Chapter 177: FTRJ: Chapter 177
Finn assumed a half-crouching stance, then exploded into motion, his feet driving powerfully into the ground. In an instant, flames gathered
Finn assumed a half-crouching stance, then exploded into motion, his feet driving powerfully into the ground.
In an instant, flames gathered beneath his feet, the immense recoil propelling him forward at incredible speed. He quickly arrived at the scene of his previous battle with Hades.
However, the sight that greeted Finn and Makarov caused them to pause in stunned silence. Natsu stood unharmed in the center of the clearing, while a young man with bright yellow hair lay convulsing on the ground.
"Natsu!" Makarov called out, his voice filled with concern.
Hearing Makarov’s voice, Natsu turned his head, a look of relief washing over his features.
"Finn! And... Gramps?!"
Upon seeing Makarov, unconscious and slumped across Finn’s back, Natsu’s eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn’t believe the state Makarov was in—his near-lifeless appearance and the horrifying wounds marring his body.
"N...no way... it can’t be!" Disbelief and a surge of intense worry flooded Natsu’s face.
"Gramps, are you alright?" Natsu cried out, attempting to rush to Makarov’s side. However, his own weakened state betrayed him, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.
Seeing this, Finn immediately rushed to Natsu’s aid, gently helping him to his feet.
"Finn, what in the world happened here?!" Natsu grabbed Finn’s sleeve, his voice thick with anger and concern for his elder’s well-being.
Finn sighed, and then proceeded to explain the events that had just transpired.
Upon hearing Finn’s account, a surge of furious rage coursed through Natsu, prompting him to unleash his frustration by punching the ground with all his might.
"That Hades!!" he roared, his voice filled with a burning desire for revenge.
"I’m going to kill that bastard Hades!" Natsu attempted to rise to his feet and confront Hades, but Finn swiftly intervened, firmly restraining him.
"I said, try using your brain for once!" Finn stated, his voice sharp and unwavering.
Natsu’s anger flared at Finn’s blunt interruption.
"But, Gramps..." he began, his voice filled with concern.
"I know what you’re trying to say," Finn interrupted, waving a dismissive hand.
"Do you even know where Hades is right now?"
"Or, given your current condition, do you honestly believe you could defeat Hades?"
The rapid-fire questions left Natsu momentarily speechless and disoriented.
"I understand how you feel..." Finn placed a comforting hand on Natsu’s shoulder. "Let’s get Gramps back to safety first. He’s in no condition for any more fighting."
Finn’s words had the desired effect, calming Natsu’s immediate surge of anger.
"Alright, I’ll listen to you. But what about Hades?" Natsu asked, his voice still laced with a simmering rage.
A subtle smile played on Finn’s lips.
"Aren’t there still members of the Seven Kin of Purgatory on Tenrou Island? Let’s use them to lead us to Hades!"
Finn’s gaze shifted towards Zancrow, who lay sprawled on the ground.
"And let’s make sure those who dared to oppose Fairy Tail experience the true meaning of despair!"
"Ha...hahaha...ha, are you serious?" Zancrow erupted into laughter, his voice laced with disbelief.
He slowly pushed himself to his feet, his eyes fixed intently on Finn.
"You... you said Master Hades escaped?" His face contorted into a mask of rage and disbelief, his faith in Hades seemingly shattered.
"Master Hades couldn’t possibly have been defeated by you?" he sputtered, his voice barely a whisper.
"You must be joking! You’re Finn, aren’t you?"
Black flames once again ignited in Zancrow’s hands, his words laced with a hint of madness.
"Finn, the Sun God! And I... I am a God Slayer of fire!"
"A God Slayer of fire? The one who wields black flames?" Makarov murmured, his voice barely a whisper.
God Slayer magic was exceptionally rare, even Makarov had only ever heard of it in legends, never witnessed it firsthand.
"You bastard!" Natsu struggled to his feet, his resolve reignited.
Natsu turned to Finn, his voice filled with unwavering determination. "Leave that guy to me. I can beat him once, I can beat him twice!"
"Don’t be ridiculous! Absorbing my flames once doesn’t guarantee there will be a second time!"
Zancrow roared, his voice filled with a mixture of fury and derision. He fixed his gaze upon Natsu, whose body showed no signs of magical energy, a cruel smile spreading across his face.
"You’re no longer capable of withstanding the divine flames," Zancrow declared, his voice dripping with cruel satisfaction.
Upon hearing Zancrow’s words, both Finn and Makarov understood. The brief disappearance of Natsu’s magical energy was likely due to his attempt to forcibly consume Zancrow’s divine flames.
"Try me!" Natsu roared, his defiance unwavering despite his weakened state.
But a hand gently rested on Natsu’s shoulder.
"Rest now. You’ve done more than enough," Finn said softly, his voice laced with concern.
Finn then turned his attention to Zancrow.
"Like I said, let’s make sure these guys experience the most profound despair imaginable!"
"And I’m still incredibly angry!"
BOOM—!!
In an instant, terrifying flames erupted from Finn’s body, engulfing him in a blazing inferno. He resembled a living furnace, the temperature around him rising exponentially.
"Wh...what...what kind of flames are these...?" Zancrow stared at Finn in utter disbelief, his voice laced with a mixture of fear and awe.
The flames raging around Finn were so intensely hot that even Zancrow, a God Slayer of fire, felt an overwhelming wave of heat.
"Tell me, do you have any way of contacting Hades?" Finn asked, his voice low and menacing.
"Ha...hahaha, as if I’d ever tell you!" Zancrow responded, forcing a strained laugh despite the growing sense of dread washing over him.
"In that case... take your secrets with you to hell!"
Receiving this answer, Finn’s face darkened, his expression grim and unforgiving. He slowly extended his hand, an immense surge of terrifying magical power emanating from his body.
In the next moment, countless explosions of flames engulfed Zancrow.
"It’s useless! I’m a God Slayer of fire! I can consume any flames!" Zancrow shouted defiantly, his voice barely audible above the roar of the flames.
He opened his mouth, attempting to consume the flames that surrounded him, but to his utter horror, he discovered that he was completely powerless against them.
Burning—unbearably, agonizingly burning! This was a heat far beyond anything he had ever experienced before.
Finn paid no attention to Zancrow’s desperate struggle. After undergoing rigorous training and mastering his Bankai, even without releasing Ryujin Jakka, the intensity of his flames far surpassed his previous Shikai.
In other words, even without activating his Shikai, Finn could freely wield flames as scorching as the surface of the sun.
"Impossible... impossible..." Zancrow screamed wildly, his voice filled with a mixture of disbelief and terror.
He continued his futile attempts to consume the flames, his consciousness slowly fading into oblivion.
"Why..." he whispered, his voice barely audible, as he extended his already charred hand, as if attempting to touch the impossibly hot flames.
"Could this... be a flame even more powerful than divine fire?" The thought flickered across his mind before his consciousness was finally extinguished.
Finn turned and headed towards Natsu and Makarov.
"Natsu, are you able to move?" Finn asked, his voice laced with concern.
Natsu nodded. "I can still move."
"Good. We need to find Wendy. Gramps’ injuries are quite serious," Finn said, his gaze falling upon Makarov, who had fallen into a deep, pain-induced slumber.
"Wendy’s nearby, we were just with her a moment ago!" Natsu replied.
"Really? Let’s go then."
A relieved smile spread across Finn’s face.
Under Natsu’s guidance, they quickly located Wendy.
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