Hades conjured chains between his fingers, blocking Makarov's giant hand. "What a doting father you are! Your personality is very similar to Chen Fan's —both want their children to grow up but also don't want them to be in danger. They should all be good-for-nothings, but unexpectedly, they've become role models. You've done a great job educating your children! Entrusting this guild to you was definitely the right decision!"
"Shut up! You have no right to say these things to me! The spirit of Fairy Tail cannot be defiled by you!" Makarov said, his hands rapidly Hand Seals, and chain-like magic circles around his body continuously flew, converged, and formed.
Hades smiled slightly, and with a flick of his finger, the magic circles were all connected.
Makarov was taken aback. "The Amaterasu Twenty-Eight Style Magic Array! It happened in an instant!"
"You can't beat me, Makarov!"
The prepared magic circle exploded instantly.
Makarov's magic surged, and he shouted, "Open!" forming a defensive barrier around himself to prevent the explosive magic from getting close.
"Hmph!" Hades stretched out both hands simultaneously, his fingertips emitting a dark light. Two iron chains hooked onto Makarov's collarbones, locking Makarov's source of magic. Then, with a swing to the sides, Makarov, unable to release magic, was completely unable to control his body.
"Crack...!" Makarov crashed into several trees, sustaining considerable injury after the attack.
"I can dance freely with magic."
Makarov had just stood up when he saw the magic circle reappear around him, and he was startled. "What... what is this?" But the surging magic power constantly reminded him of the danger of this spell;
"You will not be allowed to act recklessly in front of the First Generation Guild Master's grave! Maximum Defense Magic Array! Three Divine Pillars!" Makarov shouted, and three magic pillars rose up beside Makarov, forming three magical barriers around Makarov body, blocking the First Generation's tomb.
Hades smiled and said, "Amaterasu Hundred Style!"
"Boom..." The magic exploded, the blast relentlessly assaulting Makarov's defensive array. A significant portion of the island was impacted, and it looked like it was about to collapse. Was he going to die alongside the First Generation...? No, even if it cost him his life, he had to protect the First Generation's grave. Just as Makarov was about to pour all his power into it...
Suddenly! Two figures appeared in front of them, breaking the energy of the explosion into pieces. Makarov was stunned, and Hades was also taken aback.
"Hey! Old man! How did this old guy manage to make you look so miserable? He seems to be even older than you!" Makarov looked up and saw a tall figure with golden hair and headphones on—it was none other than his grandson, Laxus.
"Laxus? You... how could you?" Makarov exclaimed in surprise.
"Hey! President! You don't only care about your own grandson, do you? That's making me really sad!"
"Gildarts! Didn't you go back?"
"I never left! Chen Fan told me a long time ago to guard the First Generation's tomb. But some small fry showed up just now, so I went to deal with them. I didn't expect such a big commotion to occur so soon after I left. If Chen Fan finds out... just thinking about it is terrifying!" Gildarts shuddered, remembering the time Chen Fan gave him laxatives. Even the strongest hero couldn't withstand that.
"Old man, don't tell on me when we get back!" Gildarts pleaded with Makarov.
"Then why did Chen Fan...?"
"Who knows? Maybe he just wants to show off his presence, or maybe he wants to vent his dissatisfaction with you, old man!" Gildarts laughed, but Makarov couldn't help but shudder at the thought of being reprimanded by Chen Fan when he got back.
"Laxus, how did you...?" Makarov asked, looking at his grandson.
"(Okay) Chen Fan told me a long time ago that he wanted me to come! Although I hate that guy, this is the first time he's asked me to come in so many years, so of course I had to come!"
Then, turning his gaze to Hades, he asked Makarov, "Old man, who is this guy?"
"Hades, the guild master of Demon's Heart, Precht, the second guild master of Fairy Tail!" Makarov said, looking at Hades.
Laxus and Gildarts were both taken aback, never expecting the old man before them to have this identity;
"Tsk tsk tsk... Makarov, you're truly enviable. You have a few promising young men in your guild. So, who's going first?" Hades said with a smile.
"Huh...? What nonsense are you talking about? Who goes first? Of course, all three of us will beat you up together, old man! All three of us at once," Laxus said.