Marvel's Master of Heavenly Magic

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"So this is how powerful light magic can be!"

George, watching Makarov, who had not used his giant magic but instead relied solely on light magic to fight to a standstill with Yosef, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

At the early stages, light magic isn't particularly strong. Its defensive abilities are decent due to the Three Pillars of the Gods, but offensively, it's quite lacking. That's why he never uses light magic for attacks.

However, today, after seeing Makarov's use of light magic, he understood: it wasn't that light magic was weak, but that he himself hadn't mastered it fully and hadn't learned the higher-level offensive light spells.

Every light spell Makarov used seemed powerful enough to shatter a hundred-meter-tall mountain.

While George was marveling at the battle between the Ten Saints above, the battle between the Three Elements and Erza's group below began.

The aerial fight was intense, with no clear winner emerging at first, but George felt that Makarov had the upper hand, since he hadn't even used his most powerful giant magic yet.

So, George's focus shifted to the battle below.

Erza, along with Natsu and Gray, was fighting the Three Elements' ghostly S-Class mages. He estimated that their chances of winning weren't high, but he planned to look for an opportunity to intervene and help.

Although he wasn't a match for the S-Class mages directly, he had learned many types of magic and was excellent at support.

However, the outcome of the battle soon made him realize that his help might not be necessary.

"These ghostly S-Class mages seem kind of weak," George mused.

He noticed that, despite being suppressed, Natsu and Gray—who were not S-Class mages—were holding their own quite well against the S-Class opponents, Totomaru and Juvia. Their power levels seemed nearly equal.

Meanwhile, the fight between Erza and Sol didn't seem to match their supposed levels at all.

Erza hadn't even changed into her armor, yet she had Sol on the defensive, with him only able to dodge using his sand form. His rock-based attacks were easily cut down by Erza with a single swing of her sword.

However, Sol seemed to have read Erza's memories and conjured an image of a handsome man with blue hair and several children, which momentarily unsettled Erza.

Even so, Sol could only barely maintain a draw and didn't pose any real threat to Erza.

"Because the tasks S-Class mages face are much more difficult, the guildmaster has made the S-Class assessments for our guild much stricter to ensure everyone's safety.

In fact, with their strength, Natsu and Gray could easily become S-Class mages in any other guild," Mira whispered into George's ear when she saw his confusion.

"But don't tell them. The guildmaster doesn't want them to get too cocky!"

"Ah, now I get it," George replied, his mind suddenly clearing.

No wonder Makarov was so confident he could defeat the Ghostly Commander—there was little difference in top-tier strength.

Makarov was stronger than Yosef, Natsu and Gray were on par with the Ghostly S-Class mages, and Erza could probably take on multiple S-Class mages from the Ghostly faction. With this team, victory in the guild battle was assured.

With this in mind, the claim that Fairy Tail was the kingdom's strongest magic guild didn't seem exaggerated.

After all, the guild also had Laxus and Mestergon, whose strength was comparable to or even greater than Erza's. And there was also the guild member Gildarts, whose strength was said to rival that of the guildmaster, who was off on a century-long mission.

As expected, it wasn't long before the battle below came to an end.

Erza, with her strong will, quickly shook off Sol's psychological attacks and knocked him unconscious with a single strike.

Soon after, Natsu and Gray simultaneously defeated their respective opponents.

However, just then, a sense of unease began to stir within George. He had been wondering why the strongest of the Three Elements mages hadn't appeared yet.

Logically, such an important plan shouldn't be without the presence of the strongest mage.

"The kids' battle is over, and so is mine.

Now, kneel and beg for mercy, Yosef. I'll count to three—this is your last chance!"

From the sky, Makarov noticed that the battle below had ended and stopped his attack, speaking down to Yosef.

Makarov had actually had the ability to finish off Yosef from the beginning, but he had been holding back, allowing the kids to get some valuable training in this guild battle.

After all, such an opportunity for growth was rare.

"What?! Makarov, what nonsense are you spouting? My strength is on par with yours, and in terms of ruthlessness, I far surpass you! How dare you demand that I kneel? It's you who should be kneeling!"

Yosef, hearing Makarov's words, laughed maniacally in anger, and his magical power erupted violently within him.

"Soul Devour!"

This was his strongest dark magic, capable of summoning two massive black ghosts to devour the souls of his enemies.

"One... two... three."

Makarov counted to three, and when he saw that Yosef still refused to surrender, he clapped his hands together. A gigantic light magic array appeared above his head, large enough to cover the entire city.

Before the magic could be activated, the two giant black ghosts conjured by Yosef were instantly purified by the overwhelming light magic around Makarov.

"What the hell kind of magic is this?"

George, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, couldn't help but curse when he saw the light magic array covering the entire city.

It wasn't just him—Natsu, Gray, and all the Fairy Tail mages in the first-floor hall were equally stunned.

They clearly had no idea what kind of magic Makarov was using.

At this moment, Mira quietly smiled and explained:

"This is the guildmaster's strongest magic, created by the previous guildmaster. It uses holy light to banish darkness, and the caster only needs to destroy those deemed as enemies. It's known as the legendary, one-of-a-kind Ultra Magic—Fairy Law!"

"Light-type Ultra Magic, Fairy Law... I want to learn it!"

George now felt extremely grateful that he had prioritized learning light magic, as he had already built a solid foundation in it.

He had always known there had to be a reason Makarov had chosen to specialize as a light magic user, and now it was clear—it was to inherit the light-based Ultra Magic created by the previous guildmaster.

"Guildmaster, be careful!"

However, just as everyone was marveling at Makarov's imminent use of Ultra Magic, a figure suddenly appeared behind him—a large man dressed in green, wearing a blindfold and crying nonstop.

"How tragic... so tragic... Finally, a weakness!"

The man pressed his hands together, and a unique magic array lit up. As he did so, Makarov's face instantly changed, and the magical power within him began to dissipate rapidly. The light magic array in the sky, which had only just begun to form, vanished.

"This is bad… I let my guard down!"

Makarov hadn't anticipated that, while battling Yosef, another mage had been hiding in the surroundings to launch a surprise attack.

If not for his momentary lapse, this level of mage wouldn't have been able to withstand a single punch from him.

"Kill him!"

Yosef, who had nearly been scared to death by the power of Fairy Law, screamed as soon as he saw the success of the ambush.

The magic Makarov had just been about to release was terrifying; it was absolutely necessary to ensure he didn't leave here alive.

(End of Chapter)