Fairy Tail: From Gengar to Super Rayquaza

Chapter 173 The Magic That Amazed the Hero of the South
The powerful sword energy passed by Gal's head.

The hood of his magic robe was cut open, but Garl's eyes were full of admiration:

“It’s really strong.”

He did not use magic, but the slash was imbued with magic power, otherwise it would not have such a powerful effect. After all, in terms of swordsmanship alone, Erza is better than him.

However, the brave man of the south was able to respond with ultimate swordsmanship. This world does have its merits.

The Sword of Justice in Gal's hand pressed against the long sword of the Hero of the South, and then he suddenly exerted force and swung it across.

An arc of sword energy shot out, pressing the Hero of the South to fly backwards. As the arc of sword energy continued to expand, the surrounding trees were directly flattened and fell down.

The brave man of the south flew backwards against the sword energy, turned the sword in his hand, and stabbed.

click-

The arc-shaped sword energy was torn in the middle, and the brave man of the south fell down in the air, holding the sword and looking at Gal opposite him, and said:
"I can feel that you are not using your full strength."

"It's unimaginable."

"A magician's swordsmanship can be so powerful."

"And such a powerful magician."

"Are there enemies that we can't defeat?"

The Hero of the South could sense that Garl contained extremely powerful magic power, far surpassing any magician in their world. Perhaps only the great magician Celia, who was born in the mythological era, could compete with him.

If I use magic, I might be defeated quickly, right?
The Southern Hero thought in his head.

But he did not stop his movements. He took a step and almost instantly reached Gal, stabbing the abdomen with the sword in his hand.

Gar's pupils shrank sharply and his body retreated instinctively, but the sword of the Hero of the South pressed forward.

boom--!
The huge sword energy penetrated the forest and pierced into the mountains.

A sword energy gully thousands of meters long appeared on the ground.

next second.

Several streaks of sword light shot up into the sky from the mountain. The heaven and earth seemed to stop for a moment, and then the mountain collapsed. Huge fragments broke into pieces and flew back into the sky, to the center of the huge mountain fragments.

Two figures flashed back and forth.

Clang!
The sound of metal clashing could be heard.

An arc-shaped sword energy burst out from the sky, directly obliterating the huge mountain fragments that were flying backwards into the sky. The white clouds in the sky were instantly swept away, leaving only the sound of swords colliding.

The battle lasted for nearly half an hour.

Until the noise became so loud that it attracted the attention of people around.

Both sides had no choice but to stop.

On the forest floor.

At this time, there was no so-called forest, because the trees within a radius of several thousand meters were cut off by the sword energy and fell to the ground. The brave man of the south had a headache watching this scene:
"The damage is quite extensive."

“I don’t know how long it will take to recover.”

Gar had been active for so long and felt refreshed. He said:
"This is simple."

As he flipped his hand, a magic wand appeared in his hand and he pointed it at the ground.

A stream of magical power surged into the ground, then quickly spread out, and a rich wood-attributed aura gushed out.

Under the astonished eyes of the Hero of the South, green buds quickly grew on the ground within a radius of thousands of meters around him, and then large green trees rose from the ground, restoring the forest in almost an instant.

If it weren't for the previously chopped trees still piled on the ground, it would be almost the same as before.

Then Gal looked at several chopped-off mountains in the distance. He raised his wand and pointed at them one by one. Beams of magic power shot out, and then the ground began to tremble. The six mountains that had been flattened were

It actually continued to grow upwards, and soon reached a height almost the same as its original height.

The Hero of the South widened his eyes; this scene truly shocked him.

The magician from another world seems a little wild. How could he restore the forests and mountains like this?
Gar looked at the restored forest and mountains, nodded, and then looked at the Hero of the South:
"How about it?"

The Hero of the South paused, then said solemnly:

"Very strong."

Gar raised his hand and waved it towards the forest. Two fleshy legs of an unknown monster floated over. They were obviously injured in the previous battle.
"Would you like to have a drink?"

The Hero of the South hesitated:
"This"

The main reason he came here was to take a look at the situation of this alien who changed the future a little bit. He could sense from the battle that Gar was not an unforgivable person, so he felt relieved.

Otherwise, the original itinerary was to look for the elf Furlian who would slay the devil together with the future hero as predicted.

And now, because of waiting in Gal, he has been delayed for some time.

The Southern Hero was about to refuse when he heard Garl say with a smile:

"Wouldn't you like to try the wine from another world?"

The Hero of the South paused.

