Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

"What! The Empire's representative team is actually——Starfall God General Jellal!!!"

As soon as the voice fell, the whole venue burst into a deafening sound, especially the screams of girls filled the entire venue.

"Lord Jellal!"

"It seems that Mr. Jellal has a lot of fans, Mr. Yajima, what do you think?"

"Well! Speaking of which, Jellal has worked with me before, and he was very popular at that time."

"Can I talk about that..." Nut's head was a little numb.

Cat brother on the side was horrified: "Why does Jellal look so angry?"

"The last time he showed this expression, a city was gone... It shouldn't be possible, right?"

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The center of the venue.

Jellal, wearing white and blue magic armor, slowly walked towards the battle area.

The whole venue seemed to be quiet in an instant, and even the air seemed to become heavy because of his breath.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, even the Imperial Knights on guard looked at him sideways, with a strong sense of curiosity and awe in their hearts.

"You are Yi Ye, right?" Jellal said expressionlessly

"Men~ It's me! Your Yi Ye!"

"How is your relationship with Erza?" Jellal asked coldly.

"We are very good friends and trust each other. I can still remember her charming perfume~~~"

"Trust each other..." Jellal frowned slightly.

"It seems that I am too young to be affected by such a trivial matter." Jellal glanced at Erza in the distance, and saw that she was full of him, and couldn't help sighing.

"Come forward, I will hold back."

"Okay, Jellal-kun! I have to say that you really have a unique perfume~ It seems that there is still some of Erza's charming..." Yi Ye didn't forget to show off.

Jellal instantly raised his right hand, and a golden light magic shock rushed over with overwhelming momentum.

"Men...?" Yiye's handsome hairstyle was instantly blown apart, and the shock rushed straight to the wall of the arena along Yiye's scalp.

Boom——

The terrifying magic shock brought a terrifying air wave that kept blowing Yiye's Mediterranean hairstyle.

"Be serious," Jellal said coldly.

Seeing this, Yiye retracted his cynical and happy (perverted) smile, and his face gradually became serious.

As the strongest wizard of Blue Pegasus, his appearance means the earnest hope of President Bob.

He must get the points!

Unfortunately, he met Jellal.

"Men... What a terrifying opponent"

"But~"

"Perfume of power!!! Max!!" Yiye suddenly opened a mysterious small bottle, and a red breath floated out, instantly wrapping his body.

Under the audience's jaw-dropping gaze, the greasy uncle who was originally 1.5 meters tall suddenly expanded into a muscular man of 2.2 meters... a handsome man with a Mediterranean appearance?

"As expected of Mr. Yi Ye!" The three gigolos cheered for him excitedly.

"It's even more eye-catching with the Mediterranean appearance after being made like this!" Brother Cat complained.

At this time, Jellal still had a blank expression on his face, looking up slightly at Yi Ye who was already a head taller than him: "Aroma magic, it's rare..."

"Jellal-kun! Take my punch!" Yi Ye's handsome muscles burst out with terrifying power, and rushed towards Jellal, tearing the air apart.

"Fast" Jellal spoke softly, and the golden light instantly enveloped his whole body.

His figure instantly disappeared from the spot, leaving only the speed of a meteor cutting through the air, making a sound of bombardment at the speed of sound.

"So fast! Where?" Yi Ye's fist pounced into the air, unable to catch Jellal's movement at all.

"I will end this farce soon." Jellal said lightly.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! The only sound in the air was a terrifying sound similar to that of a meteor.

"So fast, I can't see clearly!" Erza was watching the scene in shock from a distance.

Makarov also muttered to himself: "An application of celestial magic... the speed has reached the pinnacle... what a terrible young man."

"Purgatory Shattered!" Jellal drew a complex brown-yellow magic circle in the air with one hand, and the powerful magic quickly filled the surroundings.

"Impossible?!" In the distance, Gajeel widened his eyes and looked at Jellal in the air in horror.

Juvia was also shocked: "Impossible! That was the magic that we needed to condense the four elements for fifteen minutes to cast with the magic cannon. He actually cast it with one hand in less than a second?"

"Oh no..." Ye Ye's pupils shrank slightly, and for a moment he seemed to seeI saw my own death.

Jellal's magic circle in the air unfolded, and the terrifying magic power rushed straight to Yiye, as if the end of the world was coming.

"Defense perfume! Max!!!" Yiye almost fumbled to take out a black perfume bottle and opened it quickly. The black gas immediately flowed and quickly covered his body, like a layer of solid armor.

"Men... Full defense perfume!!!" Yiye shouted handsomely, but his eyes were still full of fear.

"Purgatory shattered!"

Accompanied by Jellal's cold voice, the magic circle in his hand instantly burst out with a dazzling brown-yellow light.

