The entire battlefield fell into deathly silence once again.
Ye Chuan looked at the face of Phantom Lord's guild master, Jose Porla, atop the mobile fortress, filled with disbelief and horror, and calmly spoke just three words.
"You're too loud."
As his words fell, he casually raised a hand and lightly traced it through the air before him.
An ordinary wooden door appeared right in front of Jose's enormous magic-powered giant!
Ye Chuan stepped through and was already standing before him.
"You!"
Before Jose could even react, a seemingly ordinary fist imbued with [Armament Haki] had already grown endlessly larger in his eyes!
BOOM-!!
With a dull, thunderous crash, Jose Porla, master of the Phantom Lord guild and one of the Ten Wizard Saints, was utterly crushed along with his enormous magic-powered giant by Ye Chuan's effortless punch!
His body fell from the top of the mobile fortress like a kite with its string cut, his fate unknown.
This guild war, which should have lasted several days in the original story and been incomparably brutal, came to an end in an incredible way that no one could comprehend...
In an instant.
Makarov, master of the Fairy Tail guild, looked at the man before him, who seemed like a god or demon. For the first time, genuine fear appeared on his face, which had always carried a somewhat irreverent air.
"Who exactly are you?"
Erza also tightened her grip on her sword, her eyes full of wariness.
"Hey! You're really strong! Fight me!"
Only Natsu, that battle-crazed idiot, still charged forward with no regard for his life.
Ye Chuan ignored them. He simply walked calmly up to Makarov and held out his hand.
"I've completed the commission."
"Thirty million Jewel. Can you pay me now?"
After the war ended, although Makarov