On the train, there is a group of living beings.

After learning of the accident ahead, some people frowned, some sighed, some scolded loudly, some did not move like a mountain, and some people, uh, fell asleep......

Yajma sat quietly in his seat, as an old man, he did not have the passion of a young man, nor was he as cynical as some people, as an elder who had experienced countless storms, he had the calmness of his own position.

"Well, I wish it could be fixed soon, it's not a pleasant thing to be stuck in the canyon."

He picked up the teacup on the table and stirred it lightly.

The next moment, a huge transparent wind blade whistled in front of him, and the entire carriage was torn open from his face, and the traveler let out a cry of surprise and retreated like a flock of frightened birds, but Yajma was still light, although less than half a meter in front of him, the yellow and bare earth could already be seen.

A shrill laugh rang out, and Elgaor landed above the carriage.

"Hello, Honorable Councillor Yajma, I ask you to go to hell under the entrustment of someone." His voice was accompanied by a howling gale, which frightened almost all the passengers. The guards on the train rushed up, but they were put to the ground by the wind blade after all, they are just ordinary people after all, even if they hold the standard magic guide, they are not the opponent of the murdered dark magician, not to mention, the person who came is the leader of the famous assassination guild [Iron Forest], and he is also famous in the magic world.

Originally, [Iron Forest] was also a genuine guild, but because it ignored the rules of the council, it insisted on taking assassination missions, and was forcibly disbanded a few years ago, but after that, this guild did not despair, but simply threw itself into the dark side, concentrating on the development of the assassination business, and its reputation became stronger than before.

Elgol's name of "Grim Reaper" also comes from this.

He looked down and watched with satisfaction the frightened faces of the crowd, which was his favorite sight. The passengers also cooperated with the queen of the ground to retreat, except for two people, one was the target of the trip, the magic councillor Ajima, and the other, lying on the table and sleeping in a puddle of mud, I don't know what it was.

Elgol's face shook, his wind blade tore open no more than half a foot away from the sleeping stinky boy, so that he could continue to sleep? I'm afraid this guy isn't a fool.

Forget it, it doesn't matter, he once again looked at Yajma, who was full of calmness, and said arrogantly: "Okay, Mr. Commentator, it's almost time to hit the road, have you thought of any last words?" Or, want to know who is going to kill you? ”

The old man Yajima placed the teacup next to the seat (the table was cut by Elligol) and stood up slowly: "If I said I wanted to know, would you tell me?" ”

"Hey, hey, of course not!" Eligor's smile was extremely evil, "I like to see you so-called bigwigs look at each other the most, but don't you go out with any guards, or is someone lying in ambush waiting for an opportunity?" ”

Out of the vigilance of a professional killer, although Elligor is extremely arrogant on the surface, he does not act hastily, he has been paying attention to the movements around him, but he has not even made the slightest disturbance.

"I don't need any guards." Old man Ajma said indifferently, this sentence made Eligor feel like a great enemy, and he swung his scythe around his body, wrapping a swift wall of wind around his body.

"Hehe, what are you afraid of? The reason why I don't bring guards is because I don't think there's anything special about the councilors, in my eyes it's just a job, it's the same as the cleaner of the train, there is no distinction between superior and inferior. Old man Yajma's eyes were clear and his voice was sincere.

"Heh, you deserve to be a politician, you can really talk the truth. But do you think that by pretending to be a sage, you can influence me? Hahahaha, you powerful people have always only fooled others, and when you impose your so-called 'punishment', you are not merciless. Ellegor tilted his head, his gaze lowered, and his voice became gloomy.