Otherworldly Wine
Maybe it would be nice to try some fine wine from another world before dying?
Gar raised his hand and summoned many fine wines. All kinds of wine aromas that had never been tasted before rushed towards the brave man of the South.

The Southern Hero silently took back the words he was about to refuse, looked at Gar, and showed a helpless smile of being controlled:
"Then excuse me."

soon.

A fire was lit in the forest far away from the battlefield.

As the sky gradually darkened, the meat legs on the fire, paired with the spices of Gal, filled the entire forest with the rich aroma of meat, making countless carnivores greedy, but they could only watch.

The firelight shone on Garl and the Brave Man of the South. He took out a small knife, cut a few pieces of meat and put them in his mouth to chew, then took a sip of the fine wine that Garl brought.

A long-lost feeling of relaxation filled the whole body of the Southern Hero. Looking at Gar, the Southern Hero asked curiously:

"Who is the powerful enemy in your world?"

"Demon King? Or what?"

"It's hard to imagine that a magician as powerful as you would have an enemy that you can't handle."

Gar turned the sizzling meat leg on the fire and said:

"Not the Demon King."

"It's a giant dragon that slaughtered tens of thousands of dragons and evolved into a dragon king."

The Hero of the South thought for a moment:
"A giant dragon?"

The giant dragons of their world appeared in my mind, such as the Red Mirror Dragon and the Shadow Dragon.
(The giant dragon of Fulilian's world, the Red Mirror Dragon)
Listening to Garl's narration, the Southern Hero imagined a dragon that could kill tens of thousands of dragons:

“That’s really hard to deal with.”

"The physical strength alone is beyond the reach of humans."

Although he could kill a red mirror dragon in seconds, if he were asked to kill 10,000 of them, not to mention whether his body could withstand it, his sword would probably be broken.

Gal shook his head and smiled, then said:

"If we can exhaust him to death, we won't have to go through so much trouble to travel to other worlds to find a solution."

"how to say"

"Your world also has magic, right? But there are also powerful swordsmen like you. If nothing unexpected happens, there should be other professions as well."

The Southern Hero nodded:

"Yes."

Gal said:

"But in our world, the only thing that the majority of humans know is magic."

"And that dragon is immune to magic."

"At the same time, he has a dragon body that far exceeds that of a human."

Perhaps because he was afraid that the Hero of the South didn't understand the concept, Gar raised his hand and summoned a phantom.

It was the scene of the battle at the Stonehenge Mountains. Gildarts gathered compressed magic power and fell from the sky to hit Hades. Then there was a shocking explosion that directly destroyed a corner of the continent.

It turned the place into a vast ocean.

The South Warrior's eyes were solemn:
"What a powerful magician."

"Just a collision attack alone sank a corner of the continent."

Gal's perspective is in the sky.

Therefore, the Hero of the South saw the range of the explosion clearly.

You're welcome to say that.

If this attack were dropped on the Central Continent, the aftermath would be enough to destroy half of the kingdom.

Before the brave man of the south could come to his senses.

The phantom suddenly changed and turned into a scene where Gildarts was fighting against Acnologia and being fooled.

Looking at Gildarts, who had just destroyed the world and sank a corner of the continent, not only were any attacks of his own useless when dealing with the dragon, he was even lightly scratched by the dragon's sharp claws.

tear-

An arm flew out.

"hiss--"

The brave man of the south took a deep breath:
"This is really...desperate enough."

You can see it.

The magicians in Gal's world not only know magic, but also have strong physiques.

But facing the dragon that is immune to magic.

Became as fragile as the magicians in their world.

Gal said helplessly:
"Yes."

"That's why I thought of going to other worlds to find a solution."

"At worst, just collect some materials."

The Southern Hero nodded in understanding, then said, "To be honest, I really want to help you."

"But unfortunately, I don't have much time."

Gal understood, but still asked:
"I see there's nothing wrong with your health, right?"

"Is there any powerful enemy?"

The brave man of the south looked at the wine jar and said:

"Yes."

"There is also a strong enemy, but it's not a dragon."

"It's the Demon King."

As he spoke, he told Gar about this world, where the war between the demons and other races had been going on for thousands of years. He not only talked about the present, but also the future, saying that a year later he would be besieged and killed by the demon prophet and the Seven Collapse Sages on the northern plateau.

When it comes to this.

The Hero of the South suddenly laughed, and said that he would also take away the Demon Clan's prophet, laying the foundation for future heroes to defeat the Demon King.

A new hero will end this war.

This puts an end to this bloody battle that has lasted for thousands of years.

Looking at the Southern Hero's smile, Gar didn't know what to say, so he asked:
"Won't you regret it?"

