Chapter 442

Ignil looked toward Natsu, who was being held tightly by Erza not far away.

The next generation, whom they had once placed all their hopes on, perhaps carried too much in their eyes.

In Ignil's view, if Natsu and the other Dragon Slayers truly managed to take down the Black Dragon Acnologia, then Natsu and the others would probably end up becoming monsters just like Acnologia.

No human can escape the fate of being corroded by the Dragon's power.

"Please take good care of Natsu."

"Don't tell Natsu where I've gone."

Ignil turned his head and looked toward the battlefield not far away.

A fierce gale swept over from not far away, and a touch of solemnity appeared in Ignil's eyes.

With a sudden beat of his twin wings, he had already taken flight into the high sky.

But Erza, Happy, and the others had already been blown dizzy and disoriented by that biting gale.

By the time they wanted to look for Ignil's trail, it was already too late.

"Erza, what exactly happened..."

"Why did Ignil have to leave..."

"When Natsu wakes up, how are we supposed to tell him..."

Happy lowered his head, looking at his partner before him.

Tears began to well up in his eyes, and most of the guild companions around them had already fainted.

In this battle, no one was spared; Fairy Tail had basically suffered heavy losses.

But Erza forced herself to stay upright despite her exhausted body and shook her head.

"Let's talk about it after we get back to the guild..."

"Ignil must have something very important he needs to do."

Erza looked at Natsu in her arms, and the weariness of her body began to creep in after the fierce wind from earlier.

At last, she could no longer force herself to stay upright and collapsed.

Elsewhere, inside the Magic Council, Makarov and several other members of the Ten Wizard Saints.

They watched the sky beginning to crack, and the magic power growing chaotic, as if afraid of something.

A touch of fear appeared on their faces as well — no matter which one of them it was.

None of them had ever experienced the current situation, nor did anyone know what had caused it.

Was it because of the terrifying Monu Sect? Or the mysterious Akatsuki organization? Or that World Government?

Everything led them to point the cause of the matter at that group of outsiders.

"Master Makarov, I think we should go and take a look."

"As members of the Ten Wizard Saints, we cannot leave everything for those children to bear."

Jura looked at the sky that was gradually growing darker, feeling the chaotic magic power around him.

He looked at the short old man beside him, who was willing to shoulder everything, his expression filled with solemnity.

"Let's go..."

"Even if we can't defeat those outsiders, we cannot run away..."

Makarov let out a deep sigh; his figure was clearly short, like a dwarf.

Yet the resolve in those eyes was no less than that of any other Wizard Saint present.

The place where the two dragons clashed.

As the breath attacks of the two dragons ended, Acnologia and the Blue-Eyed White Dragon clashed together.

Whenever their sharp claws raked across each other's scales, a shower of sparks would burst forth.

Within a short while, both of their bodies were already streaked with dragon blood.

Excitement filled Acnologia's pupils.

This unfamiliar dragon before him possessed strength that was hardly inferior to that of Long Wang.

That powerful body, those hard scales, and that dragon breath no weaker than his own.

All of it thrilled him immensely, and in his heart his anticipation for the destruction the Blue-Eyed White Dragon would cause grew greater and greater.......

As the one who, hundreds of years ago, ended the Age of Dragons — Acnologia.

Did not bother to question how the Blue-Eyed White Dragon had appeared; at this moment, his thirst for power.

Was simply to destroy the fellow before him as quickly as possible, so that his own strength could be greatly enhanced.

"Fire Dragon King's Roar!"

Just as excitement surged endlessly in Acnologia's heart, a dragon breath wreathed in blazing flames came rushing toward him at high speed from not far away.

Like a swift storm of flames, its temperature was so high that even Acnologia had to dodge it directly.

"Fire Dragon King! Ignil!"

Acnologia let out a great roar, followed by an excited yet eerie smile.

The appearance of the two dragons did not make him feel any sense of crisis.

Instead, black magic power gradually began to seep out from the black scales all over his body.

This black magic power made the already shattered sky grow even more eerie.

"Acnologia, today is your time of death."

"As the one who ended the Age of Ten Thousand Dragons, your life should also, together with the old era, come to its curtain!"