Fairy Tail: From Gengar to Super Rayquaza

Chapter 62: Gerard’s new identity, the wrath of the Black Magic Cult!

Hearing what Gal said, Makarov was stunned and looked at Gal.

They all smiled at the same time.

There was something sinister in that kind smile. Erza, who was following behind the two of them, suddenly felt her body go cold and she looked around vigilantly.

The next day.

A "thank you letter" full of ridicule was spread throughout the entire Ishgar continent through the Council's announcement.

The specific content is that Fairy Tail thanks Devil's Heart for its contribution to the fight against the R system. It details the battle that was triggered by Uru's search for a daughter and Devil's Heart's interception.

By the end of the battle, through some kind of magic, they were tracked to an island near the coast of Kalmu.

Finally, outside the island, they intercepted and killed the vice president of the Devil's Heart, Stega, who was trying to usurp the R system, and Urrutia, who was bewitched and abducted by the Devil's Heart.

Later, under Uruguay's influence, Urrutia came to his senses and turned over a new leaf.

Not only did he reveal Hades's plot to control the cult's R system, he also personally provided guidance to Fairy Tail's president Makarov, destroying the R system that was under construction in one fell swoop.

This report seems less important in the aftermath of the previous two events.

However, it also solved a mystery for many people: it turned out that this was how the island where the R system was located was discovered.

We can also see from this "thank you letter" that Fairy Tail has no concealed sarcasm towards the devil's heart, which makes people can't help but smack their lips and say this is for real.

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Ishgar continent, central area.

The secret headquarters of the black magic cult.

Inside the solemn and religious building complex stood guards with cold faces, looking devoid of any sign of life, which seemed extremely strange.

Inside the church.

In front of the statue of Jellal.

A high priest stood with his hands behind his back, put down the newspaper in his hand and turned around. The two cult leaders who were responsible for the construction of the Tower of Paradise knelt below and trembled, asking for forgiveness, not daring to look up.

Next to the two of them was an unconscious blue-haired child, it was Jellal.

After listening to the two cult leaders' stories, the high priest's voice was unmoved:
"so."

"With so many magic soldiers and believers, you let a bunch of little ghosts start a rebellion."

The thin cult leader who was kneeling below trembled and said quickly:

"No it's not."

"We originally planned to suppress the rebellion after dealing with this little devil."

"But we didn't expect Fairy Tail's President Makarov to suddenly show up. Before we could react, the R system was destroyed by that old guy."

"You know, that old guy is a Holy Ten Mage. We really can't do anything about it."

"For the sake of the sacred cause of the cult, the two of us had no choice but to burn all the important information, and then escape back through the underground secret channel with this culprit."

"This kid has great talent. He must be the perfect sacrifice to my God!"

The fat leader of the cult next to him nodded repeatedly:
"That's right, High Priest."

"This little devil will definitely be the best sacrifice."

Ta-ta-ta.
The crisp sound of boots approached from above. The two cult leaders quickly put their heads to the ground until the boots stopped. Standing next to the two of them, a wave of magical power emerged.

After a while.

The man the two called the High Priest spoke:

"good."

"This child is very talented, much more talented than you, and he can even rebel against you."

The thin cult leader quickly flattered:

"Yeah yeah."

"Believe me, God will definitely like this sacrifice."

The high priest shook his head and said:

"Do not."

"I mean"

"Since this child is so talented and has better abilities than you guys."

"Then why do I keep you around?"

As soon as the voice fell, a dark magic circle suddenly rose from the two of them, and the black hellfire suddenly rose, enveloping the two of them in an instant:

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Nooooooo!!!"

Before he could even scream, he turned into ashes and disappeared.

The high priest stood in front of Jellal and said:

"Now that you're awake, stop pretending to be asleep."

Upon hearing this, the unconscious Jellal trembled slightly, but continued to play dead.

Then the high priest said:

"Do you want to experience the fire of hell, too?"

As a last resort, Jellal opened his eyes, twisted his body and sat up, looking at the high priest warily. The high priest said indifferently:

"Are you interested in joining the Dark Arts Order?"

“You’ll get the best training.”

Gerard looked gloomy, unsure:

"What if I don't join?"

The high priest's tone remained unchanged:

"you will die."

Then he added

"Now."

Jellal's face darkened as he looked at the High Priest and couldn't help but say:
"But your strength isn't that great, right?"

"The R system was easily destroyed."

The high priest shook his head and said indifferently:

"so what?"

“We can always build another one if we want.”

“We are always looking for talented kids.”

"Do you think it has to be you?"

"Although children with magical talents like yours are rare, what is the value if they can't grow up?"

"on the contrary."

"Just join the Order of the Dark Arts."

"We can make a wandering beggar become the offspring of a prince or minister, or let him directly inherit a kingdom, or even allow him to participate in the election to join the Magic Council."

"Join us and you will get the best resources and training."

"On the contrary, there is no need for it to exist."

"What's your decision?"

Jellal's heart sank, he looked at the high priest, and asked self-deprecatingly:

"Do I have a choice?"

Then he slowly closed his eyes.

The high priest nodded in satisfaction and raised his hand to put it on Jellal's head:

"Wise choice."

The magic power in the palm of his hand surged into Jellal's mind. Jellal trembled violently, and severe pain swept through his brain, almost making Jellal faint.

A pattern of a black magic cult slowly took shape between Jellal's eyebrows.

After a while.

The high priest loosened his hand:

"The Minister of Finance of the Kingdom of Helen is in need of a child. He will be your father in the future, and your mother is a second-level member of the Magic Council."

"Ziklein."

“This is your new identity.”

"Get some sleep, kid."

"When you wake up, it's a whole new life."

When Jellal heard the words Zikrein, his pupils shrank sharply, but he fainted before he had time to think about it, and the cult pattern on his forehead slowly disappeared.

Two cult guards walked in from outside. The high priest waved his hand, and the cult guards dragged Gerard away.

Then the high priest turned around and walked to the podium in front of the statue, picked up the newspaper again, and looked at the "thank you letter" from Fairy Tail with a gloomy face:
"Devil's Heart"

This time the construction had learned from previous lessons, the news was kept so secret that the Council did not get any news for so many years, and yet it fell into the hands of the Devil's Heart.

Even though it sounds so easy to Gerald, the actual situation is much more difficult than that.

Although the cult had brainwashed many nobles, they had almost completely emptied those guys over the years. They had failed again this time, and had to give the same troublesome explanation as before.

But when I think about it, this is purely an unprovoked disaster for him.

The high priest was so angry that his teeth were itching.

The devil's heart must be idle, why would it kidnap a child when everything is fine?

He even kidnapped the child of such a powerful wizard, how could I not look for him?
A cult as large as theirs is very cautious when kidnapping children, and they either kidnap orphans or find those in remote mountain villages.

The devil's heart is so hard-core.

He also kidnapped the child of an S-class wizard.

That kind of child is talented, but it is also easy for him to get into trouble. Damn Demon Heart, damn Fairy Tail.
In terms of hard power, the Black Magic Cult is really helpless.

But if he didn't let out this breath, it would be really uncomfortable, and the high priest almost bit his teeth off.

After enduring for a long time, the high priest still couldn't swallow this anger.

In terms of strength, they cannot defeat these two guilds, but in terms of connections, how many princes and nobles do these guys know?
Just wait for me!!!
(End of this chapter)