"Just a little change." Ezreal blinked his eyes, made an OK gesture, "Just a little."
"Hmph, you guy." Cana rolled her eyes helplessly, but when her gaze turned to Natsu, who was breathing fire and flying up and down in the battlefield, a smile bloomed on her face, "Looking at it this way, Natsu won't have to worry about motion sickness anymore."
Ezreal nodded in agreement.
After Happy was modified by him, he not only learned the magic Yuumi knew, but his own Wing Magic could also be applied to Natsu through additional states.
As long as he conserved his magic, he could fly for a long time.
"Let's go!" Cana laughed heartily, patted the white horse between her legs, rose into the air, and charged into the battlefield again.
The idle Ezreal smiled slightly, and the Evil Wolf beside him, without any command, immediately transformed into a black cloud and drilled into his shadow at his feet, then the black cloud rapidly expanded, carrying him slowly into the air.
The battlefield here was enough with everyone, he needed to go check on the enemy's portal, and if possible, it would be best to cover it with his own Dimensional Portal.
This would not only solve the problem at its root but also allow him to capture a large number of evolution materials for himself.
The Evil Wolf's speed was extremely fast, carrying Ezreal almost like a black meteor, trailing a long black smoke tail flame, flashing across the sky.
Because the Fairy Tail Guild companions were fighting with all their might, the battlefield was locked in a position not far from the portal.
Ezreal found the enemy's portal in almost no time.
However, the situation here seemed to be different from what Ezreal had expected.
Ezreal stood on the black cloud, stopped above the enemy's black and white portal, frowning tightly, his gaze sharply scanning the surroundings.
As far as the eye could see, a giant black and white energy vortex stood on the grassland, surrounded by vast, empty plains, but no Orc Soldiers were in sight.
And no Orc Soldiers emerged from within the portal either.
"This…" Ezreal hesitated, he slowly took off his goggles and put them on, and a white glow instantly ignited his eyes.
The blood vessels on both sides of his eyes bulged slightly due to congestion, his ears twitched slightly, carefully listening for even the slightest movement around him.
With his eyesight and perception amplified to the maximum, Ezreal observed for a long time but still found no trace of any life in the surroundings.
"Strange, where did the Orc Soldiers here go?" Ezreal frowned tightly, falling into deep thought.
The black cloud beneath him slowly carried him to the ground.
The black cloud danced around Ezreal's body once, then the black cloud rotated and transformed, a ten-meter-tall black-winged giant wolf landed beside Ezreal.
Ezreal looked at the Evil Wolf.
The Evil Wolf stared with blood-red eyes, vigilantly scanning the surroundings, its nose twitched twice, then it looked down at Ezreal and slowly shook its head.
The Evil Wolf bared its fangs, and a hoarse, deep human voice came from its mouth: "Even the most recent scent is from about seven hours ago."
Ezreal's frown deepened, "Are they giving up the attack?"
No sooner had he spoken than Ezreal, deep in thought, suddenly detected an abnormal spatial fluctuation, instantly interrupting his thoughts.
The black and white energy vortex in front of him, which had been slowly rotating, now suddenly trembled violently.
Strange gaps and cracks appeared on its smooth edges, and the form of the vortex constantly changed wildly between expansion and contraction.
Layers of colorless, ripple-shaped energy rapidly spread outwards from it.
Ezreal's expression changed slightly, "The portal is going to collapse?"
"Evil Wolf!" Ezreal shouted.
The Evil Wolf immediately spread its wings, took to the air, and flew straight up into the sky.
A golden light lit up from within Ezreal, and then his entire body disintegrated into a mass of golden energy particles and disappeared.
When he reappeared, Ezreal had retreated five hundred meters away, his eyes fixed on the now unstable portal.
Spatial energy leaked from the portal, and the form of the black and white energy vortex could no longer be maintained, beginning to violently twist, fluctuating in size, expanding and contracting.
After less than two seconds, the portal suddenly began to shrink, and the anticipated scene of the portal collapsing did not occur; the black and white energy compressed into a fingernail-sized sphere, and then slowly annihilated.
Ezreal, witnessing all of this, had a slightly grim expression, "It's not collapsing, they closed the portal and reclaimed the spatial energy!"
Ezreal formed a sword-finger with his left hand, a white light illuminated and touched his forehead, the next second he closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into Summoner's Rift.
What met his eyes in the Rift was a ground full of Orc Soldiers' corpses, and the middle lane sky, which had originally been continuously dropping Orc Soldiers, no longer had any Orc Soldiers falling.
Ezreal's spirit body floated above the Rift, his face as dark as water, "Sure enough, it was also closed?"
At the same time, the same thing happened in several other battlefields.
The Mages in fierce combat were the first to discover that the enemy's portals, for some unknown reason, suddenly began to close one after another, leaving only residual Orc Soldiers on the battlefield.
Although this greatly reduced the pressure, a sudden unease surged in everyone's hearts… Night, the bright moon hung high.
The Fairy Tail Guild hall was brightly lit.
The hall was packed.
Except for Gildarts, who was currently on an external mission, almost all members of the Guild were present.
Makarov stood on the stage, his gaze slowly sweeping over the children below.
Everyone sat casually, their faces showing more or less a hint of fatigue.
After a brief silence, Makarov opened his mouth and asked, "Laxus, have the remaining Orc Soldiers been dealt with?"
Laxus responded expressionlessly, "After the portal closed, all the remaining ones were dealt with this afternoon."
Laxus's words made everyone breathe a sigh of relief in unison, and their previously tired expressions regained some vitality.
Makarov nodded slightly, then lightly coughed, shaking a report in his hand, "The latest news from the Magic Council confirms that the portals in various places have been closed, and apart from some areas still having residual Orc Soldiers, most of the Orc Soldiers have basically been eliminated."
"That sounds like good news." Erza's expression was serious, "But this feels a bit anticlimactic."
Mystogan looked at Makarov and asked, "How much combat power has the enemy deployed so far?"
Ezreal tapped the table with his finger, "Two hundred eighty thousand. I've seen the battle report from the Magic Council; the various Guilds, combined with the Royal Army, dealt with about two hundred sixty thousand, and less than twenty thousand were teleported by me into a dimensional space to feed my Summoned Beasts."
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