Real Illusion

A glint of excitement flashed in Eleven's eyes as he flew into the air. The numbing sensation in the air made him feel a little nostalgic; it had been a long time since he had fought Laxus.

In regular missions, even S-rank missions, it's rare for Eleven to actually use his full strength. On the contrary, from childhood to adulthood, every battle with Laxus has been one where he gives it his all. The two of them fight each other with the principle of "if you can't kill him, fight him to the death," making it hard to tell whether they are friends or enemies.

"Heh heh Laxus, since you want to fight, I won't hold back. I'll show you my newly acquired skills."

Eleven chuckled, tapped two fingers on his forehead, and released his Spiritual Power with a hum.

"President Rob personally teaches the Real Illusion"

Before he finished speaking, the Eleven in the sky had vanished without a trace. At the same time, dozens of Eleven suddenly appeared out of thin air next to Laxus.

The same looks, the same voices, the same smirks made Laxus, who was in the center, feel nauseous. He already suffered from Eleven irritability disorder, and now that so many Eleven were surrounding him, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"These tricks are useless, Eleven. I stopped being fooled by your illusions many years ago."

As he spoke, Laxus emitted invisible electromagnetic waves that enveloped all the phantoms of Eleven.

This is a method Laxus uses to find Eleven's true form within illusions. Because illusions generally lack a physical form, electromagnetic waves can easily penetrate them. The principle is roughly similar to how bats use sound waves to locate objects—quite inhuman.

This time, however, Laxus was completely baffled by what he sensed. In his electromagnetic wave perception, all of the dozens of Eleven present were actually solid entities.

What the hell is this? Aren't these Eleven illusions? Did Eleven learn some kind of splitting magic? My god, can that annoying guy keep multiplying?

While Laxus was stunned, Eleven and the others weren't idle. Perhaps to further enhance Laxus's sense of reality, Eleven didn't use his Telekinesis. Instead, the Eleven closest to Laxus swung his fist directly at Laxus's face.

Laxus was still somewhat skeptical that Eleven's illusions could have a physical form, so he didn't dodge and took the punch squarely, instantly getting a huge black eye.

However, Laxus reacted quickly. After confirming that the Eleven who attacked him was indeed a physical entity, he unleashed a thick bolt of lightning that engulfed the attacking Eleven.

Eleven struggled briefly amidst the lightning, but quickly succumbed to its power and vanished into nothingness with a bang.

As expected, it's an illusion—an illusion with a physical form.

Laxus finally realized the true nature of these Eleven and couldn't help but show a hint of surprise. He had never seen anyone create an illusion that truly had a physical form.

"Hehe, Laxus, are you really stupid? I've already told you it's the real environment, what else do you want to test me for? Idiot." Another Eleven, who wasn't far from Laxus, chuckled.

Laxus stared at the speaking Eleven, as if analyzing whether that cheeky person was the real Elivin. Then, he suddenly launched an attack, gathering magic power and several bolts of lightning descended from the sky, turning several more Eleven into nothingness.

Having done all this, Laxus's lips curled into a cold smile again. "Heh, just some useless tricks after all. Eleven, while your illusions may have a physical form, their strength is far too weak. What use do you think something that breaks at the slightest touch is?"

As he spoke, Laxus punched another Eleven, feeling a sense of satisfaction. Although Eleven often called him an idiot, he wasn't really stupid; on the contrary, he was quite shrewd and quickly recovered from the shock of the physical environment.

Although these illusions, Eleven's, have physical forms, they are very weak and have virtually no physical attack power. So, apart from making it difficult for Laxus to distinguish the real body, they are no different from ordinary illusions.

For dealing with a large number of fragile enemies, area-of-effect attacks are the most suitable, which happens to be Laxus's specialty.

Crackling lightning flashed, and a golden ball of lightning rapidly expanded outwards from Laxus, threatening to obliterate everything in its path.

Watching Laxus confidently radiate power on the field, Eleven all retreated, but they couldn't help but smile knowingly. Fools are fools after all; they've been analyzing for ages without getting to the point.

Is defense really that important? Haven't you heard of a novice defeating a master with a flurry of punches? Have you ever experienced the thrill of having your head smashed by dozens of sledgehammers?

Just as Laxus was happily unleashing his powers, he suddenly felt a sense of danger from the back of his head, as if something was about to hit him.

Laxus recognized that feeling all too well; wasn't it just that bastard Eleven's usual sneak attack to the head?

"Heh, finally couldn't hold back, huh?" Laxus sneered, immediately ducking to avoid the attack.

Laxus had been eagerly anticipating Eleven's counterattack, because in his mind, the moment Eleven launched Telekinesis attack would be the moment his true form was exposed.

However, this time Laxus was wrong again, and quite drastically so.

Laxus never expected that the Telekinetic Hammers attacking him were not just one, but many. Just as he ducked to avoid the attack on the back of his head, a new Telekinetic Hammer appeared out of thin air in front of him, and then Laxus slammed it into his forehead.

Then came a full combo, dozens of small hammers pounding Laxus's head, sending him flying into the air. His large head swayed in mid-air, a look of confusion appearing on his face, which was now swollen like a pig's head.

Perhaps for others, the spell Real Illusion doesn't really help in combat and can only be used as a support spell.

Because this magic is essentially just a manifestation of Spiritual Power. Each individual doesn't contain much magic power, and its strength is quite average. It's like a series of exquisite glass artworks—beautiful to look at, but easily broken.

However, when this magic fell into Eleven's hands, the effect was completely different, because even with only Spiritual Power, Eleven still possessed considerable offensive power.

There is probably no one else in the world who can launch a physical attack using only Spiritual Power like Eleven. The Real Illusion seems to have been tailor-made for Eleven, and Eleven loves it to bits.

While this attack method significantly reduces the power of a single attack, it increases the attack frequency. Even with lower power, dozens of hits will turn you into a pig's head.

And the most important point is safety.

Look at that idiot Laxus, he's still playing like a headless fly. If he keeps going like this, Eleven thinks he could play for three days and three nights.