The moment the words fell, Laxus’s magic power suddenly erupted, catching Jura off guard and pushing him back.
Jura frowned slightly, then waved his hand, causing several stone pillars to burst from the ground, blasting Laxus into the sky.
"[Thunder Dragon’s Heavenward Halberd]!"
While airborne, Laxus’s hands crackled with electricity, and a thunderous Heavenward Halberd spear shot downward with a sharp whistling sound, aiming straight at Jura.
Faced with Laxus’s powerful attack, even Jura’s expression turned serious.
He waved his hand slightly and called out: "[Cliff Hammer]!"
The ground seemed to come alive, shifting and rising into an iron-like wall that forcefully blocked Laxus’s Thunder Dragon’s Heavenward Halberd.
However, Laxus’s attack was far from over.
The moment he released the spear, he had already followed up closely behind.
His explosive punch struck the rock wall, shattering it instantly.
With the barrier destroyed, Jura was now fully exposed before Laxus.
Bang!
Fist met arm, and the two clashed once again in close combat.
After several exchanges of blows, Jura began to feel uneasy—because in hand-to-hand combat, Laxus was actually overpowering him.
(This isn’t good. I need to create some distance.)
Jura made a slight movement with his hand, and several stone pillars suddenly burst forth, surging toward Laxus in an attempt to force him back.
However, Laxus merely twisted his body, deftly dodging the rock assault before transforming into a flash of lightning and charging straight at Jura once again.
A fierce magical battle erupted between the two, with attacks infused with immense magical power and occasional devastating strikes that were enough to leave anyone breathless.
"So strong..."
"He’s actually evenly matched with Jura."
"That guy is a monster who took down Orga with a single blow."
"Laxus..."
Up in the Fairy Tail stands, Makarov watched the intense battle displayed through the magic crystal projection, his face filled with shock, and a faint sheen of sweat appearing on his forehead.
"I never expected my grandson to be this strong..."
Seeing Makarov’s expression, the First Master smiled and said, "That’s exactly what your face is saying right now."
"Yeah."
Makarov silently nodded in acknowledgment.
The First Master chuckled softly, then turned her gaze back to the intense battle within the magic crystal, murmuring, "The young ones set to shine in the coming era... everyone is growing."
"Ohhhhhh!"
Within the magic projection, Laxus—already covered in wounds from the prolonged struggle—let out a fierce roar as he raised his lightning-charged fist once more and swung it forward with all his might.
The resulting explosion of thunder and lightning engulfed the entire battlefield, completely overwhelming everyone’s vision.
As the battle dust settled, the heavily injured and panting Jura looked at Laxus on the opposite side, breathing heavily as he said, "This is truly... astonishing."
"Haa..." Laxus panted continuously, but didn’t reply.
"In all these years, nothing has made my blood boil like these two battles." Jura remarked.
"You’re just as much of a monster as the rumors say." Laxus smirked slightly, then closed his eyes and murmured, "What was it I’m supposed to say at a time like this, Natsu...? Oh yeah—I’m completely fired up!!"
"Come then."
The veins on Jura’s forehead bulged as he spoke solemnly, "Let’s see who can fight until the very end!!"
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The battle on Crocus Bridge was gradually reaching its climax.
Gray and Juvia stood facing Sherria and Lyon.
Both sides had already expended much of their strength in the previous exchanges, leaving only one final clash to decide the outcome.
"Their weakness lies in their teamwork," Gray said, extending his hand and grasping Juvia’s, who was barely able to stand.
He spoke softly, "But we can coordinate even better."
"Gray-sama..." Juvia murmured.
With a determined expression, Gray declared, "Let’s use all our magic and take them down!!"
"Yes!" Juvia nodded firmly.
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"The passion, sweat, and tears you shed... they shine as beautifully as the sun’s halo."
Watching the two battles unfold within the magic crystal, the First Master’s smile grew even softer as she murmured, "Fearless young ones, the only path before you is the one you forge ahead."
"[Dragon Slayer’s Secret Art...]"
Laxus growled, his voice low and fierce.
Though his body was battered and heavily wounded, the dazzling electricity surrounding him showed no signs of fading.
On the contrary, as his fighting spirit surged, the lightning grew even brighter.
"[Roaring Thunderclap]!"
The explosion roared like a symphony of destruction—this was Laxus’s all-out strike.
No feints, no deception, just a single, decisive blow carrying the weight of his pride and will.
A strike that no one could withstand, not even a renowned Wizard Saint standing before him.
Boom!
Jura’s body was sent flying backward, his clothes torn and tattered from the sheer force of the attack.
Yet, despite his injuries, his gaze remained clear and unwavering.
"I’ve lost."
With those quiet words, the man who stood as solid as a mountain slowly collapsed.
"Laxus wins!!! A Wizard Saint has been defeated!!!"
Chapati couldn’t contain his excitement, slamming the table as he loudly declared, "Fairy Tail has secured their victory! This year’s Grand Magic Games are as good as decided!!!"
...............
"What the hell... What the hell is going on?! Why did Jura and the young lady both lose?!"
Somewhere in Crocus, Sting fell to his knees in shock, staring blankly at the scene before him.
In his mind, the cold, commanding face of Minerva and the familiar, cheerful smile of Lector surfaced.
"Lector... Lector!!"
Sting murmured, his voice trembling.
He had resolved to fight for victory, but faced with Fairy Tail’s overwhelming lead in points, he felt only a crushing sense of despair.
Even if he defeated every remaining opponent, it would be meaningless—Fairy Tail had already secured total victory.
"Damn it... Damn it, what am I supposed to do?"
He clenched his eyes shut in agony.
"Hey."
A sudden voice made Sting’s body tense.
He lifted his head and saw Erza standing before him, her body covered in wounds.
"You’re from Fairy Tail?"
Sting stood up, his guard raised.
Even though he had lost hope, he refused to submit so easily.
"This cat... it’s yours, isn’t it?"
Erza spoke softly, then lifted a small, sleeping brown cat in her hands—it was Lector, the very one Minerva had taken from him.
"Lector!!"
Sting rushed forward, carefully taking the unconscious Lector into his arms.
"This... this is..."
"I defeated Minerva, and then he suddenly appeared in front of me," Erza explained.
"I checked—he’s only unconscious, nothing more. I don’t know exactly what happened, but... I figured he should be returned to you."
"Really... thank you." Sting choked out, his voice trembling.
"This is enough... Lector, everything’s okay now."
"Next, it’s our turn to fight." Erza spoke softly, shifting into a battle-ready stance.
"...No, I don’t want to fight anymore."
Sting’s words made Erza pause for a moment.
But when she saw how carefully he held Lector in his arms, she seemed to understand something.
She nodded. "I see."
[Sting has forfeited. Erza gains 5 points.]
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Grand Magic Games – Final Day Progress:
1st Place: Fairy Tail – 76 points (1 leader, 4 members remaining)
2nd Place: Sabertooth – 53 points (Eliminated)
3rd Place: Mermaid Heel – 43 points (Eliminated)
4th Place: Lamia Scale – 39 points (0 leaders, 2 members remaining)
5th Place: Blue Pegasus – 32 points (Eliminated)
6th Place: Quatro Puppy – 14 points (Eliminated)
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