The infinity of blood collapse at the beginning

Chapter 1046 Redemption
His trick of pressing the bottom of the box failed twice in a row, and Prechto felt so depressed.

"who are you?"

"Are you talking about me?" Jeff walked to Saber's side, and untied the "Amaterasu 28 Form" that trapped her.The degree of proficiency is no less than that he released the magic.

Jeff put a hand on Saber's shoulder, ignored Saber's murderous eyes, and said solemnly: "I am the father of the child. Well, I will take responsibility."

"Gululu~!!" Little Cosmogu, who had tears in his eyes, stopped crying for some reason after seeing Zeref.On the contrary, it sounded like Ying and Jeff's childish voice.

With a jerk, Saber's little face turned red.

"You guys are really in a mess." Zeref also commented on Naz and the others when he took the time.

"Are you playing an old man?" Prechto was very dissatisfied with Jeff's inappropriate explanation.

Jeff didn't answer him, just shrugged indifferently.If it wasn't for Mebis' request, it would be great if Prechto could still stand here.

"who are you?"

"Jeff."

"Serref? No, you're not." At this point, there was a sudden pause, "I know who you are, the chairman of the Magic Council."

Jeff didn't have the slightest intention to answer his words.

"I promised you alone, not to kill you. Surrender."

5 minutes, and that guy will arrive at Sirius Island in 5 minutes, and Jeff decided to make a quick decision.

"Speaking wild words" Prechto was furious, and was provoked one after another.His anger has reached its peak.

"You've fallen too deep. Simple Izanami is no longer effective against a stubborn guy like you. You have to use strong medicine."

"You're really going to give me a problem, first generation." Zeref said softly and half-closed his eyes, and he probably knew that the other party would become such a depression after close contact.

Mebis' death had dealt a big blow to Prechto. It can be said that Prechto's current appearance is inseparable from the behavior of Mebis and Serref.

Obsessed with resurrecting Mebis, Prechto began to study magic more deeply. After reading countless classics for decades, he discovered the magic that resurrected the dead.
With the passage of time, after a hundred years of in-depth research, he gradually forgot his original purpose, and his attachment turned into a deep obsession.

Commonly known as - bewitched.

"Fortunately, I still have some skills."

Jeff held out three fingers to Prechto: "3 minutes, I will completely change you within 3 minutes. Be the kind and kind second generation back then."

"I want to see how you beat me in 3 minutes, but before that, I will kill you first!" Prejito clasped his palms together for the third time.

Overriding the law of goblins, why did super magic fail one after another?
The old man just doesn't believe in this evil today.

"The law of the devil!"

how to solve this problem?

Very simple.

Just let him face his own heart.

That is... let him die once.

If one time is not enough, then die a few more times.

Let him experience the ending he should have had, the ending that was extended, the ending where there is no future.

until he repents.

The pupil technique of Kaleidoscope Sharingan may be worse, then
Among all the abilities of Zeref, there is only one move that can achieve this level, and even time is not a problem with this move.

I saw that Jeff's pupils turned into six circles.There are countless hook jades spinning on the circle.

Samsara Sharingan.

"Unlimited monthly reading!"

With the four eyes facing each other, Prechto's pupils gradually changed, and finally turned into the same reincarnation Sharingan form.

Unlimited monthly reading, unlimited reincarnation.

Prejito is back again, back to Sirius Island.He and his two good friends Volod Sinken and Yuri Dolea met Mebis there again.Everything was repeated according to what he had experienced, and Prechto fell into darkness again because of the pursuit of black magic
Until X784, he led seven dependents to attack Sirius Island.The only difference is that this time without Zeref's participation, he still lost the secret of his heart and was discovered, and he was defeated by the young people in Fairy Tail.

When he fled in desperation with the remnants of the defeated general, he saw Serref whom he had dreamed of.

In the end he died.

A faint light appeared before his eyes, and he was born again.The same result, the same choice is still the same ending.No matter what changes he makes, what efforts he makes.

The results obtained are the same.

He saw the countless results of his countless choices.a hundred times?a thousand times?or more?He has lost his memory.

Countless reincarnations, countless rebirths.

Prechto couldn't help asking himself, is black magic really powerful?Are you really right to be so persistent?There is no need for others to answer, no one has the same ending and the answer has already been given.

Is the old man really wrong?Prechto's heart to pursue black magic gradually wavered.

Another reincarnation has begun.

Meet Sirius Island, get to know Mebis, and learn from Jeff. The cyan skull Sirius Jade creates Fairy Tail. Scenes flashed before his eyes like a slideshow.

In the end, he once again saw Mebis die in his arms.

Once again fell into the magic way.

Defeated by Fairy Tail again.

Once again died at the hands of Jeff.

Is a new cycle about to start?
This time something was different, instead of being reborn, he was summoned and absorbed by a demon called Franmars.

Facing Fairy Tail again.

Defeated. Still defeated, but with this defeat Prechto finally realized.

He finally recalled what he had deliberately forgotten.

Companions, Guilds, Friendships. And Mavis.
"What the hell did this old man do all these years! Ah!!" Prechto knelt down on the ground and cried like a child who realized his mistake.

It is obvious that the old man's wish is only to revive Mebis, and to reappear the light of hope.

But now, for the so-called power, for the so-called "one" magic, I want to destroy her with my own hands, and destroy the guild she created?

There was never a moment when Prechto hated the crimes he had committed so much, and there was never a moment when he did not regret it so much.

It's only now that I wake up, but it's too late.

It's too late, everything is too late.

It's too late.

"Is it late? Not too late" After an unknown amount of time, a deep voice sounded, echoing in the dark space.

"Wow. Why is this fierce old man crying?" Just when Prechto was puzzled, a somewhat familiar bluffing voice sounded.

"Natsu, don't be noisy." Another voice that made him more familiar sounded.

Prechto only felt his body sink, as if passing from one space to another.

The eyelids moved slightly, not the glare of the sun.

What came into view was Makarov's old face covered with plasters and creases, and his shiny Mediterranean forehead.

At this time, in Prechto's eyes, he was extremely kind.

"Welcome home, Nidaime!"

"Oh Makarov kid, I'm back."

(End of this chapter)