"Crush!"
In response, Gildarts stomped his right foot hard. He used his right foot to release Crush Magic, successfully destroying the dark swamp beneath him.
"Haha, using Crush Magic with your foot, you're something else, Gildarts…"
"Old man, I admire the imagination of you young people."
Seeing this, Precht couldn't help but stop all the magic he was releasing, reaching out to gently stroke the gray beard on his chin, a slight smile on his face.
Yes, Old Precht was successfully amused by Gildarts's comical move.
"Though a bit disheveled, it was indeed effective."
Gildarts, on the other hand, was much calmer. He stood in the deep pit created by his Crush Magic, looking at Precht on the 'high platform' in the distance, and said earnestly.
"Magic is a very elegant thing."
Precht shook his head gently. Gildarts's move was too undignified.
"Heh heh…"
"Elegant things can only be placed in the main hall!"
"How can magic be such an inconvenient thing?!"
Gildarts chuckled, completely unconcerned by what Precht had said.
"Alright! The game of mutual probing can end here."
"Gildarts, it's time for you to show your true abilities."
As Precht spoke, the nature of his magic power suddenly underwent a fundamental change. The terrifying magic power caused the entire earth to tremble and wail.
"Interesting."
Gildarts smiled coldly, his magic power surging wildly at that moment.
"Wait…"
"These two guys have already fought like this, and they're still probing?!"
"Where did these monsters come from? If we let them keep fighting, wouldn't the entire Magnolia Town be destroyed?!"
"Guild Master, you have to do something, right?"
At the same time, the Magicians of Fairy Tail Guild, shivering from the cold released by Ur, wrapped their arms around their upper bodies, their teeth chattering with soft 'clack, clack' sounds. However, no matter how cold the weather, it couldn't stop everyone's complaints.
"Clack, clack…"
Makarov, wearing the golden coat custom-made for him by the Magic Council ERA, symbolizing his status as a Ten Wizard Saints, shivered like the others around him from the terrifying cold air, and kept shaking his head, saying, "You brats! Are you intentionally making fun of this old man? Do you think I don't want to? Is this level of battle something I can interfere with?"
"Ur, go stop Precht and Gildarts."
Makarov said, looking at Ur beside him.
"Ah, me?!"
Ur raised her delicate eyebrows, looking at Makarov with a hint of confusion, as if Makarov was speaking nonsense. Anyone with eyes could see that the battle between Precht and Gildarts, these two monsters, was not something she could easily stop.
"Boom!!"
Just as everyone was discussing how to bring a perfect end to the battle between Precht and Gildarts, allowing Old Precht and Gildarts to conclude with dignity, a terrifying burst of magic power erupted from within Old Precht and Gildarts. This time, the magic power they unleashed was on a completely different level from the magic power they had released during their earlier probing.
"What is the path of magic?"
"The path of magic is power born from darkness."
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