After receiving this heavy blow, Felid was immediately sent flying into the wall, embedded in it. His armor shattered into pieces, revealing a face full of agony. The wall behind him showed spiral marks, illustrating the terrifying nature of Greed's attack.
Seeing this, Beelzebub and Aibagelin quickly flew to Felid's side, positioning themselves in front of him to prevent further pursuit from Greed.
Although Greed had the intention to chase, seeing the two already on guard, he just sneered and didn't waste any unnecessary effort.
For him, the most formidable opponent among them was already dealt with. The remaining two might have some strength, but it was not enough to be a threat.
"Felid, can you still move?" Seeing that Greed showed no sign of pursuing, Aibagelin took the opportunity to inquire, helping Felid up from the wall.
Beside them, Beelzebub was sweating nervously, feeling the pressure. After all, Felid was their backbone.
"Why cough cough... still alive!" Felid leaned on Aibagelin, weakly speaking. This might sound like he was pretending to be strong, but it indicated that he was truly unable to continue the fight.
Greed, observing from a distance, found amusement in their actions. He heard Aibagelin's question and couldn't help but lift the corners of his mouth slightly.
To him, this was undoubtedly the best outcome. Perhaps, even he didn't realize that he was being too careless. However, he had the qualifications to be careless.
Felid's current condition made Greed aware that he stood in an invincible position. The remaining two were no match for him, and he was confident about it. That's why he appeared so leisurely.
"Now what? Should we run?" Aibagelin's forehead furrowed with worry, looking anxiously at Felid. Beelzebub, standing nearby, showed impatience through various small movements. The situation was obvious now; with Felid incapacitated, could they continue to fight? Was there still hope for victory?
"We can't escape. Our comrades entrusted us with dealing with the enemy. We cannot let them down or tarnish the reputation of the Thunder God's Assembly!" Felid immediately asserted, but right after speaking, he couldn't help but spit out blood.
This made Aibagelin and Beelzebub feel helpless. Felid was clearly in a precarious state, but he continued to act strong. This type of personality reminded them of Natsu, who had a similar demeanor.
However, this determination reignited their fighting spirit. The two exchanged glances, and their eyes no longer showed fear but a blazing fire.
Although Beelzebub wore a mask, the key point was the determination within his heart. Failure and death were not frightening; for the Thunder God's Assembly, while companions were important, their true honor lay in following behind Laxus until death.
Therefore, even if they were to die in battle, they couldn't allow Laxus' name to be disgraced.
With this determination, Aibagelin and Beelzebub no longer hesitated. They charged fiercely towards Greed, employing guerrilla tactics.
Even though Greed wished to quickly finish them off, Beelzebub and Aibagelin were both outstanding mages. Desperate and determined, they managed to hold off Greed for the time being. Even with Greed's overwhelming attacks, they couldn't be taken down immediately.
On the other side, Felid had been assisted to the ground by Aibagelin. Leaning against the wall, he was catching his breath, appearing almost on the verge of passing out. However, he couldn't hide a slight smile on his face, though he quickly suppressed it, returning to his seemingly lifeless state.
Did Felid really get knocked out after Greed's merciless blow? Was he truly in such a critical condition?
The answer was affirmative. Felid was indeed seriously injured, and he had no strength left for further combat.
The Dark Knight Gaia had a limited range of moves, mainly relying on the Spiral Spear Kill. However, this simplicity also indicated how effective the Spiral Spear Kill was.
Didn't Azuma fall to this move? At that time, Gaia was still a Dark Knight, not a Dragon Knight like now, making the current Heavenly Soaring Dragon Knight even more formidable in comparison.
Did Felid just lie down after Greed's ruthless attack? Did he really get injured so severely?
The answer was yes. Felid was undoubtedly heavily injured and unable to continue the fight.
Dark Magic Gaia had few tricks up its sleeve, mainly relying on the Spiral Spear Kill. However, this also meant that the Spiral Spear Kill was incredibly powerful.
Azuma had fallen to this move, and at that time, Gaia was still a Dark Knight, not a Dragon Knight. The transformation to a Dragon Knight not only changed the appearance but also enhanced the combination of power, making the external changes negligible.
Even Laxus had struggled against Gaia when he was a Dark Knight; now, Gaia was the Heavenly Soaring Dragon Knight. If not for the comprehensive nature of the "Absolute Shadow," boosting both attack and defense, Felid might have lost his life with this strike.
However, being heavily injured did not mean Felid couldn't do anything else.
His magic power continued to overflow. Despite his seemingly desperate situation, Felid, leaning against the wall, had never let go of his weapon, the Western Sword, which remained firmly gripped in his hand.
His magic power slowly flowed into the Western Sword, then extended discreetly, spreading throughout the entire room.
What was Felid planning?
Wasn't it obvious? Don't forget, apart from Dark Magic, his true troublesome magic was his spells.
The intense nature of the previous battle left him with no chance to spare for writing spells. However, being completely ignored now, he wouldn't let go of this rare opportunity. This was not a pre-arranged plan; Felid did not wish to be defeated so miserably. This was a strategy he came up with in a split second after realizing he could no longer fight.
Moreover, the plan was proceeding quite successfully.
In the air, Beelzebub and Aibagelin, facing Greed's heavy attacks, were retreating continuously, looking distressed. Just when they were about to reach their limits, the entire room suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
Words appeared out of thin air, completely surrounding everyone. In that moment, everyone was stunned by this turn of events, even Beelzebub and Aibagelin.
But they quickly reacted; after all, they had witnessed this spectacle countless times. It was the sign of Felid activating spells.
Looking down with excitement, they saw Felid wearing a reassuring smile. Then, he used his cold, icy eyes to stare at Greed. The calm smile turned mocking, infuriating to anyone who saw it.
Although Greed's eyes were covered, preventing others from seeing his emotions, Felid, with his intelligence and observation skills, could easily discern his true feelings.
He smiled slightly and said softly, "No need to pretend anymore. At this point, you have no way out."
"Attack, Beelzebub, Aibag, he can't do anything now."
As Felid finished speaking, a line of text appeared in the air. Seeing this, Greed's face turned an unprecedented shade of green.
The wording of the spell was diverse, and it was impossible to describe each one. However, except for some special spells, most could be classified into two types.
One was defensive spells, which could defend from the outside or within; the other was rule-based spells, where inside the spell, one must follow the established rules.
What Greed saw was naturally the rules set by Felid.
'Those who steal magic cannot use the stolen magic.'
This sentence directly sentenced Greed to death.
With the unrestrained attacks from Beelzebub and Aibagelin, Greed was directly obliterated within the spell, leaving behind only a few cards lying quietly on the ground.
"Phew, it's over."