Serena of the Eight Dragons

Inside the Fairy Tail guild.

A projection like a curtain of water hung in midair, showing the battlefield where Fairy Tail and Phantom Lord were fighting.

The moment Tempest Serena appeared, the atmosphere across the entire battlefield turned solemn and still. Even from afar, separated by the magical projection, they could vaguely feel the imposing aura and pressure radiating from him.

"W-Who is that?"

Standing nearby, Lucy stared at Tempest Serena, a flash of alarm passing through her eyes. "What's happening to everyone...?"

On the screen, Elfman and the others closest to Tempest Serena had gone rigid and stiff. Those who were somewhat weaker collapsed to the ground one after another as Serena advanced, their entire bodies trembling violently.

Feng Ye stood with his hands behind his back, calmly watching the projected scene. "His magical pressure is too strong. An average mage would find it difficult to remain standing in front of him."

"Magical pressure?"

Levy looked slightly shocked. She knew what magical pressure meant. When there was an enormous gap in magical power between two mages, the stronger one could use magic power alone to crush the weaker one, making them tremble and unable to move.

Gildarts had displayed that kind of strength before. Without using any magic, he had relied solely on his magical power to overwhelm several weak mages and knock them all to the ground.

But the problem was...

Even Elfman in the projection could barely withstand that man's magical pressure. Natsu, Erza, and the others also seemed to be under immense pressure!

Levy looked at Tempest Serena in the projection, her voice trembling slightly. "Is he... stronger than Phantom Lord's guild master?"

"Mm."

Feng Ye nodded lightly. "Probably by two tiers."

"Two tiers?!"

Lucy went blank for a moment, finding it hard to believe. "How