The air in the entire venue seemed to be torn apart by powerful magic, and the audience felt a strong sense of oppression, and even their breathing became heavy.

"Boom--"

As the magic circle unfolded, a devastating energy fell from the sky and hit Yiye directly.

Wherever the energy passed, it seemed that everything evaporated in an instant, even the ground began to crack, and huge cracks spread rapidly, like a doomsday catastrophe.

"No... Impossible!!!"

"Defense perfume, hold on!" Yiye desperately encouraged himself, and the black gas surged wildly, trying to resist the terrifying impact.

However, Jellal's Purgatory Shattered did not give him any chance to breathe.

The terrifying magic power submerged Yiye like a tsunami, and the black defensive fragrance was torn apart like paper in an instant.

"Boom!!!"

The huge explosion shook the entire venue, and even the audience felt the ground shaking violently, dust flying, and smoke filled the air.

A huge deep pit was blown out of the ground in the center of the venue again, and rocks and sand flew everywhere, as if the land was completely destroyed.

"So... so scary..." The audience was stunned, and even their breathing stopped for a few seconds.

Many people couldn't even believe what they saw - that area had been repeatedly reinforced several times because of the battles in the past few days, but now it seemed to have become a ruin.

"Master!!!" The three cowherds took a breath of cold air almost at the same time, and couldn't help but step back a few steps.

"Where's the teacher? Is he still alive?"

At this time, the smoke gradually dissipated.

I saw Yi Ye lying in the middle of the deep pit. Although his body was still twitching slightly, the heavy defensive perfume had already dissipated. The whole person lay there as if he had been run over by a steamroller, unable to move.

"J... Jellal-kun..." Yi Ye raised his hand with difficulty, panting weakly, "You... you still hit too hard..."

Jellal was suspended in the air, looking down at him expressionlessly, his voice cold and calm: "I have restrained my strength."

The audience around was silent, and everyone looked at Jellal as if they were looking at a monster.

Being able to cast such a destructive magic in an instant and still remain calm, such a strong man makes people feel a kind of awe and fear from the heart.

"Too...too strong..." Even Makarov couldn't help but admire, "The ultimate application of celestial magic, plus the compound destructive magic released in an instant... Such talent is really amazing."

Erusa stood in the distance, her eyes full of shock: "So strong!"

Jellard turned into a golden light and slowly fell to the ground. His face remained calm. His eyes swept around and finally stopped on Yiye.

"Nice fight." He said lightly, his voice calm, as if the victory or defeat had long been irrelevant.

But then, a trace of unshakable determination flashed in the depths of Jellal's eyes. "It's just a pity," he narrowed his eyes slightly, "I have sworn to all the people I protect, I can't lose."

In an instant, a heavy pressure like a mountain emanated from Jellal.

His eyes revealed amazing persistence and faith, which was not only the confidence from strength, but also the will that had been tempered by thousands of hammers.

He thought of himself when he was young -

The boy who lost his father at a young age and took care of his mother alone, holding a tattered book in his hands, his eyes burning with the dream of becoming a judge.

When he was admitted to the magic academy with excellent grades, he stood in front of his mother and made a promise: "I want to become a judge and let all civilians like us live a better life."

However, fate was cruel and terrible.

The attack of the black magic cult plunged his life into the abyss - his mother's body was cold in front of him, and he was also captured as a slave, losing his freedom, dignity, and hope.

In those days, the pain of hell gnawed at his soul.

He had asked himself countless times in the dark: "Am I really the only one who can accept such a fate?"

But even so, he still did not give up.Abandoned.

He still remained optimistic, positive, sunny and positive.

Even in the nearly ten years of brainwashing and hypnosis, he still relied on the faint light deep in his heart, talent and obsession to struggle out of the abyss of despair.

He became a judge with his original name "Ziklein" and became a savior in the eyes of many people.

Some people say that his personality is split into two halves - one is a completely corrupted evil man, and the other is still guarding his dream in his youth and becoming the son that makes his mother proud.

He knows that no matter how many evil things he has done after being brainwashed, the real him has never given up redemption.

The fire of obsession has never been extinguished.

Now, he is finally completely awake and continues to move forward.

Standing on this land, he is shouldering not only his own salvation, but also those wizards who have fallen into darkness and those innocent people who have been poisoned by the black magic cultists.

He vowed to destroy all evil and bring light to this world.

The audience was boiling.

Everyone was shouting Jellal's name, as if calling for a savior-like hero.

At this moment, Jellal's eyes passed through the cheering crowd and fixed on the familiar figure in the stands - Erza.

He smiled gently. That was the only existence that could make him feel a moment of peace among the countless sufferings he had experienced in his life.

(This article refers to Jellal's experience from the Hundred Years Mission. I thought about it and decided to write it out. Mashima still didn't describe Jellal's past enough before. Now looking back, Jellal's experience is even more moving.)