"Is that so—"
A sinister, mocking smile curled his lips, and he slammed his hands together, one over the other! As he slowly drew them apart, magic stirred the air with a faint hum. A double-ended Ghostly Blue Spear, shimmering with an eerie light, gradually materialized before his chest and hovered there. He reached out with his right hand and lightly grasped the center of its shaft. As ghostly blue flames flickered around both spearheads, Achill opened his mouth and murmured with a wicked expression, "Then see what you think of this—Lanza del Relámpago!!!"
"What is that—" Staring in disbelief at the Ghostly Blue Spear in his opponent's hand, 'Achill' sharply narrowed his pitch-black eyes! Every hair on his body stood on end. Even from so far away, he could feel the terrifying magic compressed to its absolute limit inside that spear!! Without daring to hesitate, he beat the broad black bat wings on his back and raised his Black Serrated Greatsword high. 'Achill' roared, "Gather!! All the magic in this world!!!"
The moment his words fell, the remaining magic of the entire world of Edolas—the vast mass packed together a thousand meters above his head, which he had yet to absorb into his body—began slowly rotating as though guided by something!!
"Boom—" A faint, multicolored pillar of magic suddenly descended from the immense swirling mass and poured straight into 'Achill's' raised Black Serrated Greatsword! A moment later, the flow stopped, and a deep black radiance that seemed capable of swallowing even light began flashing wildly along the blade!!
"Hey, can someone tell me what those two are planning to do...?" Gajeel looked up at the two figures facing off in the sky, cold sweat covering his face and his eyelids twitching furiously. "My gut tells me something really, really