A low voice entered Jerome's ears from behind, and a chill shot straight to the top of his head. What powerful stealth—he hadn't even noticed someone getting behind him.
Who could so easily see through the flaws in his Magic?!
Jerome twisted his body, using his shoulder to push back, intending to forcefully draw his Dark Sword, but to his surprise, there was no one behind him and he struck empty air.
By the time he reacted, a fist had already struck his face.
Jerome, already unsteady, cried out in pain and fell backward.
"Your swordsmanship is mediocre, your hand-to-hand combat is a mess. Besides this Dark Sword, what else do you have?"
"Oh, right, you're quite handsome—but compared to me, you're still a bit lacking."
Noah kicked away the Dark Sword from Jerome's hand, then delivered another heavy kick to his nose, making Jerome's eyes water from the pain.
Just as Noah was about to put Jerome to sleep for a while, a sense of danger from behind made him quickly dodge.
A long spear with barbs was embedded precisely where he had just been standing.
Jerome was not alone after all. With Gomon's timely assistance, he rolled on the ground without regard for his image, moving away from Noah, and picked up his Darkness Sword.
Looking at the long Dark Sword now radiating black Magic, Noah was a little helpless. He had personally watched Jerome use this Dark Sword to completely corrode a stone wall.
With such terrifying destructive power, and he was only working at a Black Magic Cult branch, how powerful must the high-ranking Priests of the Black Magic Cult be?
This world is indeed very dangerous.
Noah didn't know that the two people in front of him were Priests. He only knew that, now exposed, he couldn't deal with the two of them with just physical combat.
"How dare you ambush me, you despicable bastard!"
Jerome glared at Noah, furious. While being beaten just now, he had recognized the guild emblem on Noah's arm—it was that meddlesome Fairy Tail.
"Even if I am part of an evil Dark Guild, as a member of a Legal Guild, do you really think you can use such despicable methods to deal with me?! You bastard!"
When Jerome said this, both Noah and Gomon were stunned.
Dude!
Do I need to talk about chivalry when dealing with bad guys?
You're here to be funny, aren't you!
Noah couldn't help but burst out laughing, but Gomon, as a colleague, tried hard to suppress his twitching mouth. At least regarding his own role as an evil villain, he and Jerome shared the same perception.
"Jerome, the top priority is to capture this Fairy Tail Mage, and then interrogate him to my heart's content."
As a pervert who enjoyed interrogation, Gomon harbored a cruel desire to brutally torment anyone handsome or beautiful until they died.
"Interrogation Frenzy!"
One Magic circle after another unfolded around Gomon as he gestured, and various torture devices, different in style but equally terrifying, appeared.
Looking at a torture device called "Explosion Pliers," Jerome unconsciously shuffled his feet, moving himself further away from his perverted colleague.
Even Noah, who usually appeared unperturbed, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he saw some of the torture devices. If he were caught, he feared he would be in for a terrible time.
He should have bought a few defective Magic items from Doran to use earlier.
Noah knew very well that under the onslaught of so many torture devices, no matter how quick his movements, it would be absolutely impossible for him to escape unscathed, especially with a watchful Jerome also present.
This world is, after all, a world of Magic.
"Oh, I really overestimated myself."
Sighing as if resigned to his fate, Noah then looked at Jerome and Gomon. "Do either of you two know Dragon Slayer Magic?"
"Hmph, still spouting nonsense at a time like this!"
"Sweetheart, when I catch you, I'll find a hundred guys to serve you!"
Jerome and Gomon both attacked Noah.
"Then I'll assume you don't know Dragon Slayer Magic."
Torture devices and Dark Sword energy came pouring down, but Noah merely smiled slightly, a delicate, palm-sized figurine appearing in his hand at some unknown moment.
To protect his behind, Noah finally unleashed his trump card.
The world of Edolas—a war Magic weapon meticulously perfected by humans over hundreds of years, the forbidden autonomous Magic weapon—Dorma Anim!
This was an absolute weapon of destruction created by the Edolas King four hundred years ago, who, observing the chaotic Earth Land at the time, imitated an extremely terrifying existence.
Except for Dragon Slayer Magic, any other Magic would have its damage to Dorma Anim greatly reduced.
However, if it encountered a Dragon Slayer, Dorma Anim would not only be unable to mitigate damage but would instead suffer double the damage from Dragon Slayer Magic.
It could be said that Dragon Slayer Magic was the absolute natural enemy of Dorma Anim.
During Faust's most extreme period, he never even considered invading Earth Land, but instead secretly plundered Magic with Anima, precisely because he worried about encountering a Dragon Slayer and being wiped out in one go.
But in the current situation, Noah could confirm that the two members of the Black Magic Cult opposite him were not Dragon Slayers.
"Dorma Anim, activate Annihilation Mode."
A black Magic circle extended and expanded beneath Noah's feet, deflecting all Magic attacks aimed at him.
The small figurine now had its parts wildly rotating and assembling, instantly expanding this palm-sized model a thousandfold.
A humanoid mecha, gleaming with a silver-black metallic luster.
A colossal shadow enveloped Jerome and Gomon, stealing all their light.
A pair of crimson eyes stared emotionlessly at the two ants on the ground, and a cold mechanical voice rang out.
"Identity confirmed: His Royal Highness Prince Noah."
"Annihilation Mode, activated."
A powerful suction instantly swept away the Magic particles above Iron Furnace Ridge, converting them into a Magic cannon mixed with black particles in Dorma Anim's mouth.
The ground trembled, and even the air seemed to vibrate. The entire valley was illuminated a ghastly white by the light of the Magic cannon.
Under the earth-shattering magical might, Jerome and Gomon couldn't muster even a shred of courage to resist or flee. All they felt was a drowning sense of powerlessness and the despair of falling into an abyss.
Silently, the Annihilation Cannon blasted a large hole in the bottom of the valley, and Jerome and Gomon were obliterated by this terrifying attack.
What surprised Noah was that Jerome's Dark Sword was still there. Was Black Magic that tenacious? Though, judging by the heavily damaged blade, it probably couldn't be used anymore.
Shrinking and folding several times, Dorma Anim returned to its figurine size, but the commotion it caused could not be undone.
Noah knew that the Annihilation Cannon just fired would definitely attract people from the surrounding area. He didn't want to expose the existence of Dorma Anim just yet, and if he didn't, the destruction of the valley floor would be unexplainable.
This is so troublesome. Maybe I should just slip away.
Noah, attempting to make a quick escape, didn't succeed. From afar, he saw a lightly dressed young woman flying towards him on a card.
Cana looked at the young man standing in the valley, deep in thought, and waved vigorously. "Noah! Are you okay!"