Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

In the commentary booth, the cheers gradually faded away.

"What a wonderful game!" The nut-headed commentator waved his arms excitedly, his voice as high as ever.

"The name of the Continental Saint Ten is indeed well-deserved!" Old Mr. Yajima nodded slightly, his eyes still on the field.

"Jura..." Brother Cat sat in the corner and fell into a brief contemplation.

"In any case, we have to say goodbye to the wonderful game today."

Yajima put away the microphone, smiled and waved goodbye to the audience,

"Let us look forward to the second day of the Ishgar Great Magic Fighting Performance, audience friends, goodbye!"

"Goodbye..." Brother Cat waved his cat paw speechlessly, looking a little perfunctory.

As the audience slowly left the field, dozens of magic airships gradually flew in the sky.

On the vast airship landing field, the imperial soldiers wore silver armor, floating rune marks on their shoulders, emitting a faint blue light, and there was a faint surge of magic around them.

Each soldier stood straight, like an immovable iron wall, guarding the order here.

The outer shell of the magic airship is inlaid with multiple core magic crystals, emitting brilliant blue and purple light.

A huge magic circle is engraved under the hull, sometimes rotating, sometimes emitting a low hum, as if resonating with the surrounding magic field.

Compared with Pegasus's Christina, this airship is several times larger, and the whole airship is like a floating magic castle.

Lucy pointed at the spectacular scene excitedly, with a light in her eyes: "Wow! Sure enough, there is a magic airship to pick up the audience!

Natsu was also very excited and laughed happily: "What a big magic airship! It's several times bigger than Pegasus's Christina!"

The leading imperial soldier was standing on a small magic platform at this moment, with a translucent magic screen floating behind him, on which the communication runes with the airship kept jumping.

His voice was deep and powerful: "All spectators please line up and board the ship in turn! Keep order!"

The magic circle around the soldiers glowed slightly, guiding the audience to the designated boarding point. The magic devices on the entire square were operating synchronously, and the air was filled with faint magical fluctuations.

Kurokas, the temporary hall of the empire.

Jellard, Ultia and Cobra walked into the hall, and the atmosphere became obviously solemn.

"Hal, what happened?" Ultia looked at Hal with documents in her hand curiously.

"Take a look at this report, it seems that people from other continents have come." Hal handed over a secret report with a serious look.

"Dragon Slayer? Storm Dragon?" Ultia frowned slightly, "I've never heard of it."

"From the continent further north of Albares?" Jellard crossed his hands and thought.

"Interesting." Cobra sneered in a low voice, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

At this time, Mingjiu walked out slowly from the shadows, "This person seems to be looking for something, and has now joined the Gate of the Underworld. "

"Gate of Hades?" Ultear raised her head, her eyes sharp, "Didn't they disappear in the past few years?"

"The situation is a little different." Hal said in a steady tone.

"We found some unusual traces at the site of the Gate of Hades, which seems to be related to Zeref." Mingjiu said in a low voice, frowning.

"What?" Ultear's expression suddenly became serious, "He has been silent for seven years, why did he take action now when we started the dragon-killing plan?"

"The situation is beginning to get chaotic." Jellal stood up slowly, his eyes like knives, "Zeref, Gate of Hades, and the dragon-killing wizards of the northern continent..."

"No matter what," Hal's voice became more and more firm, "In this critical dragon-killing plan, I will not allow any force to disturb Crocus."

"Are you going to mobilize troops? There are about 300,000 Imperial soldiers on the warships near Fiore." Cobra crossed his arms and spoke in a low voice.

"No, directly deploying troops will arouse unnecessary suspicion." Ultear shook her head, her eyes sharp,

"Except for Zeref, no one else is to be feared. There are still 10,000 Imperial Magic Guards in Crocus, so we don't have to panic."

"The plan continues to proceed step by step." Mavis' voice came from the other end of the room, with a hint of calm majesty,

"If the enemy wants to make a move, Hal, you and we are all in Crocus, as well as everyone in Fairy Tail. We don't have to worry."

"This great magic battle is an important part of our further stabilization of the continent's rule, and it is also a critical moment to accumulate strength for the future dragon-slaying war."

Mavis paused, with determination in her eyes,

"As long as you are in Crocus, Hal, everything will be under control.. "

"Okay." Hal nodded slowly, his eyes as deep as the night.

He gently raised his finger, and a golden light flashed from the depths of his pupils. In an instant, the whole city of Kurokas seemed to tremble slightly.

"Storm Dragon..." He murmured, with a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Another butterfly effect.

Very good, I want to see how many demons and monsters will be summoned in this great magic battle. "

His voice was low and cold, as if everything was under control.

The magic power in the air caused the ground of Kurokas to vibrate slightly, as if the whole city responded to his power.

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At the same time, Natsu and Lucy were feasting at a street food stall.

"Earthquake?" Natsu still had a big mouthful of barbecue in his mouth, and looked up at the surroundings with a puzzled look on his face.

"What's wrong, Natsu?" Happy scratched his head and asked with his little face tilted up.

"Nothing. "Natsu shrugged, his expression still relaxed, but there was a hint of alertness in his eyes, "Let's go back to the guild, it's getting late."

"Okay~" Lucy put down her chopsticks and responded gently.

The atmosphere in the tavern where Fairy Tail is stationed was lively.

Vijita was still happily showing off his weird dance steps, and the whole tavern was full of laughter because of his "performance".

Makarov was holding a jar of strong liquor, drunken, and sitting in the corner.

"Tomorrow - I'm going to play!" He waved his hands with drunken eyes, and the wine in the glass spilled out.

"Hey, President..." Someone tried to dissuade him.

"Shut up!" Makarov glared at him angrily, "You are the president! ! The fifth generation! ! "

As he spoke, he patted the shoulder of the person next to him, with a stubborn look in his eyes after being drunk.

Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man in a brown cloak.

He sat there with a big horse and a golden sword, with a hint of helplessness on his face, but in his eyes, there was still a kind of majesty that people dared not despise.

He was Gildarts, who had occupied the position of the strongest wizard of Fairy Tail for more than ten years and was known as the strongest wizard in the West.

Gildarts sighed slightly. Although there was a helpless smile on his face, the calm aura made everyone around him respect him.

He put down the wine glass, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes, as if he realized something.

"Tomorrow's game will not be so simple." Gildarts murmured to himself, narrowing his eyes and revealing a smile.