Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

The battle between Makarov and Joseph was still going on fiercely in the huge magic circle above the castle.

Although he sensed that Gajeel had been defeated, Joseph was still unwilling to give up, struggling like a trapped beast.

His whole body was surrounded by dark magic, his face was full of grim smiles and anger, as if he still had a glimmer of hope.

"Damn Makarov!" Joseph roared, his voice filled with unconcealed despair and anger.

His hands quickly formed seals, and the magic circle of the entire castle rippled violently under him.

Powerful magic began to gather around him, forming a huge dark storm.

Although Joseph was on the verge of exhaustion, he still stubbornly tried to fight back.

His dark magic circle raged in the air, making a final roar and roar.

At this moment, Hal suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield, raised his staff, and quickly formed a powerful sand shield, completely blocking Joseph's full-strength attack.

The black shock wave continued to spark dazzling sparks on the sand shield, but failed to break through Hal's defense.

Joseph saw that his attack was ineffective, and a trace of fear flashed across his face.

However, he was still unwilling to give up and continued to surround Hal and Makarov with dark magic.

Despite this, his magic power had begun to become unstable, and his body gradually showed signs of weakness.

At this moment, Makarov stood in the distance, and his hands began to slowly condense a golden source of magic power.

The golden light exuded a warm and sacred atmosphere around him, and the magic power in the air was also attracted, forming a huge vortex of glory.

Makarov's face was majestic and firm, and he knew that the decision at this moment would determine everything.

"Joseph, you still have one last chance, kneel down." Makarov's voice was sonorous and powerful, with a cold and majestic atmosphere. His eyes were firm, revealing a majesty that could not be rejected.

"What a joke! Our magic power is comparable, even with the help of this stinky boy, you can't humiliate me like this!" Joseph heard this, and a trace of fury flashed in his eyes. Although his magic power was on the verge of collapse, he still gritted his teeth and persisted, cursing madly.

His voice was full of unwillingness and anger, as if it was the last struggle against his failure.

In the interweaving of darkness and light, Joseph's fury and despair seemed particularly abrupt.

His whole body was gradually surrounded by the expanding light, and the strong will to resist formed a sharp contrast with the impending end.

Makarov's face did not fluctuate at all, he slowly began to count down, his tone calm and firm: "Three... two... one!"

As soon as the countdown sound fell, Makarov put his hands together, and the golden magic source turned into a huge light between his palms.

The light became brighter and brighter, and finally formed a huge golden magic circle in the air.

The edge of the magic circle flashed with dazzling brilliance, and ancient and sacred runes kept flowing in it.

Fairy Law - This is an ultimate skill in super magic, representing the power and justice of the Fairy Tail Guild.

This magic circle almost covered the entire sky, and its grandeur shocked all the wizards present.

The light expanded in the air, like a sacred sky, completely covering all the darkness.

"Super Magic Fairy Law!" Makarov's voice echoed in the air, with unquestionable sacredness and majesty.

This technique is not only the annihilation of the enemy, but also the ultimate embodiment of justice and guild spirit.

As the light expanded, the sacred runes in the magic circle gradually lit up, and the entire space was shrouded in golden light, as if the world was purified at this moment.

Joseph felt unprecedented pressure and fear under Makarov's huge light.

His body was gradually eroded by the light, became transparent, and finally knelt down powerlessly.

His whole body trembled, and his white hair seemed to age by dozens of years in an instant, as if he had lost all his strength and dignity.

"No... Impossible" Joseph's lips trembled weakly

Makarov's eyes were as deep as the abyss. He looked at Joseph who was kneeling on the ground quietly, and a deep sigh overflowed from his mouth.

The light gradually converged and turned into a gentle and solemn golden glow.

"Joseph," Makarov's voice was filled with the precipitation of years and kind admonition, "The power and strength you pursued all your life will ultimately bring you nothing but loneliness and destruction.

The power of magic is used to

To protect and create, not to devour and destroy.

When you were young, you might have been blinded by ambition. I hope you can reflect on what you have done in the remaining years.

"We won!" Under the castle, everyone realized that their president had won when they saw the huge light curtain purifying the dark magic.

"You are worthy of being the president, grandpa!"

Hal looked at everything in front of him. The huge light magic purified all the darkness, including the death power overflowing from Hal.

This is a side effect of using the left-hand death magic. Hal's character will become bloodthirsty but will not lose self-awareness.

Makarov turned his head to look at Hal, his heart full of relief, but he also expressed doubts about the death power in Hal.

"Hal, what's the matter with the strong death power in you?"

"It's just an innate power. Don't worry, grandpa president, I can control it." Hal smiled slightly, his eyes calm and firm.

"Smelly boy" Makarov laughed and scolded when he saw this.

Suddenly, a figure appeared next to Hal and Makarov. It was Miston.

Miston was about 1.8 meters tall, and his figure looked very burly under the cloak.

His voice was low and steady, like an ancient bell echoing in the air: "President, Hal, the Phantom's branch has been completely annihilated."

After that, the Phantom Guild flags flew all over the sky, symbolizing their defeat.

"I know," Makarov looked at Miston. Although he didn't know much about his strongest candidate in the guild, he knew that Miston was a kind child.

"Well done, Miston," Hal also walked over and put his arm around Miston's shoulders and said.

"After this is over, I will come to help you fight against Anima."

Hal smiled happily at Mistongang. He also knew about Mistongang. He came from another world and had no magic power. His powerful strength was all based on his understanding of magic and the several magic wands behind him.

Hal admired him. An ordinary person could have S-level strength in just a few years after joining the guild. It was impossible without a strong heart and extraordinary efforts.

All this was to fight against Anima, against the selfish desires of his emperor father, and against the whole world that gave birth to him and raised him.

Mistongang's shoulders relaxed slightly, with a faint smile: "I can still deal with it for the time being, Hal."

"Then, call me in time when you need help," Hal responded seriously, his eyes full of concern and commitment.

"Okay." Mistongang nodded

Mistongang chatted with Hal for a while, and soon his figure became distorted and slowly disappeared.

The president also walked to the bottom of the castle at this time, looking at each guild member with a kind smile on his face.

"Everyone has worked hard. Thank you for the efforts of every member. Today, we have protected our home together."

"Oh!" All the guild members responded in unison, their voices full of unity and pride.

The glory of victory shone on everyone's face, and everyone's mood became more relaxed.

Hal continued to stand silently beside the president, feeling deeply moved.