The Demonic Swordsman Of Fairy Tail

Having explained the details of the mission, Astaroth and Ultear headed for the city of Korda. They were accompanied by Zancrow, Kain and many soldiers.

According to what he had been told, the head of the dark Blood Fallen guild, Édouard Wakoru, allegedly incited several guilds to this rebel against Grimoire Heart. Normally, these guilds paid a fee to be protected against other rival guilds. But Edward had persuaded them to free themselves from their master by forming a great alliance and fortifying the city of Korda. Fearing massive rebellion, Hades ordered the four Kin of Purgatory to clear the city and eliminate all those present.

Soon they arrived at their destination. Since the black guild coalition had settled there the city was fortified by the enslaved dweller, few of whom were still alive. Its size was already large, but now it gave the impression of being an invincible fortress. Unfortunately with a time mage in their ranks, this kind of protection was useless against the Grimoire heart army.

Ultear: Zancrow you will attack the East Gate, Kain you take the West, and Astaroth you come with me to attack the North Gate, we will head directly to Edward, if he escapes other guilds could rebel, so his death is a priority.

The God Slayer and Kain obeyed the orders of their leader and went to their designated targets, they were accompanied by 2/3 of their soldiers. The other two Kin of Purgatory waited a few minutes for their companions to start attacking. It was then that a black flame appeared in the east of the city, while in the West a metal doll was devastating the wall. Seeing the scene in front of her and hearing the cries of panic of the allies, Ultear had a devilish smile. The man standing beside him had no reaction, but inside he felt excited by this fight, it was the perfect opportunity to test his new power.

Ultear: It seems like it's our turn to go there.

At these words, the wizard of time began to use his magic.

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The guards at the North Gate panicked. The enemy had suddenly created two gaps in their defense and they did not know whether to maintain their position or join the combat zone. But they could never make up their minds because the wall in front of them suddenly began to collapse. The stone walls seemed to crumble, the door creaked and collapsed because of the rotten wood, it was as if hundreds of years without interviews it was to sell. Finally, the door collapsed creating a cloud of dust.

The guards looked at the scene in front of them anxiously, they felt a great fear when they saw that because they feared to suffer the same fate. The dust eventually dissipates revealing the perpetrators of this destruction.

What they saw was shocking to them. There was a beautiful black haired woman wearing a mauve dress revealing her seductive body. On his right stood an individual wearing a black coat with red clouds and handling a sword. It was impossible to see his face because he was wearing a white mask consisting of a wavy pattern with three tomoes around the center. The only visible part of his face was his bloody eyes. Their bloods were cooling in the eyes of them, it was as if they plunged into an abyss of hatred and blood. Behind them stood dozens of people, they all wore a purple coat with white lines, the hood of the mantle covered their heads, over which they had dressed in a black cloak. They wore simple black pants and shoes of the same color. They too wore a white mask, but they all had the badge of Grimoire Heart.

The man with the sword, pulled his Katana out of his scabbard and pointed at the guards still amazed.

Astaroth: Exterminate them! No survivors!

The men behind him roared and rushed towards their enemies. Some of them used magic sticks while others used their magic directly. Because of the sudden attack, the guards were disorganized, they suffered heavy losses before they could reorganize and be able to withstand some of their attackers.

The two Kin of Purgatory watched the fight for a few seconds before leaving for downtown. This kind of fight did not interest them. Magi of levels would only serve as cannon fodder against them, so it was better to quickly find the target they were looking for.

In a short time, they arrived in front of a huge dome-shaped building, there were several banners floating, but the one that stood out the most, by its size, was the Blood Fallen guild. head cut bloody with a dagger in the skull. Most black wizards had scattered around the city to fight the invaders so only about ten people were left hooded in black coats standing in front of the building. They all wore the same clothes and the only one that stood out was the one standing a few meters in front of the others.

Ultear: Edward Wakoru, I presume?

Edward: Who would have thought that Hades would have sent me such a beautiful woman to see me? If you submit now I swear to treat you well in the future.

Ultear looked coldly at the man in front of her as if she was looking at dead meat. Astaroth was disgusted by Edward. He was a far too arrogant man and he had just insulted his friend in his presence as if he were not even there.

Astaroth: Let's finish this idiot quickly. It makes us waste time.

He pointed his left index finger at his target. At the end of it was formed a small ball of concentrated water. The ball turned on itself before being projected on Edward. To his astonishment, the bullet went through him as if he were not even there.

Astaroth thought: Interesting.

Edward lost no time in useless words and charged his adversary with his companions, they all handled a dagger in each hand. Astaroth turned his gaze to his partner to tell him to walk away. He did not need it because she was already gone. She knew the swordsman well enough to know he would fight this man alone.

Having made sure Ultear only watched the fight, Astaroth rushed to his opponents. It was impossible for him to distinguish Edward because he wore the same clothes as the others. He tried to slice the nearest enemy, but this time his body passed through him. Always surprised by this event, a second assassin took the opportunity to kick him in the face. This shot sent the swordsman through the air, but he fell back to his feet.

He gave a blow of the sword to the one who stoned him on it but this time the assassin blocked with his two daggers. His sword struggling with him, two more assassins jumped on him. Sensing the danger of this attack Astaroth pointed his left hand at one of the assassins, a jet of boiling water out of it and hit one of the attackers. This time the water did not pass through but hit her target well, but instead of a corpse, the body dissipated like a shadow. As for the other assassin, he passed through the swordsman. The latter was confused by what had happened, some of his opponents seemed to be illusions while others was made of darkness.

