"Is this the Erza of this world?"
Mirajane carefully sized up the crimson figure. Although she had heard Roland mention her several times, this was the first time she had seen her.
Well... it was strange, seeing a familiar comrade become so unfamiliar.
"Don't substitute the Erza you know for her. You should know that at least half of the guild members died at the hands of this Fairy Hunter."
Roland stood up, his left hand casually resting on the long sword at his waist, a slight smile on his lips.
He had just been about to go to the capital to find this Fairy Hunter, and in the next second, they were found by her, treated as prey.
What a nice coincidence!
"Roar—"
The dragon-like magical beast roared, the immense shockwave kicking up clouds of dust. The tent that had been set up nearby flew into the sky like a kite with a broken string.
Compared to the Erza she knew, this Erza was completely different, aside from her similar appearance.
Her long, crimson hair was tied into a high ponytail that bloomed like a pineapple flower. She wore a black scarf around her neck, and her upper body was clad only in a metal breastplate, revealing her graceful abdomen.
In her hand, she held a strangely shaped spear. She looked just as heroic and valiant—but this one was clearly much colder.
Following behind her were several smaller monsters, on which stood a large number of well-equipped soldiers.
Bringing so many people... are they preparing to besiege Fairy Tail?
"With just the two of you, don't put up a pointless struggle!"
A cruel smile appeared on Erza's face as she pointed her spear at Mirajane and said with killing intent, "Although I don't know why you're here, today—"
"If you're going to fight, then hurry up. Don't waste time with such words."
Roland interrupted her directly, then turned to Mirajane beside him and asked.
"Me?"
He couldn't wait to put the Slave Contract on this cold and aloof older sister.
When he brought her back to the guild, the expressions on Erza's and everyone else's faces would surely be interesting!
"Let me! I haven't fought in a long time. This is a good opportunity to get reacquainted with Satan Soul."
Mirajane took a deep breath.
She wanted to see just how strong the Erza of this world was, to be able to kill more than half of the guild members.
"Be careful not to get hurt. This Erza is strong."
Roland reminded her.
He remembered that when the two Erzas fought, the final result was mutual destruction—from this, it was clear that this counterpart had some skill.
"Okay."
Mirajane nodded in understanding, and then a dark purple magic circle suddenly appeared above her head.
Full-Body Take Over: Satan Soul!
Surging purple magic power enveloped Mirajane's body. Her once-gentle and cute expression became cold and domineering. Her white hair shot up, and a pair of demon-like wings slowly unfolded from her back.
"—!?"
Seeing Mirajane suddenly transform, Erza's pupils shrank abruptly. The sudden, powerful aura made her tighten her grip on the spear in her hand.
Strong—this person in front of me is stronger than anyone I've ever met!
Why would the weakest person in Fairy Tail, Mirajane, become like this!?
Erza didn't understand.
"Come on, let me see the power of the so-called Fairy Hunter!"
Flying into the air, a smile split Mirajane's lips. Paired with her wicked-looking makeup, she looked very intimidating.
Fortunately, before coming to Edolas, she had followed Roland's instructions and gotten a magic-restoring pill from Grandma Porlyusica.
"Legion!"
Erza's expression grew more solemn. Without the slightest hesitation, she commanded the giant magical beast beneath her.
With the command, the magical beast named Legion swooped down, rushing toward the small floating island at an extremely fast speed.
The soldiers of the 2nd Magic War Division behind her also followed closely, each holding an exquisitely crafted metal spear.
But—
"When others are dueling, it's not good for a swarm of flies to be so annoying, is it?"
Roland unhurriedly walked in front of them, his right hand slowly drawing the long sword from his waist as he whispered.
"Enclose, Murciélago."
In an instant, a rain of dark green water fell from the sky. A heavy Reiatsu spread out rapidly from him as the center, and the entire floating island trembled as if it couldn't bear the weight.
"...Huh!?"
"What is that—what on earth is that thing!!"
"I can't move, my body won't listen to me!"
"Damn it, is it some strange magic item..."
Under countless terrified gazes, Roland, having completed his Resurrección, walked toward them step by step, a Moonlight Sword condensed from Reiatsu in his hand.
His slender figure, pitch-black demonic wings, dark green pupils, and the special tear marks under his eyes—it was a perfect match for Mirajane just now.
Like two demons who had just climbed out of hell.
Watching the approaching figure, the once-aggressive soldiers swallowed dryly and couldn't help but want to take a few steps back.
But under the tangible pressure formed by the Reiatsu, let alone retreating, even moving a finger was a luxury.
...
It wasn't just the soldiers; even Erza and Mirajane, who were fighting not far away, felt it.
"You've got to be kidding me...!!"
Erza gritted her teeth, her hands holding the Ten Commandments Spear trembling uncontrollably as she shouted as if to vent.
It wasn't fear or terror, but the body's instinct when facing a higher-dimensional existence.
A monster—
That kid is a monster through and through!
Previously, when facing Mirajane, who seemed to be using some strange magic, she had felt that it would be tricky, but it wasn't a hopeless fight.
After all, with so many elite soldiers, it was impossible not to be able to take down two people. It would just be a matter of wasting more time and lives.
But now... let alone fighting, she couldn't even muster the thought of escaping. The only emotion left was despair.
"Is that... Roland?"
Mirajane turned her head to look, also murmuring in disbelief.
With an appearance so similar to her own, could it be that he had also taken over a demon?
At this time, Roland walked in front of the group of soldiers, lifted one of them by the head with one hand, and then, under everyone's gaze, squeezed his fingertips slightly.
"Goodbye."
Splat—
With a soft whisper, blood splattered everywhere, and the thick smell of blood filled the air.
In just an instant, everyone held their breath, and an indescribable fear spread madly in their hearts.
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