A Mere Wizard Saint, How Laughable

Within the towering flames, Makarov frowned, his gaze fixed on the surrounding area, as dazzling golden light rippled around him.

With each cycle, Makarov's body grows three times larger!

The flaming spears and the rain of fire failed to interrupt Makarov's Giant Magic.

Five breaths later, the pitch-black giant glared at Hughes: "Boy, I only slapped you, is there any need to get so angry?"

Look at what you're saying!

What man wouldn't be furious if his little head was persecuted? It's not like he's exploring some hidden paradise!

"Old man, today I'm giving you a red coat for old age!"

Having said that, Hughes spread his arms wide, and a shimmering green light emanated from them.

Strands of green light continuously emanated from Hughes's palm, so numerous and dense that they resembled countless dust particles in the air, triggering trypophobia in anyone who saw them.

"Firefly - Fire Daruma!"

With a roar, the green light in Hughes's hand turned red, and the green dots surrounding Makarov also began to glow with fire.

The explosive momentum is evident!

Having witnessed Hughes's move, Makarov dared not be careless. He brought his middle and index fingers, which were as big as stone pillars, together, with golden light enveloping the fingertips.

At the same time, wisps of golden light appeared behind him.

Makarov, who is used to using basic attacks as his ultimate move, did not shout out the name of his move like Hughes shamelessly did.

With a light flick of his index and middle fingers, countless dazzling golden rays burst forth from behind him!

In an instant, endless golden and green lights collided...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The explosion was deafening, the terrifying impact distorted space, and lightning flashed through the void.

The battle of the "Ten Wizard Saints" could change the very fabric of the world!

Jose's all-out battle against Makarov was nothing more than this.

On the edge of the deserted island, Erza pressed her hands against the heads of Natsu and Gray, who were stunned and speechless. "Lie down!"

Centered on Makarov, concentric rings of air currents are continuously spreading outwards!

"Bang! Bang!"

The sound of the explosion was deafening...

Lying on the ground, Erza waited for the air currents to dissipate before quickly turning her head to look at the vast ocean behind her.

The sea, which had been relatively calm just moments before, was now turbulent, with waves reaching ten meters high at the horizon.

"Saint Warrior" level combat power! Hughes now possesses Saint Warrior level combat power!"Erza murmured in shock.

Within the battle zone, Makarov scanned the area, his internal magical energy unconsciously increasing in speed.

He never expected that what he said in the Magic Council would come true so quickly!

We really can't suppress Hughes without going all out now...

Tsk, are people from another world all this perverted?

Makarov couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement at the thought that another visitor from another world within the guild was also making rapid progress.

Seeing that Makarov dared to be distracted while fighting him, Hughes didn't hold back and threw the crimson ball of fire in his hand directly into the air above Makarov's head during the moment of distraction.

"Old man, why don't you tell me where you hid your pension first? I'm afraid you won't have time to tell me later!" Hughes pointed to the sky as a reminder.

road.

Makarov twitched the corner of his mouth.

The young man had no sportsmanship; he took advantage of his distraction to launch a sneak attack. How shameless of him!

Looking at the enormous Fire Fist that had expanded to almost half the size of an island, Makarov couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

There's no time to escape, we can only try to block!

"I wonder how many days this old man will need to rest. That bastard Hughes, playing such a big game!" Makarov muttered to himself.

The next instant, a terrifying magical power, so powerful it was terrifying and impossible to look directly at, shot into the sky from Makarov's enormous body.

The earth shook, and even the towering flames that had trapped him swayed without wind.

Once the Flame-Flame Fruit Complete Awakening, the flames it releases have the property of being persistent and inextinguishable.

However, under the influence of Makarov's eerie magic, it actually went out.

At this moment, Hughes's expectations for the Flame-Flame Fruit plummeted!

The magic returned to its source, and Makarov, unleashing all his magical power, grew even larger, his fists now the size of small mountains.

"Kid, don't think you can be arrogant just because you have the strength of Ten Wizard Saints. You weren't even born when I became one of the Ten Wizard Saints!"

The words of condescension about his age had barely left his lips when Makarov's towering body suddenly shifted, his mountain-like fist wreathed in golden light as he launched a fierce attack.

"Bang!"

The hill's fists collided with the towering sun, and the world froze instantly.

There was no earth-shattering, thunderous sound; silently, the rocks and charred remains affected by the two forces vanished into nothingness.

It's terrifying to look at!

The golden light and raging flames remained locked in a stalemate for a full ten seconds before a victor emerged. The great sun reappeared in the sky, Makarov staggered backward, panting heavily.

"Old man, you can't deal with this thing without Super Magic!" Hughes said softly, stepping on Makarov's shoulder.

Then, with his five fingers pointing to the sky, he suddenly clenched his fist, and the ball of fire in mid-air, like the blazing sun, vanished without a trace.

"That was a good move, kid!" Makarov nodded in approval.

He had used all his other methods except for his Super Magic, yet he still couldn't do anything to Hughes's massive fireball.

Hughes thought Makarov was praising his dispelling of the Great Sun Traversing the Sky, and shook his head in dissatisfaction, saying, "The movement was too slow and not graceful enough. Wait until I learn to dispel it with a snap of my fingers, then you can praise me!"

Makarov paused for two seconds, then suddenly slapped out with his broad, mountain-like hand.

"Bang!"

The dilapidated ground had developed deep craters, and inside one of those craters stood a person cursing and swearing...

"Old man, let me tell you, it's only because I'm magnanimous that I'm not holding it against you; if it were anyone else, they would have fought you to the death for those two sneak attacks!"

Makarov, his face dark, pointed to his scalded body and then to the desolate island reduced to ruins.

"You call this not holding it against me?"

"The entire guild combined doesn't have your thick skin!"

Hughes pursed his lips and gestured with his chin toward a certain unspeakable spot.

Makarov thought for a moment, mentally simulating the specific situation, and immediately fell silent in embarrassment.

Indeed, that area is somewhat sensitive for men.

"Don't give me the chance, or I'll find a Forest Vulcan to test you!" Hughes said with a sidelong glance.

Makarov, having dispelled his Giant Magic and reverted to his diminutive form, retorted angrily, "I didn't do it on purpose! Besides, it was Mira who hit you. Why should I have to use Forest Vulcan when it's my turn?"

That Forest Vulcan thing, one of its fists is more than ten times bigger than its real body. One punch and my brother is done for!

Hughes thought about it and agreed, "Then replacing her with Granny Porlyusica would be a fair exchange!"

"Uh..." Makarov stammered for a long time, unable to utter a single word.

It was unclear whether Hughes had struck a chord with him or if the old man had genuinely intended this.

Behind them, Granny Porlyusica stopped in her tracks as she approached them. Her face suddenly turned dark, and her aura became fierce, startling Erza and the others, who quickly distanced themselves from her.

Gripping her cane tightly, the Porlyusica showed no sign of swallowing her anger.

"Bang!"

To Hughes ' astonishment, the hard cane made firm contact with Makarov's head, and a "corpse" appeared on the ground with a thud.

Upon noticing that Porlyusica was glancing at him, Hughes sensed something was wrong and left a message before disappearing.

"I'm going back to the guild first, I'll talk to everyone about something later!"