The blood scattering in the air was incinerated and evaporated by an unimaginably high temperature before it could even get close to Roland. At the same time, the Moonlight Sword in his hand swept out.
A flash of deep blue light.
Clang—
The steel spears were effortlessly cut in half, and their wielders were cut down at the waist along with them. Gushing blood stained a large patch of the deep purple grass red.
The once quiet and beautiful floating island had, in this moment, turned into a complete and utter purgatory!
Faced with such a brutal scene, the soldiers had long since lost their will to fight. They all stood frozen in place, their eyes filled with intense despair.
Unable to escape, unable to move—
They could only wait like lambs to the slaughter, for the butcher's blade to fall.
"..."
Watching this scene from a distance, Erza's eyes widened, a look of disbelief in their depths. The hands holding the Ten Commandments Spear involuntarily dropped to her sides.
One attack... just one attack, and more than half of the soldiers of the 2nd Magic War Division she had brought were dead!?
There were over six hundred of these soldiers—even with the empire's most powerful magic cannon, it would take several minutes to kill them all!
Erza bit her lip, her entire being sinking into an unprecedented despair.
I can't win. There's no way I can win against these two demons!
Even if she brought all four of the other Magic War Divisions, it would be impossible.
"Giving up so soon?"
Looking at the ashen-faced Fairy Hunter, Mirajane pouted with disinterest, her sharp fingertips spreading open and pointing at her.
She had originally wanted to have some fun with this Erza, but who would have thought that Roland's sudden Take Over magic would scare this group into giving up all resistance.
Stupid Roland!
"It's over... Dark Stream!"
A dark purple magic circle appeared in front of her palm. Pitch-black magic power surged out, condensing in mid-air into several giant, dark claws that rushed toward the dazed Erza with unstoppable force.
"—Sonic Spear!"
Faced with the black claws rushing toward her, Erza instinctively changed the form of her Ten Commandments Spear and dodged at an extremely fast speed.
"You are definitely not the Mirajane from that Fairy guild. Who are you, and who is that guy over there!?"
Erza said in a deep voice.
She had been hunting that dark guild for nearly two years, so she naturally knew Mirajane very well—a gentle personality, with little combat power even when using magic items.
This demon in front of her... rather than being Mirajane, it was more like they only had a similar appearance.
If the Mirajane she knew possessed such immense power, she wouldn't have been able to hunt down more than ten guild members—
Even the Guild Master had died at her hands during the last siege.
"That's not an important matter—we'll talk after you've become our prisoner!"
After speaking, the wings on her back suddenly shot forward, and Mirajane's hands were covered in a dark purple magic halo.
Darkness Spark.
Boom!!
A howling hurricane swept past.
Claws and spear collided. The immense impact forced Erza's figure back continuously, her iron boots plowing two deep trenches in the ground.
She's so strong, too—this woman!
In that brief clash, Erza felt the terrifying power contained within that slender body.
"Go for it, Mirajane!"
After releasing his Resurrección state, Roland sat leisurely in a chair and shouted loudly.
The grass behind him was piled with corpses; the more than six hundred elite imperial soldiers had been completely annihilated.
Perhaps because he had fused with the Ulquiorra template, he felt no resistance to killing for the first time. It was as if he had just stepped on an ant by his foot.
...
The outcome of the duel was, without a doubt, Mirajane's victory.
"Hah... haah..."
Erza panted heavily, looking at Mirajane, who was still in her original form, with a face full of unwillingness.
A complete defeat.
Facing Mirajane in her demon state, no matter what form her Ten Commandments Spear took, it couldn't close the gap between them.
Not to mention that the other guy's oppressive presence had been there the whole time, making it difficult for her to breathe and her steps heavy...
"It's only been half an hour. Compared to the Erza from my world, you're really lacking in strength."
Mirajane grabbed her pineapple-like crimson hair, lifting her entire body up and forcing her to meet her gaze...
Seeing the pained expression on Erza's face, a pleased smile appeared on Mirajane's.
My world... Erza?
Forcing her eyes open, Erza noticed the key point in her words, and a guess gradually formed in her mind.
Could it be that these two monster-like people were from another world?
"So, what are you going to do next?"
Under Erza's angry gaze, Mirajane released the finger pinching her chin and asked with a curious tone.
"If I just ask about the guild's location, you probably won't tell me, right?"
"Don't worry, I have a way to make you talk."
Roland casually took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and squatted down in front of the kneeling Erza with a smile.
"Erza, could I trouble you to sign your name in the bottom-left corner with your blood?"
"Get lost! If you have the guts, kill me!"
Looking at the culprit who had slaughtered her army, the bound Erza's eyes were filled with killing intent as she squeezed the words out through her teeth.
She didn't care if this parchment was a magic item; she would die before signing it—it was the pride of the captain of the 2nd Magic War Division.
"Should I use hypnosis magic? I happen to know a little."
Mirajane blinked, and pink magic power swirled around her fair fingertips.
Although this kind of magic had almost no effect on people with ample magic power like Natsu or Gray, it should be no problem to control Erza, who had no magic power, for two or three minutes.
"No need to be so troublesome. Actually, it will work even if I use your blood to sign."
Roland waved his hand nonchalantly, then reached out and wiped some of the blood trickling from the corner of Erza's mouth.
Then, under her increasingly uneasy gaze, he used his index finger to write her name on the parchment, stroke by stroke.
Erza Knightwalker!
"Done~"
Roland stood up, reached out and pinched Erza's chin, lifting her head slightly.
"Welcome to being my slave, Erza!"
<><><><><><>
Read Advanced Chapters on : patreon.com/Kaizo247
~ Every 150 PS = Bonus Chapter!
~ Push the Story forward with your [Power Stones]