Chapter 592

The Hollowfication time can last up to twenty hours, making him the one who maintained it the longest among the entire Masked Legion.

It could be said that the combined time of everyone on the entire team was still not as long as Jūshirō Ukitake's time.

Although his strength might not be as great as that of some former captain-level fighters, his combat endurance was unquestionably first-rate.

However, only being skilled at bare-handed fighting could also be considered Jūshirō Ukitake's shortcoming.

After all, when dealing with enemies of this scale, relying solely on bare-handed fighting cannot eliminate the majority of the foes.

"Honestly, everyone's techniques are a little too inelegant."

"Let me handle this."

Fēngqiáolóu Shílàng watched his companions fighting all around him and let out a slight sigh.

He gently rested a palm against his own forehead, and the expression on his face grew considerably calmer.

As his hands waved continuously toward the rear, he resembled a conductor directing a musical stage performance.

"Play, Kinshara."

The moment Fēngqiáolóu Shílàng spoke his Zanpakutō's release command, the Demon God Race members nearby suddenly began behaving strangely.

As if suddenly entangled by something, they abruptly began to be crushed and wither away.

Threads of golden light flickered into existence in the air, tightening in time with the continuous gestures of Fēngqiáolóu Shílàng's hands.

Countless members of the Demon God Race were instantly wrapped around their entire bodies by these threads, and began to crumble into shredded meat that fell to the ground.

"What just happened?"

Natsu also woke up at this moment; the flying kick from Hiyori earlier had knocked him out for quite a long time.

After suddenly regaining consciousness at this moment, his face immediately filled with confusion.

Finding that no one around him was paying him any attention, Natsu looked up into the high sky.

The Masked Legion members currently in combat happened to be caught in Natsu's line of sight as well.

Whether it was Fēngqiáolóu Shílàng's elegant fighting style, or the brawling combat styles of Jūshirō Ukitake, Rokutō Kenshi, and the others.

All of it made Natsu Dragneel's face freeze slightly; he had not expected these people's strength to be that powerful.

"So strong! These guys are really strong!"

Light flickered in Natsu's eyes; while every single one of them was this strong,

it did not deal the Dragon Slayer Mage even the slightest blow, and instead made him grow increasingly excited.

"Natsu, this guy, is really optimistic—even after seeing such tremendous power, he doesn't seem to have any particular reaction."

"I really envy that little brat from the Makarov family; was I this optimistic when I was young?"

"Truly a thick-headed little brat, but then again, that is Fairy Tail's trademark."

Several of the Ten Wizard Saints, Makarov included, were all somewhat speechless at the Natsu before them, but at the same time there was also a hint of praise mixed in.

Some were even somewhat envious of Natsu's cheerful and reckless personality.

"Master, should we step forward to help?"

Erza stepped forward, looked toward Makarov; the battle in mid-air was still continuing.

The situation on the battlefield appeared to have developed into a one-sided affair, but the perceptive Erza had already noticed.

That these people's terrifying strength, the power that shook their hearts, seemed to stem from the masks on their faces.

Some members of the Masked Legion had already begun removing the masks from their faces.

Not only that, but the seven people aside from Hirako Shinji all flashed forward in a single bound to the vicinity of these Ishugar people.

They simply folded their arms across their chests and quietly watched Hirako Shinji not far away.

"Everyone, why did you suddenly come back? And the masks on your faces..."

Hibari looked at the Rokutō Kenshi and the others before him, a hint of confusion appearing on his face.

While puzzled, he also voiced the thought on most people's minds.

"A hero only lasts for three minutes."

"Watch closely."

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