moon drops falling from the sky also lost its power supply and was forced to stop.]

The purple moonlight vanished completely before the masked man's eyes.

"What...what exactly is going on?"

The masked man frowned, his gaze following the sound to its center.

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the figures of a man and a woman appeared before the masked man.

The woman, with a perfect figure, rests quietly behind the man, her hands naturally crossed and placed in front of her lower abdomen.

As for that man...

The moment my gaze fell upon that figure with his hands in his pockets.

The masked man's pupils involuntarily contracted!

"How...could it be him??"

An overwhelming sense of astonishment flashed in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it.

He coughed lightly twice, seemingly adjusting his voice.

[He demanded sharply, "Who...who are you?"]

"Why are you disrupting our ceremony?"

"A ritual? The Moon Drop? Magic that can break all seals? I see."

[Honatsu's voice rang out.]

He slowly took a step forward, his hands in his pockets.

"As for why we came to disrupt your ceremony, you should know better than anyone else, right?"

"After all, the fairy's tail has already taken over this job, so we can't let you continue."

"Also, could you tell me why you're here?"

Black Natsu stepped up to the short, masked man.

His height of 1.9 meters allowed him to easily look down at the masked man.

The low, menacing words were like the whispers of a demon.

The sound echoed in the masked man's ears.

But most importantly... what does this mean?

Could it be... that he recognized me?

The masked man was deep in thought.

[The face beneath the mask seemed to be covered in fine beads of sweat due to the invisible pressure.]

Chapter 210 Ultear: You didn't say you wanted to turn back!

"Did you notice?"

The masked man was deep in thought.

Under the moonlight, Haku's figure drew closer, step by step.

Bathed in moonlight, the shadow cast by the shadow gradually obscured the masked man completely.

The immense pressure emanating from Black Natsu's appearance on the battlefield nearly drove the masked man to the brink of collapse.

He swallowed hard.

The masked man clenched his teeth.

Suddenly, he stretched out his arm towards Henna.