Laxus Actually Has the Strength of a Ten Wizard Saint!

Laxus's ears twitched slightly, allowing him to hear all the whispers around him.

Yesterday, a battle broke out in Thunder Valley, and the entire Thunder Valley was destroyed?

In an instant, Hughes's image flashed through Laxus's mind. If he remembered correctly, this guy arrived in Thunder Valley yesterday.

Based on Laxus's understanding of Hughes, Hughes would definitely be unable to resist going into Thunder Valley first after arriving there, so Hughes must have been one of the parties that fought in Thunder Valley yesterday.

As for the other side fighting Hughes, based on the old man's words and the information he had just heard, it is most likely that it is Che Ezel, the demon Dojigiri of the Tartaros.

Laxus's brow furrowed. The demon created by Zeref was no pushover; could something have happened to Hughes?

If nothing had gone wrong, given Hughes's personality, he should be standing in front of me right now, laughing at me for being so late!

Laxus grew increasingly uneasy, and immediately channeled his magic into a golden Inazuma, heading straight for Thunder Valley.

"You damn Hughes, you better not get hurt!"

Anxious and distraught, Laxus wandered aimlessly through Thunder Valley, stirring up a storm of thunder Thunder Valley.

Hughes, watching from Thunder Valley, shook his head. He had expended a great deal of effort to calm down the raging lightning.

In just a short while, Laxus rendered all his efforts of the entire night meaningless.

However, now that Laxus has entered the game, it's time for him to take the stage as well.

"Boy, you're Makarov's grandson, aren't you!" Hughes, disguised as Jose, suddenly appeared in front of Laxus and grinned maliciously.

Then, he raised his right leg high and brought the axe down.

"Bang!"

Laxus, caught off guard, hastily raised his hands to defend himself.

"So heavy, such immense strength!" Laxus gritted his teeth, desperately trying to withstand Hughes's axe strike, which was as heavy as a mountain.

"With this kind of strength, he's far inferior to Makarov in his youth!" Hughes said deliberately, trying to provoke Laxus.

He twisted his body, and his right leg, which was resting on Laxus's arms, continued to press down.

"Bang!"

The solid ground beneath Laxus's feet shattered instantly, cracks spreading until it collapsed into a deep crater with a tremendous roar.

As if struck by a boulder, Laxus was completely trapped in the deep pit, with only half of his body exposed on the surface, his expression one of pain.

At this moment, Laxus was extremely shocked. The fact that someone like Jose Bora would appear in Thunder Valley was troublesome!

He knew about the conflict between Fairy Tail and Phantom Lord, and he also knew that Jose harbored hostility towards the Fairy Guild members.

Hughes slowly retracted his right leg, which had been blocked by Laxus. Before Laxus could catch his breath, Hughes suddenly exerted force with his right leg and kicked Laxus hard in the chest.

"Bang!"

Laxus was like a radish; under Hughes's powerful kick, he flew backward out of the pit, his lower body still covered in fresh mud.

Hughes stepped into the air to follow, delivering a heavy blow with his right leg. Laxus let out two painful groans, giving Hughes a deep look as if trying to etch his image into his mind, before flying backward to the entrance of Thunder Valley.

"Boom!"

The enormous commotion caused the mages lingering outside Thunder Valley to swallow hard and stumble back several steps.

"Hey, hey, am I seeing things? That's Makarov's grandson, Laxus!"

"Didn't everyone say he had the strength of S-Class Mage? Who could possibly beat S-Class Mage so badly!"

"What's Jose Bora, the leader of the Phantom Lord, doing in Thunder Valley? Could he be the one who caused the commotion in Thunder Valley yesterday?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, this ' Ten Wizard Saints ' isn't a good guy!"

Hughes, disguised as Jose Bora, glanced at them indifferently. The group of mages who had been gossiping just moments before immediately fell silent, turned around, and fled in panic without looking back.

They looked like they wished their parents could give them two more legs.

"Looks like that old bastard Jose has a terrible reputation!" Hughes thought to himself, a smirk playing on his lips.

He was hoping these mages would spread the news that Laxus had defeated him, so he wouldn't actually fight them!

Shaking his head, Hughes shifted his gaze to Laxus, who was staggering to his feet.

In order to unleash even greater power from Laxus, Hughes thought for a moment and decided to continue provoking him.

"Makarov's grandson, your strength is far inferior to that fire-wielding kid!"

"He held out against me for dozens of moves before collapsing!"

Laxus froze, his golden, lightning-filled eyes suddenly fixed on Hughes: "What did you do to Hughes?"

Hughes, disguised as Jose, did not reply, but simply smiled, extended his right hand, squeezed his five fingers together, and then suddenly spread them open.

Laxus was immediately enraged. A chilling magical power surged within his body, and streaks of dazzling golden lightning appeared in the void around him, causing the small pebbles on the ground to tremble and float.

A complex and intricate golden magic circle suddenly formed in front of him. As Laxus took a deep breath and gathered all his magic power, the golden magic circle began to glow.

A faint sense of dread permeated Thunder Valley.

"The Lightning Dragon's Roar!"

Laxus opened his mouth wide and poured out his pent-up magic power through the magic circle.

The sky suddenly became even brighter...

A lightning shockwave, as large as a dozen or so of Hughes's body, carrying a world-destroying force, headed straight for Hughes.

Faced with the Dragon Slayer's signature attack, Hughes shrugged, gentlemanly raised his right arm, and spread his fingers.

"Sizzle~ Sizzle!"

The lightning shockwave, like that of a thunderous dragon, was easily blocked by a hand that was only one-hundredth its size, and it did not advance an inch.

Hughes stood rooted to the spot, not moving an inch.

"Makarov's grandson, you..."

"Lightning Dragon's Halberd!"

Hughes, who usually interrupts others, experienced firsthand what it was like to be interrupted, and couldn't help but click his tongue twice.

Laxus's eyes turned white, his pupils becoming golden dots, and his hands gripped raging lightning, like a god.

Lightning condensed in his hand, materializing into a halberd larger than ever before. Laxus bent his right arm and roared as he hurled the lightning halberd.

"Boom!"

A halberd formed from golden lightning pierced the void, roaring as it hurtled straight at Hughes's face.

Hughes calmly twisted his neck to the side, dodging the thunderous blow, and reached out with his free left hand to easily grasp the shaft of the halberd.

With a slight exertion of his five fingers, poof, the Thunder Halberd was instantly crushed and transformed back into strands of golden lightning. Hughes raised his hand and swung it forcefully, and the crackling lightning vanished in an instant.

At this moment, several giant thunder spheres, drawn by Laxus, roared out of Thunder Valley at incredible speed, exploding before they could even get close to the two of them.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A terrifying thunderclap, accompanied by a blinding white light, caused the world to lose its color and freeze for several breaths.

As the thick smoke dissipated, Hughes shook off the dust and surveyed his surroundings. Under Laxus's indiscriminate attack, the terrain at the Thunder Valley had been greatly altered, becoming a huge crater.

Hughes's lips curled up involuntarily. Laxus, that madman, was half as smart as him, and even knew how to take advantage of home field.

Hmm, after a couple more hits, he should be done with this act soon...