Tenrou Island
was now covered by a whole dark cloud, with crackling lightning surging within it.
Some of it was attracted by Laxus's lightning, and some was a weather change intensified by the rising heat from Natsu and Zancrow's battle.
The last part was due to Juvia's emotions reaching their peak, with her magic now affecting the surrounding weather, showing that even a Magician rated S-Class by Phantom Lord had a certain level of power.
On the shore,
Precht, the Master of Grimoire Heart, was battling Laxus and Makarov.
"Facing me and the old man, you still have the leisure to observe movements elsewhere!"
Laxus's body was covered in wounds, and even Makarov's Ten Wizard Saints robes were tattered. The two had indeed intercepted Precht at the coastline's edge,
not letting him advance a single step.
However, Precht's formidable strength had also caused them both to take many hits.
"It seems I underestimated you! Even the Lost Magic of Arc of Embodiment couldn't break through the S-Class Magician defense line!"
"Makarov, I miscalculated this time!"
Precht, from a distance, gazed at Makarov and Laxus before him, and he could also sense that the Fairy Tail Magicians within the island were gradually defeating the people he brought.
Moreover, even three of the Seven Kin of Purgatory had already been defeated, and as for Arc of Embodiment, it seemed that the task he was ordered to do could not be completed.
The tremor had completely stopped, and the Tenrou Tree, standing vertically in the distance, was perfectly intact. The burst of energy from that direction also indicated that Azuma had been defeated.
Precht's magic power was surging even more intensely now.
Although Laxus had been watching Precht's every move, his Observation Haki extended into the clouds. He intended to use all his remaining magic to unleash that strike from the sky.
...
Mirajane's battlefield
Azuma was currently held high by Mirajane in her Satan Soul: Halphas form, the tree roots that formed his legs torn away. The trees, now without his magical control, were slowly losing their vitality.
"Damn it, I couldn't dodge that attack at all!"
"Is this the true power of Mira, the She-Devil?"
"Fairy Tail truly lives up to its reputation as the number one guild in the entire kingdom!!!"
Only such thoughts remained in Azuma's mind. When she was in her Satan Soul form earlier, he could still fight back and forth.
He had originally planned to complete the Master's orders first, even though he was unwilling, an order was an order after all.
He just didn't expect that just as he was about to make a move, Mira the She-Devil would absorb an even more powerful demon. The pressure emanating from Mirajane, who was now in front of him, was no longer something he could deal with.
As the demonic claw covered in blue scales on Azuma's neck tightened, Azuma's breathing became difficult, and his mind began to blur.
"If you wish to harm our guildmates and family, then your only outcome is destruction."
"Belief and bonds are the true source of our power!!"
"Therefore, your failure is inevitable!"
A white light began to appear in Mirajane's hand. With Mirajane's whispered words, an explosion suddenly rang out.
Azuma's figure fell from high in the sky. Just before losing consciousness, looking at Mirajane on the tree branch, he seemed to see the group of companions behind her.
This kind of emotion and belief, of giving everything for family, was something he had never been able to obtain. It also made him understand one thing: individual strength was not true strength; only the unity of family was true power.
...
On the other battlefield,
Gildarts and Bluenote had also noticed the anomaly on Tenrou Island, and similarly knew that another of the Seven Kin of Purgatory had fallen.
Bluenote was, of course, very clear. He had originally thought that even if Zancrow failed, the most important Azuma would certainly perfectly execute the Master's plan.
This way, he could properly humiliate Gildarts, who was lauded as the strongest Magician. However, his wish now vanished with Azuma's defeat.
"Sorry, I'll put in some more effort too. After all, as the chief examiner, my authority cannot be lost here!"
"Those brats are fighting so spectacularly, using magic more dazzling than the last. It's making my blood boil!"
Gildarts grabbed Bluenote's incoming gravity punch, completely unfazed by the gravity that was increasing moment by moment. With a horizontal kick, Bluenote instantly flew backward, smashing into and burying himself in the mountain wall.
The gravity field also disappeared.
"That's quite good, Gildarts!"
"Let's show our true abilities! Let's see who flies higher!"
"Hahaha"
Bluenote pushed aside the stone slab, deciding that success or failure rested on this one move. His hands cupped slightly, and a black gravity sphere appeared in his palms.
The moment it appeared, everything around it trembled and flew towards the gradually growing super-gravity sphere due to its powerful suction.
Gildarts's expression now showed a hint of solemnity. He flung his cloak behind him, stomped his feet firmly on the ground, tightly enveloped his body, and extended his hand directly towards the gravity sphere in front of him.
"A good magic, but it's still far from enough in front of me!"
"Crack, crack, crack~"
The super-gravity sphere instantly filled with cracks. As Gildarts clenched his fist, to Bluenote's shocked expression, it instantly transformed into countless magic particles, dissipating into the air.
"This... impossible... how can magic crack."
This bizarre phenomenon had deeply exceeded Bluenote's understanding, leaving his face full of disbelief.
"Crushing Evil, Spreading Truth: One Day"
At this moment, Bluenote also successfully realized his long-cherished dream, which was to fly. At the moment his consciousness dissipated, the feeling of looking down from the sky.
He deeply etched it into his heart.
...
Now, among the Seven Kin of Purgatory, only Ultear Milkovich, Capricorn possessed by Zoldier, and Meredy remained.
A few minutes ago,
Ultear and Meredy were now standing face to face. Ultear's eyes were full of guilt, while Meredy had her head lowered, her expression unclear.
However, from their eyes, Meredy knew that it was Ultear and her group who had destroyed her hometown.
"I'm sorry... although I know... I know I have no right to say such things..."
"But... whether it's about Grimoire Heart or about Zeref, I hope you can forget... after all, you still have a very good future!"
Ultear's words were intermittent, and tears streamed down her face. Her heart ached immensely. She knew she had also made an unforgivable mistake, and no amount of compensation would help.
But she truly hoped Meredy could forget and start a new life.
"Hey, Ultear, was it really Ultear who destroyed my hometown?!"
Meredy asked in an unusually cold tone, her head still lowered, causing Ultear to stiffen.
Meredy's mind was now filled with the broken walls of her hometown from childhood, and the screams of the townspeople. At that time, she and her friends ran through the ruins with terrified expressions.
Her childhood friends also disappeared in an explosion. How could she forget such a thing...
...
To be continued
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