Chapter 284: The demon named Satan!

Lucy: "This smile... it reveals a hint of cunning within the kindness!!"

Happy: "Even Lucy can tell?"

Lucy: "Hey... you're making it sound like I'm not very smart..."

Gray: "Don't worry about those details. By the way, is this smile really kind? Why does it look bone-chilling to me?"

Gajeel: "Plus one, I've already started mourning for the Jellal of the black world."

"After all, the opponent is that Black Natsu!" ===== CHAPTER 597 =====

Jellal: "So, watching oneself from another world about to suffer also makes one feel anxious? Is this what Gajeel felt before?"

The scene on the sky screen continued.

Jellal stared at Black Natsu sitting in his seat, then glanced at the chessboard in front of him.

His brows were tightly furrowed.

Even Jellal, the man who played the Magic Council in the palm of his hand with a Thought Projection.

At this moment, he began to find it difficult to fathom the thoughts of the Black Natsu before him.

What exactly does he want to do??

Why did he come here with Simon? Why did he come directly to find him?

What is his purpose in finding him?

And, even though he already knew that he was Siegrain of the Magic Council.

Why is he still sitting here as if nothing happened?

Even... inviting him to play chess?

Everything seemed too bizarre.

Is this guy an enemy?

If he is, why not take advantage of the fact that his strength isn't at its peak and make a move?

But, if he is... he couldn't possibly have just come to find him for a simple game of chess, right?

Are you kidding me? Where in this world is there such a bored person?

"What's wrong?"

"Why are you standing there stunned? Is there no chair? Don't tell me that in such a huge tower, you can't even get a chair?"

Just as Jellal’s mind was spinning wildly.

Black Natsu’s voice sounded again, startling Jellal.

He let out a heavy breath.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers gently.

The next moment, a chair made of magic power appeared opposite Jellal.

"How could that be, I was just curious why you appeared here."

Jellal stepped forward, arrived opposite Black Natsu, and sat down.

Hearing this, Black Natsu smiled: "Maybe I got lost and ended up here?"

"That guy Simon... he must have rebelled, right?"

Jellal said aloud.

"You must be the guy he invited, in order to... destroy this tower?"

He asked tentatively.

"You got half of it right." Black Natsu responded.

Jellal was somewhat puzzled.

"Want to know?" Black Natsu asked with a half-smile.

"Otherwise, my heart will be very uneasy." Jellal said.

"But, if I don't want to say it, you have no way to make me speak, do you?" Black Natsu toyed with the pieces on the board.

Jellal took a deep breath.

Then he shook his head: "How do you want to play?"

He clearly knew that what Black Natsu said was a fact.

At the very least, in his current state, he did not have the qualifications to make Black Natsu speak.

However, since he didn't intend to make a move, why should he rush to his death?

Anyway, as long as he drags it out until the moment the holy light descends.

He will have won.

As for the sacrifice...

Simon’s betrayal had indeed caught him off guard.

But, it didn't matter, Jellal still had his final trump card.

That was to use himself as the sacrifice.

To let that lord descend; from then on, he would be that lord, and that lord would be him!

This was what that lord told him in his despair.

One body, one life!

As long as he follows that lord, he will surely obtain true freedom!

Black Natsu looked at the chessboard: "This is your territory, you should be the one to set the rules, right?"

Jellal nodded gently.

"Since that's the case, let's begin, Paradise Game!"

"Your people should be in this tower too, right?"

"Coincidentally, my people are here too; we will use them as chess pieces, and whichever side reaches here first, that side wins."

"Whatever." Black Natsu said.

"Then... let's begin!"

Both sides set up their pieces.

And at the same time, the battle inside the Tower of Paradise unfolded.

Fukuro, carrying magic boosters, had already encountered an enemy.

White long hair danced in the wind, and a sexy body was wrapped in a black leather jacket.

"Demon Mirajane!"

Fukuro said in a deep voice.

"Oh? You guy... neither human nor hawk, what kind of thing are you?"

Mirajane looked at Fukuro in front of her, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Such a guy is rarely seen.

Could it be... a product of the combination of human and animal??

"Eww..." Just thinking about it made Mirajane shudder.

"Your parents must be quite perverted, right?"

Facing Mirajane’s teasing, Fukuro remained unmoved.

Instead, he set up a fighting stance: "Demon, Mirajane! Apostle of the devil! An evil existence."

"It seems this is the choice of fate; today, you will die at the hands of the warrior of justice, Fukuro!"

He gripped his palm in the air.

And roared: "Justice will prevail!!"

"What kind of nonsense, justice this, justice that, it's hilarious." Mirajane curled her lips in disdain.

Her magic power surged as well.

Crimson light! Blew her long white hair.

The demon unsheathed her claws at this moment!

"However, if you think you can take my life, then come and try."

"Oh ho ho ho ho!!"

Fukuro let out a strange cry, and the magic flight gear on his back deployed two magic circles at the tail.

Then, the violently erupting flames propelled Fukuro into the sky!

His speed! Even created a violent sonic boom in an instant!

Like a speeding bolt of lightning, he slammed directly toward Mirajane!

Perhaps because the speed was too fast, Mirajane didn't even react for a moment.

The next moment, Fukuro had already rushed in front of her.

A heavy punch, swung out!

At the critical moment, Mirajane’s pupils contracted! ===== CHAPTER 598 =====