"Originally, since the guild was forcibly disbanded, we have been honest for a while, but ah, you know, people always have to live, and we are not good at anything else, the only thing we can do is to kill people, I really don't understand what you big people think, you can do tired work, but you can't do dirty work? You don't know how realistic this world is, why are you so naïve. ”

The old man looked at him, and after identifying it for a long time, he suddenly realized: "It turned out to be you, the strongest person of the [Iron Forest], what, are you here to avenge the dissolution of the guild?" It seems that you are planning to go dark in one go on the path of the Dark Guild. ”

Elligor smiled: "Don't listen so ugly when the old man speaks, it's just that everyone's relationship is too good, and they are reluctant to separate, and if you lose that bright name, everyone will be more free." However, we are very principled, and we have always been on par with money, and we will never be mixed with personal feelings. ”

Then, he flashed his huge scythe in a cold light, and said solemnly: "But if there is a 'special' commission, we don't mind taking revenge 'by the way' while completing the mission." ”

"So, are you ready to die?"

The huge wind blade slashed towards Yajima without warning, and the old man did not panic, and when the wind blade approached, a bright yellow barrier suddenly opened around him, cutting off the attack.

"Tsk, what I said before was so righteous and awe-inspiring, but I am still afraid of death." Eligor smiled disdainfully, and a stronger attack was poised to strike.

"I really don't understand, what qualifications do guys like you, who only hide behind others and enjoy the resources and conveniences that others are desperately fighting for, call the shots, and what qualifications do you have to ban other people's guilds at will?" The wind was getting stronger, and Eligol was getting angrier.

"We stand for order, and only order can bring stability." Old man Yajma was convincing.

"Fuck you order! Fuck you stable! ”

The furious blade of wind blew along with the tornado, and the old man Yajma looked at the passengers huddled in the depths of the carriage and flew out of the train along the gap. The tornado came in his form, and although the old man Yajima's actions successfully avoided the collision with the carriage, it also caused him to have no other protection except for that barrier, and in the blink of an eye, the old man was overwhelmed by the pale gray tornado.

Click!

The storm dissipated, and the power of the barrier was drained, finally shattering.

Eligor didn't follow, he seemed to enjoy the thrill of cornering his opponent with one move at a time, and he floated in the sky, quietly watching Ajima look embarrassed.

The old man coughed lightly twice, raised his head weakly, and said to Eligor, "If I were you, I wouldn't torture my opponent in this way. ”

Eligor jokingly said, "Why? Do you think that some passing righteous magician will descend from the sky and save you from danger? ”

He raised his scythe, and more violent magic gathered around him, and his figure was shrouded in the wind, like the terrifying death of a myth.

"Since you have reminded you so sincerely, then I will be merciful to fulfill you, take my move, and then be slashed by a thousand knives and die in agony! [Storm Crush]! ”

Boom! Boom Boom!

The great sword that fell from the sky blocked the blow that destroyed the gold and stone, and then, a tall and thin figure slowly emerged from the smoke and dust.

"I always feel that I woke up this night and missed a lot of plots, forget it, don't care, just catch up."

Eligor felt that this shadow was very familiar, and when the wind and sand cleared, he recognized that it was not the same one who had slept in the car before.

Renaud didn't pay any attention to the guy in the sky who was holding a scythe and cosmed the god of death, but walked straight up to the old man Yajima and bowed slightly.

"Hello, Lord Ajma, I am the sorcerer of Fairy Tail, and I have seen a picture of you and him at President Makarov's."

"Oh, are you the kid there?" Yajma looked at the badge on Renault's chest and let his guard down.

"Well, although you are wearing animal pajamas in the group photo, you can still confirm that it is you, in that case, that one in the sky is the enemy?"

Renault moved his stiff neck, drew his broadsword, and carried it to his shoulder, before he looked up at Eligor.

"Although I don't know who you are, but for the sake of you being a villain, I'll let you say 100 words first."

Ha?

Eligor looked at the nervous guy from the start, stunned, and opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"Cut, no nonsense? It's not all said that villains die from talking too much, it's really rare to be as quiet as you. Renault raised his sword with both hands, and the magic power in his body suddenly surged, "I have to kill you before Mira comes back, so that I can make up for it again, so, although I don't know who you are, give me enlightenment!" ”

After speaking, the big sword flashed with a glittering star, and Renault stepped on it, dragging a long sword qi tail flame, and slashed towards Erigol in the sky.