Fairy: What Do You Call Borrowing Power? is This Unknown?

Chapter 403:

For that brief moment, the world seemed to lose its color.

After just a few seconds, everything returned to normal.

But there are a lot of dry and fallen leaves floating down.

Before even touching the ground, it completely turned into dust and dissipated.

Jeff stood on the spot, his white skirt fluttering in the wind.

Even the rain seemed to stop for a moment before falling slowly.

Boom...

Zancro fell to the ground.

The bright red pupils completely lost all their color.

The breath called life completely disappeared from that body.

Jeff stared blankly at Zanquero, who was dead in front of him.

The scarlet in the eyes gradually receded, replaced by black pupils full of sadness.

0.0 emotion also began to appear on that indifferent cheek.

His expression became depressed.

"I'm sorry...I've been burdened with another sin..." He squatted down slowly, stretching out his arms to close Zanquero's widened eyes.

"Even though I don't even know your name..."

Taking a deep breath, he stood up and looked into the distance.

Whispered a name: "Akunologia..."

Shaking his head slightly, he turned around and continued to leave towards the distance.

The voice that seemed to be emotional resounded in the rain:

"I... don't intend to do anything in this era."

"I will not be friends with anyone, nor will I be enemies with anyone."

"Unless...the current era is about to come to an end..."

"In that case, I might take action again!"

Tap-tap-tap-

He kept walking, and the soles of his shoes stepped on the puddles, splashing a little bit of water.

"I hope you can destroy me before that, Naz...or Luo Xingchen..."

Jeff's figure gradually faded away.

Gradually swallowed by heavy rain.

only left...

Meister hid behind a big tree with a frightened face.

"What did he just say... Akunologia?!".

Chapter 340 Second Generation and Third Generation

X736, which is about 48 years ago.

Makarov, who was already forty years old, heard the words of Prechto, the second generation president of Fairy Tail one day.

Let him be stunned in place.

"You mean...you want me to be the chairman?" Makarov seemed to feel that his ears were broken at that time.

Then he hurriedly shook his head and hands, and refused, "No, I'm not that material."

"I believe you little brat can do it."

It was Prechto's trusting voice that answered him.

"You are a person who loves your companions deeply and trusts them sincerely. I believe you will be able to create a very good guild..."

"From the first generation, to me, and then pass it on to you..."

"Try hard to pass on this spirit, Fairy Tail is up to you."

That voice was still clearly echoing in Makarov's mind until now.

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He tore off the jacket that was torn because he broke through here just now.

Makarov came under the huge ship.

The violent magic power gradually rises:

"I don't care what your reason is, and I don't care what your purpose is..."

Raising his head abruptly, Makarov's eyes burst into a bright golden light.

The body became bigger again, and in the blink of an eye, it became huge to the point of tens of meters.

"Get out of here!"

The roaring roar was like thunder flashing above the sky.

Shocking! !

"Ah la la, I haven't seen you for many years, this kid is still so irritable."

Hades, who was sitting inside the battleship, looked at Makarov standing in front of the battleship through the huge glass window in front.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was missing something.

Shaking his head slightly, he put down the wine glass in his hand.

Slowly stood up and walked towards the battleship deck.

clatter...

The heavy rain from the sky fell on Makarov's huge body.

Makarov, who didn't get a response for a while, had a bulging vein on his forehead.

"Don't think about being silent, I know you're inside!"

"Since we have made the decision to invade Sirius Island, we must pay the price!"

It fell with a roar like thunder.

hum...

The bright golden light unfolds at this moment,

It seems to want to illuminate everything that is gloomy around.

Makarov has one hand up and the other down, where the palms are facing each other,

The golden ball of light is unusually eye-catching.

The palpitating horror magic power seeped out from the golden light.

"According to the Fairy Tail trial procedure, I will give you three seconds to confess!"

Makarov's voice echoed under the gloomy sky.

At this moment, Hades has come to the deck.

Feeling the brilliant golden light that permeated the surroundings, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The holy light that destroys all those who regard the caster as an enemy..."

"Is it the law of super magic and fairies?"

"Hehe, I really miss it..."

He heard Makarov counting down to two.

Hades also slowly raised his hands.

He said, "Stop it, kid!"

hum...

It is a dark light that is the complete opposite of the law of fairies.

It exploded at this moment.

The black light scattered the golden light that had already diffused in front of him.

Then it began to spread crazily until it took up half of the sky.

It was directly opposite to the golden light.

It's like a fight between day and night.

Everything around seems to be blocked.

The heavy rain also stopped falling, as if it was afraid of the terrifying magic power that permeated the surrounding area.

"The law of the devil." Hades said in a deep voice.

The sound was not loud, but Makarov was stunned on the spot.

"This magic is a kind of oppressive force, and it must not be released easily, but if you still refuse to stop, then I am afraid that the final consequence will be an unacceptable result for both parties."

"After all... your children seem to be safe and sound, and my seven relatives in Purgatory have all been defeated. So, are you sure you want to fight?"

Hades' tone was very flat,

It seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Makarov opened his mouth in disbelief,

He looked at the old man standing on the deck.

Although the time has been separated by many years.

But Makarov recognized that face immediately.

That... seems to have not changed, it is still the face in memory.

Even that voice was a voice in his memory.

There is no doubt that he is the same man 48 years ago!

The old man who entrusted the guild to himself and traveled around the world alone.

"Pre...President Prechto..."

It seems that until now, Makarov couldn't believe his eyes.