The Path to Sainthood from Fairy Tail

The flood cleared a path, like a galloping horse charging straight at the wall of fire rising from the ground.

In an instant, white fog filled the air, blocking everyone's vision.

"Did it succeed?" This is the question on everyone's mind.

suddenly.

There seemed to be something in the white fog, causing it to roll continuously.

A wall of fire burst out of the white mist and rushed towards the direction of release.

Behind the white mist, one could vaguely see the faint sneer that enveloped Atao.

But soon, his sneer turned into astonishment.

Zhong Zheng led the martial arts spearhead team and followed behind the flood. At this time, he was facing the howling wall of fire. Wherever the wall of fire passed, a black ravine was left on the ground. The demons that had died in the flood were also turned into ashes under the wall of fire.

He looked as small as a bug in front of the wall of fire.

But there was no fear on his face, instead he was full of fighting spirit.

He was seen holding Thor's hammer and charging straight at the wall of fire with the power of thunder.

Ah Tao didn't expect that this person, who was only at the seventh level, dared to face the wall of fire.

"Thor's hammer, unleash at full power!"

The hammer that came into contact with the wall of fire emitted light blue lightning to counter the wall of fire, and actually blocked the wall of fire's advance.

But this did not come without a price. The hammer in Zhong Zheng's hand melted at a speed visible to the naked eye until it completely disappeared.

As the hammer completely disappeared, the wall of fire also dissipated due to the depletion of energy.

Ah Tao saw all of this, and at this moment, there was only Zhong Zheng in his eyes.

"Give up, human. Your weapon is destroyed. Do you still want to fight me with your bare hands?"

Zhong Zheng lamented, "What a pity for the gift Kaide gave me. It was originally very convenient to use, so I thought I would use it first and keep it as a keepsake when it was completely discarded. I didn't expect that there would be nothing left today."

As he spoke, the ring on his hand flashed, and a uniquely shaped axe appeared in his hand.

"Who said I don't have a weapon?"

Zhong Zheng raised the axe in his hand.

Li Xuan was surprised: "German Axe?"

"No, it's Storm Axe!" Zhong Zheng corrected.

"But……"

The reason why the axe in Zhong Zheng's hand is unique is that the axe head is shaped like the Chinese character "德", and the axe blade is fixed on the sides of two people. It looks more like a toy used for pranks than a weapon.

Ah Tao looked at Zhong Zheng and said disdainfully, "A clown seeking attention!"

Zhong Zheng didn't say much and rushed towards Atao with an axe in hand.

The other martial artists scattered to avoid disturbing Zhong Zheng.

Li Xuan released holy light and continued to heal the martial artists around him.

The fire demon Atao was accidentally scratched by Zhong Zheng's axe. Lava-like blood flowed out of the wound, which shocked Atao.

Only then did he realize that this axe that seemed to be used for fun was actually a seventh-level weapon that was no less powerful than Thor's hammer. Moreover, this axe was low-key, restrained, and practical, which was why he was hit when he was careless.

Ah Tao gently stroked the wound, and the wound caused by the axe healed immediately. "Next time, I won't give you a chance!"

"Come and fight!"

Zhong Zheng was full of fighting spirit and started fighting with Atao directly. The two of them fought back and forth and were very active.

But Li Xuan in the center of the battlefield understood that Zhong Zheng was clearly at a disadvantage, because he was now using all his strength to heal Zhong Zheng's wounds.

The flames of the fire demon were so terrifying that they were causing harm to Zhong Zheng all the time.

Without Li Xuan's support, the damage caused by the burning would quickly affect Zhong Zheng's combat effectiveness, leading to failure in the battle.

Atao's hands were on fire, and when he put them together, he released a fireball the size of a basketball.

Zhong Zheng swung the "German Axe" to split the fireball.

But the fireball did not dissipate. The remaining half of the fireball on each side fell to the ground, creating two deep holes.

At this time, Atao had noticed that Li Xuan below was constantly healing his opponent, but Zhong Zheng's airtight attacks made the Flame Demon exhausted and temporarily unable to target Li Xuan below.

So he had no choice but to randomly release the same fireball attack as before, trying to gamble on his luck.

But Zhong Zheng seemed to see through his thoughts. Every time he either dodged the fireball or let the split fireball fly into the demon.

This made Ah Tao very upset.

Zhong Zheng was holding the giant axe, his palms were already covered with sweat. He was even more nervous and scared.

Although the current Balrog can't do anything to him, he can't defeat the Balrog either.

But time is on the side of the devil. Once there are casualties on our side, everyone will be overwhelmed by the devil.

The most important thing is that Li Xuan is only at level five now, and his endurance is definitely not enough. If they cannot win the battle quickly, they will be the first to be dragged down.

Thinking of this, Zhong Zheng's attack became more fierce. He even began to ignore his own body and risked getting injured in order to take down the flesh and blood altar behind the Flame Demon.

Under such a high-intensity battle, Li Xuan's milk supply was obviously insufficient, and burn marks began to appear on Zhong Zheng's body, and there was a burnt smell.

Atao was already accustomed to this fearless fighting method, which he often used when he was still a fire demon.

After all, the conditions in hell are extremely harsh, and the relationship between demons is one of life and death. If you don't behave a little crazy, you will be treated as a soft persimmon and crushed to death by other demons.

"Are you so anxious now? Humanity, struggle! Sink endlessly into the abyss of pain!"

After dodging Zhong Zheng's powerful attack, the Flame Demon distanced himself from him and raised his hands into the air. A huge fireball gathered above him and continued to grow larger.

"Die, human! The Flame Realm is coming!"

The scorching fireball flew towards Zhong Zheng.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Zhong Zheng took a deep breath and held the Storm Axe horizontally in front of him.

In an instant, a whirlwind began to swirl around Zhong Zheng, surrounding him, and even Li Xuan's holy light power was isolated.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, as if a storm was coming.

Zhong Zheng opened his eyes, the storm gathered on the battle axe, and the axe blade flashed with dazzling lightning.

"This is my strongest attack. Die, Fire Demon!"

The Storm Axe collided with the Fire Demon's fireball. The collision of the two forces made the battlefield silent, and almost everyone turned their eyes to Zhong Zheng.

This one blow determined everyone's fate.

The axe blade split the fireball and turned into a blade of light that attacked the fire demon.

However, the split fireball hit Zhong Zheng's body, and the high temperature instantly burned Zhong Zheng's clothes.

"not good!"

"It's over!"

"how come?"

Seeing Zhong Zheng being hit by the fireball, many students roared in despair.

The elves in the battle also witnessed this desperate scene. Once Zhong Zheng died, it would mean that all their efforts would be wasted. The Western Fantasy World would be over...