A Railgun In Fairy Tail NXT: Book 2

Ainz Ooal Gown

"BOOM BOOOM BOOOOMMMM!"

The sky lit up with immense electric explosions.. as Mikoto in her Base Dragon Born form, used her wings to swat aside death beams from Golden Frieza with ease. 

Golden Frieza scowled slightly, levitating higher into the sky, pointing a finger and firing more death beams.  "As expected.. your strength hasn't sapped in the slightest during your period of peace.. ohohoho!"

Frieza held a finger into the sky, and a powerful Supernova attack formed before he flicked his finger and sent it sailing at Mikoto. 

Mikoto easily swatted it aside with the brush of her wing again.. and grinned. "Really Frieza.. you aren't going to keep trying to beat me with tactics that can barely scrape a butterfly right?"

"Oho..? Wish to move on to the big fish already?" Frieza said, smiling with absolute bloodthirst in his eyes as a powerful dark molten aura began to  explode around him. "Very well then.. FACE THE FULL WRATH OF DIABLO FRIEZA!!!"

The planet trembled  and shook as Frieza exploded into his Diablo form.. powerful dark molten energy exploding from the pentagram gems on his chest.. 

"PIERCING HELL OF THE DAMNED!" Frieza lashed out a hand, and a massive molten dark energy blast erupted at Mikoto.. capable of tearing entire worlds into cinders. 

Mikoto exploded into her Dragon Lord Omega form.. forming a powerful sphere of black lightning between her talons before sending it smashing into Frieza's attack. "Now that's what I like to see.. "

Miyoko couldn't help but look up in awe as her mother and Frieza fought..  the sky lighting up as two immense gods clashed. 

All around her.. similar explosions and powerful shockwaves erupted as the rest of her guildmates fought. 

But.. Miyoko was starting to see the truth. 

In reality.. compared to the other Proctors.. Thanos and Ainz were small fry...

Natsu and Drakson were both fighting Mathen at the same time... Natsu in his normal Dragon Lord form.. hurling immensely powerful godly attacks into his body.. and yet..

"PASSIONATE BLAZING BARRAAAAAAGE!!!"

"FIST OF THE DRAGON LORD!!"

Multiple flaming punches.. one with golden flames, the other with multicolored passionate flames.. erupted into Mathen.. each attack able to blast apart multiple planets with ease if not controlled into a single target. 

And yet Mathen stood there.. yawning slightly, his hands in his pockets.

Natsu and Drakson leaped back, panting. 

"No way.. at this rate I might have to go Purgatory Form just to land a scratch on this guy.." Drakson muttered, popping her knuckles. "And it ticks me off.. this guy has ZERO Passion!!! No Complete Passion at all!! STUPID!!"

"Big Sis Drakson.. what's the deal with this guy!?" Natsu muttered. "My fists are all numb just from punching him.. and his skin feels so damn hard.."

"You guys done with?" Mathen muttered. "Listen.. I'm not gonna attack or anything.. So an you please focus on some other opponent? Eliza's having lots of fun over there.. so.."

"You really think he won't attack?" Natsu asked. 

"Yeah I believe it.. his defense may be incredible, but I'm not sensing any good volatile mana from him." said Drakson. "His power might just be completely defense related... I mean.. the defensive power is SCARY as HELL.... he might even be able to tank a hit from the Lance of Gungnir!!"