Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

Oruga's eyes revealed incredible shock. Makarov in front of him was tall and imposing.

At this moment, Makarov released his magic power with all his strength, and his body expanded. The whole person seemed like a living mountain. The huge sense of oppression made the entire stadium fall into silence in an instant.

"I didn't expect that I could step into the stadium again, hahahaha!"

Makarov laughed loudly, his magic power was surging, and he gradually returned to his normal size, but the pressure that shocked the whole audience did not decrease at all.

"Hey, kid, you are not scared?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a teasing tone.

Oruga's expression froze, and he said tremblingly: "You... You seem to be unable to participate in the competition?"

Makarov waved his hand indifferently and laughed heartily: "How could it be! I am just an ordinary wizard of Fairy Tail!"

"???" Oruga instantly felt that his outlook on life was strongly impacted.

*Ordinary wizard? Are you kidding? ! *Ten thousand question marks floated through his mind, and he couldn't help but doubt his life.

At this time, a voice finally came from the commentary booth, and the nut-headed commentator cleared his throat awkwardly:

"Ahem, we just confirmed that Mr. Makarov is indeed eligible to participate in the competition, and the game continues!"

"Huh?!" Oruga was completely stunned, staring at Makarov, who was nearly 90 years old in front of him with wide eyes, feeling the magic power like an ocean, and his heart couldn't help but feel a chill.

*How to fight this? *

However, after being surprised, Oruga's expression gradually regained calm, replaced by excitement and the desire to fight.

He took a deep breath, and a raging fighting spirit ignited in his eyes: "I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to fight a legendary wizard like you!"

"Hahaha, it's not a legend! I've been sleeping for seven years." Makarov waved his hand, still smiling freely.

Oruga frowned, as if he had something to say, but he held back when the words came to his lips, and finally just grinned: "Forget it, let's start the game!"

After that, Oruga took the initiative to step forward, looked directly at Makarov firmly, and his attitude was extremely humble:

"Please give me more advice! I am the Thunder God Slayer, Oruga." He bowed deeply, showing his politeness.

"Oh? Come on!" Makarov put his hands on his waist, his tone was relaxed, and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

Oruga slowly stood still, took a few deep breaths, and opened his arms slightly. Suddenly, black thunder flashed around him, like countless violent thunder dragons wandering around his body.

His thunder and lightning carried a destructive breath, violent and unruly, and the surrounding air was torn by the power of thunder and lightning. "Nice magic!" Makarov couldn't help but nod, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Thor's Charged Particle Cannon!!!"

Oruga roared, and his hands suddenly gathered a huge black thunder ball.

The energy in the thunder ball surged wildly, and the electric current madly tore the surrounding space.

It was like a lightning core compressed to the extreme, with the terrifying power to destroy everything, suddenly smashed towards Makarov.

The thunder ball was extremely fast, and the air was distorted wherever it passed, and a deep gully appeared on the ground.

The audience on the sidelines could even feel the burning breath of thunder and lightning, and their hearts couldn't help but beat violently.

"Boom--!!!" The thunder ball smashed towards Makarov, making a thunderous sound that shook the earth.

The entire battlefield trembled under this huge force, and sand and rocks flew around.

However, Makarov remained calm.

He gently raised a huge palm, and as the magic power condensed, his fist instantly grew larger.

With huge power, he slapped it down like a mountain, directly shattering Oruga's thunder ball.

"Bang!!!" With a loud bang, Oruga's **charged particle cannon** was smashed directly by Makarov's giant fist.

The powerful thunder and lightning force exploded in the air, unable to hurt Makarov at all.

Makarov did not stop his action, his fist seemed to come alive.

It stretched and changed quickly, swinging in the air as flexibly as rubber.

With extremely powerful whipping force, it struck Oruga like lightning.

"Bang--!"

Oruga had no time to react at all, and was hit hard by Makarov's giant fist.

The whole body flew out like a cannonball in an instant, and hit the edge wall of the venue heavily.

"Boom!!" The huge impact force instantly smashed a deep pit in the wall.

Oruga's body was firmly embedded in it, a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth, and his face was pale.

The entire arena instantly fell into a dead silence, and everyone held their breath and stared at this scene in amazement.

Makarov looked down at his fist and said with a smug smile: "Boy, I'm still young! ! "

"Instant kill! ! ! "Nuthead shouted excitedly.

"My little pony..." Mr. Yajima didn't know what to say.

"Fuck..." Brother Cat's chin hit the ground.