"It's no use, the ghosts will never disappear. And even if you possess the magic of the Ten Saints, you'll be worn down sooner or later!"
Phantom Lord Joseph laughed heartily and cast another spell. A purple lightning phantom broke through Erza's sword defense and instantly wrapped around her, trapping her tightly.
"That's it, you brat!"
As the magic circle in Joseph's hand spun, the purple lightning phantom tightened like a python, causing Erza to scream in pain.
"This is the end for you!"
Ailu gritted her teeth and used her immense magical power to shatter the surrounding stone pillars, causing the roof to begin to collapse.
While Joseph dodged the falling rocks, Erza seized the opportunity and broke free from the Ghost Serpent's strangulation.
She moved nimbly, stepping on a falling boulder and instantly rushing towards Joseph, changing into the Heavenly Wheel Armor in mid-air.
The sword danced wildly, creating a destructive storm around him!
"No!"
Joseph roared in shock and anger, but before he could react, he was instantly swept into the storm. In a short time, he was struck thousands upon thousands of times, and blood gushed from countless wounds.
However, he did not give up the struggle!
Purple magic surged, and four magic circles unfolded in the sky, indiscriminately bombarding the storm of swords.
However, Erza would not let him go. If she could not completely defeat Joseph this time, there would be no second chance!
That's enough!!!
Erza chose to withstand Joseph's magical bombardment head-on. Even with her armor shattered, she did not retreat a single step. Moreover, her sword speed increased once again, and a terrifying storm swept in all directions, turning everything around her into ashes.
The power of this sword storm was so great that it broke through the castle. Even those outside could see the terror of the storm; everything was destroyed and annihilated!
The devastating storm lasted for a full ten minutes before it finally subsided.
Erza collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted, while Joseph was buried under rubble, his fate unknown.
Acnologia appeared in front of Erza in a flash, casually took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.
He scooped Erza up in a princess carry and praised, "Well done!"
Erza was so tired she could barely keep her eyes open, but she still whispered, "Don't hug me like that, it's too embarrassing..."
Acunorokia, however, didn't care: "She's my daughter, I can hold her however I want!"
What a domineering dad...
Erza closed her eyes helplessly, and without realizing it, the corners of her mouth had turned up slightly.
Then it's up to you...
Acnologia looked down at Joseph at his feet and found him rather an eyesore. He kicked him two hundred meters away, sending him crashing into the ruins.
"Separate attachment!"
He transferred all of Erza's injuries to Joseph, so the old good-for-nothing finally served a purpose and can spend the rest of his life lying in a hospital bed waiting to die.
After the pain subsided, Erza, who was already asleep, relaxed her brow.
boom!
Suddenly, a huge iron fist came crashing down. Acnologia frowned, then instantly stepped on the fist, bringing it to a steady stop.
Gajeel had recovered his strength and stood at the front, his gaze sweeping over Joseph, whose life was uncertain, his eyes revealing a fighting spirit: "Alright, this old man is no good, then I am the strongest of the Spectres!"
"Gajeel, are you kidding me? Why are you coming to me instead of Natsu?"
Acunorokia really wanted to say something like, "Have you forgotten? I treated you to pork leg when you were a kid."
Gajeel laughed arrogantly: "I can sense that you are also a Dragon Slayer Mage. Are you scared? Put down that woman and come and fight me fair and square."
As he spoke, he rushed forward, his fists transforming into iron pillars, unleashing dozens of punches in an instant.
Acnologia flashed behind Gajeel and kicked him in the butt, sending him flying hundreds of meters before he crashed into the ruins.
"Such powerful strength!" Gajeel rolled over and got up, brushing the dust off his hair. His fighting spirit was even stronger now; this was more interesting.
"Watch your Iron Dragon Grandpa's roar!"
He opened his mouth to gather magic power, a mysterious magic circle unfolded, and a violent roar erupted from it.
"Erza is already asleep, so don't make a racket."
Acnologia decided to teach him a lesson. She swayed slightly, easily dodging all of Gajeel's attacks, and seized the opportunity to kick him in the butt again.
This time, he used a little more force, sending Gajeel flying over a thousand meters. Gajeel crashed headfirst into the ground and fell completely unconscious.
On the other side, everyone's battles ended, and with the help of the enhancement spells, there were very few injured.
"Erza is so cool, she actually took on the Ghost Master of the Ten Wizard Saints all by herself."
"Mirajan too, it's been so long since I've seen her use the Receiving Magic, has something happened?"
"Eileen has been a great help!"
When everyone returned, they all wore joyful smiles; the battle had been exhilarating.
Suddenly, a large army marched in with orderly steps. It was the Rune Knights of the Magic Council. Natsu and the others, who had tried to escape, were suppressed on the spot.
"The Council of Judges!"
Makarov suddenly woke up, looked at the devastation, knelt on the ground and broke down in tears. The streets were so badly damaged that he couldn't afford to pay for it even if he sold everything he owned.
...
Next, the Rune Knights set up camp and began questioning each person one by one, a process that lasted a full week before finally ending.
Why would I do something like this?
At this moment, Erin had already put on her work clothes and worker's helmet, and was carrying bricks with Erza.
No one would believe that a supreme enchanter would do something like this.
Erza snorted, "Stop complaining. Everyone's working, you're just talking too much."
All day long, Eileen's nagging filled her ears; it was the first time she had ever realized how much her mother could talk.
Eileen was speechless. If it weren't for Erza supervising, she wouldn't have done it. She had just finished a fight and should have been getting a good night's sleep.
She pointed to Gray and Natsu, who were locked in a heated argument in the distance: "If you don't do something about those two, the newly built wall will be smashed again."
Erza roared, "What are you two bastards doing?"
"Erza!"
"Run!"
Natsu and Gray separated in a panic, then turned and ran, only to be caught up by Erza and given a good beating.
When Erza returned, Irene had already disappeared.
"Lucy!"
Erza suddenly turned around and shouted, startling Lucy who was slacking off. Lucy looked left and right nervously: "Ah!?"
boom!
Suddenly, a golden lightning bolt struck Lucy beside her, nearly scaring her out of her wits.
What are you doing?
Lucy was furious. She rolled up her sleeves, wanting to confront him, but was scared off by Laxus's cold, sharp gaze and cowered behind Erza.
He strode over, looked at the group's disheveled state, and mocked, "You guys are really useless to have been beaten like this by a ghost."
Erza was furious: "What are you talking about?"
He stared at Erza and sneered, "You know perfectly well what you're asking. These useless people in the guild..."
"You bastard, you keep calling me trash. Let's see who's the real trash!"
Natsu was furious and charged forward with a punch, but Laxus, in the form of lightning, easily dodged and kicked him twenty meters away.
Habi turned his head away, unable to bear looking at him.
Laxus threw his head back and laughed: "Once I inherit the guild, all of you trash will disappear, and I will create the strongest guild ever!"
"The strongest in the world!"
After saying that, he vanished in a flash of lightning.
Lucy sat down in the chair at the front desk, a little annoyed: "That guy doesn't seem like a good person, and he even mentioned inheriting the guild."
Mirajane lay on the table and said helplessly, "Actually, Laxus is the chairman's grandson. He is much stronger than me and is one of the strongest substitutes. If the chairman steps down, he might really be the one to inherit the position."
Lucy sighed softly. If that guy had inherited the guild, it probably wouldn't be as warm and comfortable as it is now.
Mirajane reassured her, "Don't worry, the president must have anticipated this and will definitely make arrangements. We'll just have to watch."
"Um!"