Swoosh—!
Purple-black magic power, like the tentacles of a vengeful spirit, burst forth from Jellal's hand, aiming straight for Erza.
"An attack of this level..."
Erza's eyes were cold as the tachi in her hand turned into a streak of silver light.
Slash! Slash! Slash!
Sword light flashed, and those magical tentacles were all severed in an instant.
In the next second, Erza pushed off the ground with explosive force, her entire body lunging forward like an arrow released from a bow.
"Too naive."
Jellal gave a cold laugh. Without moving his body, one hand clamped onto Erza's sword-wielding wrist with the precision of a steel pincer.
Inside the palm of his other hand, magical energy condensed instantly.
Boom!
Erza's pupils shrank. She distorted her body at the last possible millisecond, forcibly breaking free from the restraint and rolling backward.
While sliding, she slamd one hand against the ground.
A scarlet magic circle expanded instantly, and from it, she pulled out two massive broadswords the size of door panels.
"Hyaaaaaah!!"
The two heavy greatswords felt as light as toys in Erza's hands.
Whoosh—!!!
The greatswords swung, bringing forth a violent gale that tore through the air.
Everywhere the sword pressure passed, the floor was sliced as cleanly as tofu, sending stone fragnts flying.
"Hmph."
Jellal's figure drifted backward like a ghost.
With his hands in his pockets, that sa composed smile remained on his face.
Amidst the dense barrage of heavy sword strikes, he strolled leisurely, dodging every blow by a hair's breadth as if mocking Erza's incompetence.
"Too slow, too slow."
Jellal spoke playfully while dodging.
"Erza, is this the extent of your strength?"
"Huff... huff..."
After a round of violent offense, Erza stopped her pursuit, leaning on a greatsword and panting slightly.
The previous battle with Ikaruga had indeed consud too much of her magic power.
She looked up, her sharp eyes fixed on Jellal, and suddenly spoke.
"Only 10 minutes... that shouldn't be enough, right?"
"Of course!"
The corners of Jellal's mouth curled into a smug arc as he spread his arms.
"In your current state, it's impossible to defeat in a re 10 minutes."
"No! That's not what I ant!"
Erza's gaze was like a torch, carrying a sense of pressure that made Jellal's heart skip a beat.
"Your plan is to use Etherion to obtain the massive amount of magic power the R-System needs, and... to use as a sacrifice to resurrect Zeref."
"So what if you know the real plan?"
"Heh..."
Erza suddenly laughed, a laugh tinged with sarcasm.
"Jellal, you really are slow!"
"Is it because you've been cooped up in this tower for too long that your brain has rusted?"
"Hmm?"
Jellal was stunned: When did this woman's tongue beco so sharp?
"To defeat within 10 minutes and then bypass Ron to carry out your plan..."
A cold smile appeared on Erza's lips.
"Jellal, your ti is far from enough!!!"
"What?!"
Jellal's confident smile instantly froze.
He never expected that at a ti like this, Erza would actually mock him!
'Wonderful, wonderful! I didn't expect such a twist!'
In the corner, Ron, the spectator, had his eyes light up.
'As expected of Erza, she turned the tables in an instant. I give this psychological warfare a perfect score!'
"Shut up!!"
You... dare to look down on ?!
Jellal let out a roar, and the magic power on his body suddenly surged.
Because of Ron's presence, he had to end this quickly!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two clashed once again.
Offense and defense, advance and retreat—sword light and magic collided frantically within the narrow space.
Amidst the crisscrossing figures, Jellal spotted an opening. A speck of black light condensed between his joined fingers.
Boom—!
The shockwave hit Erza at point-blank range.
Both greatswords shattered instantly, and Erza was sent flying like a kite with its string cut.
"Ugh!"
Erza let out a pained groan as she crashed straight through the wall of the Tower of Heaven, falling outside the tower.
In the next second.
Erza spun forcefully in mid-air, using a falling piece of rubble as a foothold to leap back into the tower like a swallow returning to its nest.
A flash of light appeared in her hand, and she had already switched to a sharp tachi.
"Don't you think it's a waste to destroy the tower you worked so hard to build?"
Mid-air, Erza gripped the sword with both hands and used the montum of her fall to deliver a fierce downward slash!
"That is nothing but a decoration."
Jellal jumped back, easily dodging the heavy blow.
Rumble!
A bottomless crack was carved into the ground, sending debris flying.
"Decoration?!"
Hearing that word, the fire of anger in Erza's heart burned even hotter.
"For the sake of these 'decorations'... for eight years, Sho and the others have always believed in you!!"
Erza's eyes were bloodshot as she gripped the tachi with both hands, slashing frantically.
Every strike carried the hatred of wanting to tear Jellal into a thousand pieces.
"Don't lecture every ti you open your mouth."
Jellal spoke impatiently as he sidestepped the slashes that were sharp enough to cut through tal and jade.
At the sa ti, he ford a ball of energy in his palm.
"The important thing is the R-System. It was worth spending eight years for it."
"And now, it is complete!!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Erza was enraged by Jellal's corruption and cold-bloodedness. Her long sword attacked relentlessly, every stroke going forward with the intent to sever the root of this evil.
Jellal was surprised by Erza's tenacity and resilience. His magic sought her life, every move showing no rcy, yet they were always cut down at the critical mont.
The battle had reached a fever pitch.
In the corner, Ron had already put down the fruit he was peeling, watching the intense battle in the arena.
Because he was wary of Ron on the sidelines, Jellal had gone all out from the start of the battle, intending to take down Erza quickly.
Combined with the battle against Ikaruga, Erza's consumption was not small.
This resulted in her holding out for much longer.
Unlike the original plot, where she was defeated in just seven minutes and had to rely on the emotional card to stall for ti.
'It seems... even if part of his power is with the Thought Projection Siegrain, the main body's strength still cannot be underestimated.'
Ron narrowed his eyes slightly.
'As expected, reality and plot are different after all.'
In the stalemate of their battle, ten minutes passed in a flash.
On the Council's side, preparations for firing Etherion were finally complete!
Hum—!!!
A terrifying magic power fluctuation that made the heart tremble suddenly ca from overhead.
The top of the tower, which had been noisy due to the battle, was instantly enveloped by this pressure from the heavens.
Jellal and Erza stopped their movents at the sa ti, instinctively looking up.
They saw the originally gloomy and dark night sky.
The clouds rolled and tore open like tattered cloth.
Beneath the cosmos, an extrely complex light array, ford by several overlapping giant magic circles of various sizes, was slowly rotating.
It emitted a brilliance capable of destroying everything.
It was Etherion!!!
"Hahahaha!"
Jellal spread his arms, looking up at the light of destruction about to fall from above, a crazed smile of near-ecstasy on his face.
"It's here! It's finally here!!"
At that mont.
Ron, in the corner, slowly stood up.
Looking up at the magic circle in the sky poised to strike, there was not a hint of fear in his heterochromatic eyes.
On the contrary.
A fervent ambition burned in Ron's eyes!
"Finally..."
He instinctively licked his lips, his mouth pulling into an exaggerated and arrogant arc.
"You really made —"
"Wait a long ti!!!"
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