Summon The Great Tomb in Fairy Tail World at the Start

The sudden appearance of the figure shocked everyone's heart, and the already anxious mood became tense.

"Dear gentlemen and ladies..."

Demiurge looked at the nervousness of everyone because of his appearance, and a look of indifference flashed under the gleaming white lenses, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, evoking a polite but friendly smile.

"Please don't be too nervous, I will be called Demiurge..."

"I don't care who you are, bastard! This is not a place for you to come!"

Natsu Dragneel stood in front of Mavis Vermilion with a face full of anger, and his fist was flaming with fire, and he was ready to go towards Demiurge!

Everything that has happened in this short period of time has put Natsu Dragneel in a state of flaming.

Whether it was thinking about how to rescue Makarov Dreyar before, or facing Aizen Sosuke, the feeling of powerlessness that was nowhere to be used and repeated again and again was simply maddening.

The appearance of Demiurge was like the bomb was completely ignited.

Natsu Dragneel doesn't want to think about anything in his mind right now, he just wants to teach the guy in front of him a hard lesson.

In this special period, the guy who appeared in this weird way is definitely not a good person!

Natsu Dragneel thought so and did it.

The surging flames burned on his fists, and the rolling heat wave made everyone in the room feel like they were in the crater of a volcano.

Between the lightning and flint, Natsu Dragneel's attack was like a shooting star falling from the sky, charging towards Demiurge with an indomitable momentum.

Looking at Natsu Dragneel's attack, Demiurge didn't seem to have any intention of moving, and he didn't even seem to plan to prepare for defense.

He was clearly standing in the same room, but Demiurge gave the impression that he was standing in another dimension world, like a god in high places, and it seemed that no attack could do anything to him.

In the face of Demiurge's arrogant performance, Natsu Dragneel's eyes were even more angry, but just as he was about to approach Demiurge, a crisp voice suddenly sounded!

"Three-dimensional text! Guard!"

Levy Makka folded his hands in front of Demiurge and gave a coquettish shout, only to see a translucent shimmering barrier suddenly appearing in front of Demiurge, knocking Natsu Dragneel's The attack is blocked!

"Levy?! What are you doing?!"

Not only Natsu Dragneel, but even his friends around him looked at Levy Makuga in amazement, and couldn't understand her behavior at all.

Help the enemy, the current companion's attack?

Or is Levy under control?

Just when everyone was puzzled, Levy Mackay stepped out of the crowd, walked nervously in front of Demiurge, and pulled Natsu Dragneel behind him.

Taking a deep breath, he bowed to Demiurge in front of everyone's eyes.

"I'm sorry Demiurge-sama, my partner offended you, and I hope you don't blame..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Levy Makuga in a daze and then looked at Demiurge.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have thought of something, and a look of astonishment suddenly appeared in their eyes.

Although several presidents of Makarov and Dreyar were taken away by Lin Yan, everyone was very anxious, and they have been trying to find a way to rescue them during this time.

However, in terms of understanding Lin Yan and his subordinates, Levy Mackay is the one who knows best.

The moment Demiurge appeared, Levy Makuga felt familiar, and when he heard his self-reported name, he was even more astonished to the extreme.

According to the records in the history books, the guy named Demiurge in front of him has always been the equivalent of a general manager by Lin Yan's side.

There are many incidents in which he is present.

Just when Levy Makuga was delighted in Lin Yan's response to them, he saw Natsu Dragneel's actions, and his heart suddenly became very nervous.

If he offends Demiurge, not to mention whether he and the others are his opponents, the plan to rescue the captain and others will be completely ruined.

So there was the scene just now, blocking Natsu Dragneel's attack.

Everyone is not a fool. The only guy who can make Levy Makuga be so cautious at this time is the subordinate from the Lin Yan force...

Thinking of everyone's back, a cold sweat broke out, even Natsu Dragneel, if the punch just now wasn't stopped by Levy Makuga, I'm afraid the consequences would be unimaginable!

Demiurge looked at Levy Makuga who was bowing to him in front of him, still maintaining that polite and indifferent expression on his face, strictly obeying Lin Yan's order not to scare these children in a deep voice road.

"Following the order of Lord Lin Yan, for your humble request, Lord Lin Yan decided to grant you kindness, but this kindness was not given to you out of thin air."

"Please... Excuse me... Your Majesty Lin Yan... What is... what do you want us to do...?"

Wendy Marvell looked at Demiurge with some fear, hid behind Erza Scarlet, and asked in a low voice.

"Lord Lin Yan has given you ten days to prepare for the four major guilds. After ten days, no matter what method you use to overcome the level set by the Lord, you will be qualified to challenge Lord Lin Yan."

"I feel honored. Thank you, Lord Lin Yan, for giving you such a sacred opportunity. As long as your performance is satisfactory to Lord Lin Yan, then your president will be able to come back."

"Take advantage of this opportunity, ants."

As Demiurge said that, he politely stroked his chest and bowed slightly towards everyone, and in a trance, his figure instantly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Looking at the place where Demiurge disappeared, it was difficult for everyone to recover for a while.

The whole room fell into a dead silence.

"Yeah! Great, I finally have a chance to rescue the old man!"

Natsu·Dragneel jumped up excitedly and danced excitedly in the air with his arms raised.

But the response to him was silent. Except for him, the other people in the room did not see the slightest excitement on their faces. Some were only extremely solemn and deeply fearful. .