The Southern Hero thought for a moment and said:
"Pity?"

“There will be some.”

"But compared to a victorious future, my regrets are nothing."

"God has given me the ability to predict the future."

“It means this is my mission.”

"If I can't get rid of the demon prophet Shuharat in my limited life."

“That’s the real despair.”

After all, humans are not immortal species like elves and demons.

The fact that the demons have been able to stand firm throughout thousands of years of fighting is closely related to the demon prophet Shuharat.

Shuharat, who can also see the future, has killed countless heroes of various races on the continent and countless soldiers defending the country during thousands of years of war.

There is no room for easing this blood feud.

If you want your race to survive, you have no choice but to fight to the death.

Only he can lure out Shuharat, and Shuharat is also aware of his threat, so he will kill him at all costs, even at the cost of his life. This is exactly what he wants.

Only by exchanging Shuharat can mankind have hope of victory.
Gal sighed and said:

"Your situation is more desperate than mine."

The Southern Hero waved his hand and said with a smile:

"not bad."

"At least humans can win."

There was no trace of despair in the words of the Southern Brave, but instead there was endless fighting spirit.

Gal shook his head, suddenly thought of something, and said:

"need any help?"

The Southern Hero was stunned, then shook his head:

"forget it."

"It's not easy on your side either. You should find a solution as soon as possible."

"If anyone on this continent can find a solution."

"Perhaps the only one is the great magician Celia who has existed since the mythological era."

"I just happened to be going to look for her disciple."

"It's just a short distance away."

Gar nodded and agreed:

"That's great, it saves me the trouble."

Then Galileo paused for a moment and said:

"You said before that you couldn't see my future, right?"

"Can Shuharat see it?"

The Southern Hero was stunned, then thought for a moment and shook his head:

“He probably can’t see it either.”

"but."

"Or not."

The Hero of the South smiled bitterly and said:

"My death is fixed."

"Because without my death, Shuharat would never have appeared."

"And he also knows that my target is actually him."

"so."

The Hero of the South shook his head, and Gal was helpless.

The two guys who could predict the future both wanted to trap and kill the other side.

Although the two could not see Gal's future, if Gal intervened and prevented the Southern Hero from dying, Shuharat, who also saw the future, would not come out at all.

Only when both parties foresee that the other party will definitely die in the future, will they risk their lives to kill each other.

This battle cannot be fought unless either side dies.

The brave man of the south picked up the wine jar and said with a smile:

"Let's not talk about that."

"We have to leave tomorrow morning. We've been delayed for a long time."

"have to say."

"The wine from another world is indeed delicious."

Gar raised the wine jar, clinked it with the Southern Hero, and said with a smile:

"Of course."

After all, there is a gap in times. The world of Ruined Furlian is generally at the level of medieval Europe. Compared with the world of Fairy Tail where trains and magical ships are already popular, the technology is indeed quite behind.

It's not just wine, it also includes seasonings, delicacies and so on.

The bonfire was burning slowly, illuminating the shadows of two people who were having a great conversation.

The next day.

The Southern Hero rubbed his head. Although he didn't have a headache, he still felt a little dizzy. He opened his eyes and saw wine jars all over the floor. He muttered to himself:
"I drank a lot yesterday."

Then he looked up and saw countless Gars wandering around the forest.

The Hero of the South shook his head:

"Are you still drunk?"

How come there are so many Gar?
At this time.

Gal's voice sounded beside him:

"Those are my clones."

The Hero of the South was startled, and turned his head to see Gar sitting next to him. Looking at the Gars in the forest, the Hero of the South said:

"Clone?"

"It's really amazing magic."

Gal smiled and said:

"After all, we've come all this way, so we should collect some 'local specialties'."

The new world represents the "origin" that has not been absorbed everywhere, so we must collect it well.

The Southern Hero nodded and then said:

"Then let's set off at noon."

"Although it was delayed for half a month, it won't make a big difference if we speed it up."

It’s actually not a big deal.

He just wanted Fulilian to deliver a message to the future hero on his behalf. A few days' delay wouldn't matter.

Gal said:
"No need to bother."

Then Gal looked up at the sky and shouted:

"Kuailong."

The voice just fell.

A streak of orange-yellow light descended from the sky and landed on the ground at an extremely fast speed, yet it was incredibly smooth and did not cause any ripples.

Looking at Dragonite, the Hero of the South was speechless.

What a great speed.

Gal smiled and said:

“No matter where you go, you can get there in just half a day.”

(End of this chapter)