Chapter 587

"Such a huge number... how could it be..."

A touch of fear flashed through Makarov's eyes as he glanced around.

He noticed that most of the people were already nearly pushed to their limits, all barely holding on with the last traces of magic power in their bodies.

But the situation before them might not be so easy to handle.

Because the Demon God Tribe members continuously falling from the sky made Makarov even more panicked.

Especially since nearly half of the companions from the guild beside him had already fallen.

Even Makarov himself felt he was almost reaching his limit.

"Lord Ace, these Demon God Tribe members... do we truly have any chance of defeating these monsters?"

"The number of these fellows keeps growing more and more. I'm ashamed to say, our magic power has already... ~."

A touch of shame appeared on Makarov's face. He had originally thought that even if they weren't the main force on this trip—

They could still help with most of the work, but the number of enemies they needed to face had barely been reduced by a small portion—nothing more.

Yet most of the enemies still hadn't been killed by them, which made Makarov find it even harder to accept in his heart.

The gap in strength was the most obvious, and also the hardest thing to accept.

"I don't know either. You all fall back first, leave it to us."

"Once you've recovered your magic power, you can join back in."

Ace's expression at this moment was also slightly grim; the sheer number even made him feel they were a tough opponent.

Actually, this was mainly because Lin Cheng had simply overestimated these mages of Ishgar.

He had originally thought they should at least be able to barely hold their own against the Demon God Tribe and a group of Hollows, but he hadn't expected that even with the help of three S-rank puppets,

They couldn't accomplish such a thing.

It couldn't help but make Lin Cheng, who was controlling everything from afar, feel a bit of regret.

But for the sake of impact, the entire act had to be played out fully; he couldn't just send over a hundred Hollows.

That wouldn't be quite as impactful, and it would be too easy for the people of Ishgar to break through.

"Then we'll trouble you, Lord Ace. We'll recover our magic power quickly."

"Then we'll come back to help Lord Ace. For now, please trouble Lord Ace to hold them off for a while."

A touch of relief appeared on Makarov's face at this moment; fortunately, the three of them—Ace and the others—were there to help.

Otherwise, relying solely on themselves, they probably wouldn't have even finished dealing with the Hollows before losing their lives.

"Flame Emperor!"

After Makarov and the others had retreated a considerable distance, Ace also immediately released his strongest move in a deep voice.

He created several rings of massive spiral-shaped flames, unleashing the Flame Emperor.

After the Flame Emperor was released from his body, the flames gathered into a sun-like fireball, which he then hurled toward the nearby Hollow swarm.

This was his strongest technique. Through his own Devil Fruit awakening, although the Flame Emperor's fireball hadn't grown any larger,

The scorching intensity made it feel even more blisteringly hot.

"Boom!"

The massive explosion swept across the entire desert, and sandstorms began to spread outward from the surrounding areas.

Especially in the places scorched by the Flame Emperor, even the sand seemed to have been suddenly burned away in large amounts.

"Amazing... when did Ace become this strong...."

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Even Natsu Dragneel, who also played with fire, watched this terrifying scene with a touch of surprise on his face.

A glint of light began to flash in his eyes; while admiring Ace in his heart, he was also spurring himself to grow stronger.

"The numbers still haven't decreased much... what a terrifying bunch."

Erza, watching from the side as the Hollows were reduced by less than half, also gained a touch of solemnity on her face.

After Ace unleashed such a powerful move, there was no need for them to think too much—they all clearly knew it must have cost him a great deal of stamina.

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