Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

As the meteorite with a breath of destruction crashed down, the entire ancient mountain range was torn apart, like a fragile curtain being ripped open mercilessly.

The earth trembled violently, the mountains collapsed, and the ground cracked into shocking deep cracks. The black rock layers curled like pieces of paper, torn into pieces by the terrifying energy, peeling off layer by layer, and expanding all the way to the depths of the earth's crust.

The impact of the meteorite exploded at the bottom of the abyss, and the scorching magma gushed out from the deep. The blood-red lava rolled and boiled in the cracks, steaming up heavy heat waves. The rolling magma overflowed from the surface along the cracks in the earth's crust, dyeing the entire mountain range red.

The air was filled with a scorching breath, and the red magma illuminated the world, like a hell in flames descending to the mortal world.

Jellal's figure slowly fell from the sky, his golden magic gradually dimmed, and as the burning magic was exhausted, his physical strength gradually dried up.

The golden light gradually thinned in the air. Jellal's face was pale, with blood on the corners of his mouth. His eyes were slightly closed, as if he was in a dream.

His body seemed to float in a silent void, losing all his strength, and could only slowly fall to the ground under the pull of gravity.

And below him, Rogge's figure had been shattered by the impact of the meteorite.

His body suddenly fell into the churning magma and was instantly surrounded by the scorching magma, but even though he was trapped in the blazing sea of ​​fire in the earth's core, his scarlet eyes still stared at Jellal in the sky.

Those eyes were full of reluctance and resentment, like a burning flame, revealing a deep obsession, refusing to close, as if death could not let go.

"Jellal...!"

Rogge's body began to carbonize rapidly, his skin gradually cracked, and gradually turned into a ball of illusory black mist, twisting and struggling in the magma.

After a moment, his figure was completely blurred. In his last roar, his figure turned into a giant dragon with black and white entangled, hovering above the magma, roaring angrily.

The dragon's figure twisted and swayed in the high temperature, and the fierce light in his eyes gradually dimmed until he completely lost consciousness, like an evil ghost who was unwilling to fall, cursing Jellal's figure.

Jellal's golden light was completely extinguished, and his body gently floated onto a rock that was about to collapse. He closed his eyes calmly, his body hunched, as if he had fallen into an endless sleep.

The rolling magma surged below him, and occasionally hot sparks emerged, illuminating his outline.

In the distant sky, golden lightning quickly passed through the clouds.

At this time, the Taikoo Mountains were dead silent, with only hot lava engulfing the earth, and this destructive battle also came to an end with the end of the falling stars.

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In the far east, the night was as dark as ink, and the outline of Kurokas City was already faintly visible on the horizon.

The moonlight was cold and fell on the earth, as if covered with a layer of gauze.

Ougast's figure seemed to blend into the night. He waved his staff lightly, and his steps were like a dragonfly skimming the water. In the blink of an eye, he had traveled a thousand miles.

He slowly stopped, his eyes slightly closed, and a trace of solemnity appeared between his eyebrows, as if he had sensed something far away.

He tapped the staff lightly, and the magic power turned into ripples and spread out. The ground suddenly trembled, and the sand rolled and surged, forming a half-kneeling blurry figure, which was Agil.

"Old man, His Majesty is urging us."

Ougast's eyebrows moved slightly, but his tone was not hurried, as if he was not in a hurry to leave: "I know, Ajir, don't be anxious, don't you feel the collision of magic thousands of miles away?"

"Tens of thousands of miles away? Old man, I'm not you, I only know how to kill people with sand." As he said, his magic burst out, looking into the distance: "It's so close! I'm really looking forward to it!! "

"Quiet." August closed his eyes and said lightly.

Ajir immediately shut up and turned into a sand flow and dived into the ground again, silently lying at August's feet, leaving only a slight rustling sound gently echoing in the silent night.

Ougast closed his eyes and whispered: "Perceiving magic·Sky Eye."

In an instant, the magic surged like a tsunami, instantly crossing thousands of miles, condensing into an extremely huge black pupil in the void, opening above the invisible night.

His pupils swept across the surface of the earth, and the scene in the distance came into his mind.

At the end of his vision, there was a huge meteorite crater that was ten thousand meters deep. Magma gushed out from the ground, burning with red light, and the figure of a young man was reflected at the bottom of the crater—Jellard, who was fainting, lay quietly beside the magma. Golden lightning fell from the sky and turned into a young man in a black cloak.

August stared at their figures, his mouth slightly raised, and murmured to himself: "Your Majesty is worthy of it.The person he likes has such outstanding subordinates. "

Then, he retracted his gaze.

The moment the magic power was retracted, there was silence in front of him, and the world seemed to have returned to silence.

"Let's go, Ajir." August took a step slightly, his voice calm.

"Be ready at any time, old man." Ajir emerged from the sand, his smile full of enthusiasm.

August opened his lips slightly and slowly said: "Space magic·Transfer."

A faint ripple appeared in the air, and the next moment the two appeared in the city of Kurokas.

In the quiet night sky, the cold moon was hanging high, and the moonlight outlined the outline of the temporary camp under the arena. The heavy shadows piled on the ground, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

Ajir turned into quicksand at August's feet, and couldn't stop the excitement: "Hey, old man, it's almost here, call out my desert army, I can't help but lead them to kill!"

"It's already here."

"Oh! That's great, hahahaha! "Ajir transformed from the quicksand into a human form again, opened his hands, and looked at everything around him.

At this time, the [arena ground] was full of imperial soldiers and wizards. Thousands of imperial soldiers lined up in a strict formation, and 100,000 imperial wizards were on guard like an undercurrent under the moonlight.

In the direction of the distant sea, hundreds of huge black warships slowly landed in the sky, and red runes flashed on the hulls, emitting waves of pressure.

The surrounding imperial soldiers looked fanatically, staring at the falling warships, their eyes full of expectations.

"That's our warship!"

"Oh my god, there are so many, how many people are there!" The young imperial soldier shouted excitedly, looking at Gray on the side and shouting excitedly.

"Gray! You just fought with Gajeel for so long, although it was very powerful, but it is definitely not as powerful as the main guns of our imperial army's magic warships! "

On the side, Gray was still eating, the spoon in his hand was still in the air, not put down.

His whole body was stiff, and he did not respond to the young imperial soldier who had just made friends with him. He turned his head blankly and looked at the two people who suddenly appeared on the side.

The terrifying magic power made him dare not act rashly, and his body could not stop shaking.

"Captain! There are enemies! !" The imperial soldier sitting at the same table with Gray reacted quickly. Without magic power, he could not perceive so much, but just picked up the weapon by instinct.

"Oh? So many people, hahahaha! !" Ajir looked at the army around him excitedly, and the terrifying magic power turned into a substantial pressure to crush the whole scene.

"Damn...!" Seeing this, Gray's eyes were blackened by the terrifying magic power.

Then he was pressed into the ground by endless quicksand, his whole body was wrapped in gravel, and even the strength to struggle was deprived.

The sea of ​​sand was surging in the moonlight, and Ajir's laughter echoed in the night sky: "Hahahaha! Everything here will be buried in the desert today!"