He quickly eliminated the opponent in front of him who dematerialized himself also in shadow. Subsequently, he moved a few tens of meters from his opponents to better observe them. What was surprising was that his opponents had gone from ten to twenty.

His eyes widened at the sudden realization before him. He had not paid attention to it before, but now that he was looking attentively at the people in front of him, he saw that they all had the same magic channel. Usually every magician had a different magical channel, be it the shape, the color, the emotions that emanated there, etc. But all his adversaries had the same magic channel as if they were the same person.

The pieces being nested, Astaroth finally understood the power of his opponent. He probably mastered a Lost Magic or a special form of Shadow magic, which allowed him to create illusions and clones of himself. With that kind of power, it was no wonder he was so arrogant. Unfortunately, he had met an opponent who could see through his sleight of hand.

Astaroth: I finally understood your magic, it's rather useful but you have to meet the bad opponent.

Edward started to panic internally, he did not know if his opponent was bluffing or not. Although his magic was powerful, he did not have a powerful attacking power, which meant that he used it mainly to tire his opponents and finish them when they had no longer endurance or by surprise attacks. Panicking at the idea that the demon before him could find a flaw in his magic, he charged with the intention of eliminating it as quickly as possible

Astaroth pointed his sword in the direction of the dark wizard, he uttered only two words

Astaroth: Scatter ... Senbonzakura

At this order, the blade of his sword was divided into a thousand fragments, the reflection of the light gave them the appearance of cherry blossoms. There remained only the handle of the sword in the right hand of the swordsman. Astaroth pointed this one to his opponent. Because of this movement, all the petals went to Edward and his doubles. The latter did not have time to avoid the attack and had to take it full face. After the passage of the small blades, there remained of the leader of the coalition little more than a skinned corpse. Still struggling to control his power, the swordsman's attack also devastated the battlefield, turning the downtown area into ruins. All the small blades reentered the handle of the Katana reforming a single long blade

Ultear, who watched the fight from the beginning, thought the attack was beautiful but also terrifying. She joined her partner who was breathing heavily because her lack of experience with this technique made her use a lot of magic.

Ultear: Congratulations, it seems like you managed to master ''Soul Sword''.

Astaroth: Believe me I'm far from mastering this magic, this is just the tip of the Iceberg.

Ultear was curious as to what he meant, but before he could ask the question they both heard a child crying. The two partners looked at each other strangely. Normally most civilians in this city had fled or had been killed by the mages of the coalition. Even though there were survivors, Hades had ordered all executed.

The two Kin of Purgatory headed for tears. The battles between the black mages were very violent, the city was now nothing more than a field of ruin, giving it a gloomy appearance.

Finally, they found the source of the crying. It was a pink haired girl with red earcovers, her white shirt and black skirt was worn and she did not seem to have eaten for several days. Seeing this little girl reminded Astaroth of the destruction of her village, he also shed a lot of tears when he realized that his family had disappeared. Like him, Ultear seemed lost in his memories.

The crying of the child made the two mages aware of the situation. Ultear put his left knee on the ground so he could stroke the little girl's head.

Ultear: Do not worry girl, I'm here. No more crying, it will work out.

These soothing words calmed the little girl who looked at the two individuals in front of her. Looking at Ultear, Astaroth was sure that she really cared about this girl, without being aware of it, it gave her a small smile on the corner of her lips that could not be seen because of her mask.

At that moment, Zancrow came behind him. He seemed surprised to see this young girl alive. Kain also joined them, but he carried with him a cornet with a dozen balls, which he had found no one knows where.

Zancrow: Who's that one? What is she doing here?

The mage of time replied with a faint smile

Ultear: She's a survivor.

Kain: There is still one left? We will get rid of it.

These words made the little girl cry again. At that moment, Kain's cornet suddenly fell to the ground. There remained in his hand only a small part of it which was finely cut. Not realizing what had happened, the white-skinned mage was surprised to feel the tip of a blade on his trachea.

Astaroth: Dare, if only touched a lock of her hair and I swear it will not be the only thing you will lose today.

The God Slayer and Kain was frightened by Astaroth's eyes, his eyes gave off a suffocating aura that told them that it was not necessary to provoke the devil. For several seconds the three men watched each other waiting for the reaction of the other.

In the end it was Ultear who broke the tense atmosphere between them.

Ultear: No, I'll keep it with me.

This response so surprised the two Kin of Purgatory that they almost forgot about the man who was facing them.

Zancrow: What's that crazy idea? His entire people must be exterminated, we have received orders and you can not challenge them.

He stopped talking when he felt the murderous look of the swordsman, if he wanted to, he could probably defeat him.

Ultear: She reminds me of the little girl I was at her age.

Zancrow and Kain looked at each other wondering what she meant. As for Astaroth he could only sigh inside. He knew what she wanted to talk about. He had learned a few things about his past because of a drink she had taken too much, during one of the guild's celebrations for having achieved an important mission.

Looking back, the three men saw the young woman hugging the sobbing girl, as if it were her daughter.

Ultear: Do not worry. I'm sure this little girl will master the mysteries of magic.

Feeling that the pressure was back to normal, the swordsman tucked his sword and approached the girl. Seeing her sobbing, he put his hand on her head to make her feel safe.

Seeing her calm down, he was going to withdraw her hand, but to his astonishment she grabbed it and put it back on his head. A strange feeling came over him, but he ignored her and checked to see if the girl had any injuries.

Zancrow and Kain looked curiously at this scene. Seeing the young man and the young woman protecting the girl, they had the impression to see a family