PFC Chapter 325 All-Day 88 Stars
Chapter 325 All-Day 88 Stars
Chapter 325 All Eighty-Eight Stars in the Sky
As Kana and Rili watched Chess grow increasingly hopeless, the other three contestants in the fierce battle arena...
They all deeply experienced the terror of a guild's active S-rank mage in a serious state.
On the cracked and broken ruins.
Natsu gasped for breath, his hands on the ground. The raging flames and magic around him dissipated, and the crimson dragon scales that represented the power of the dragon had long since been removed, replaced by wounds from swords and blades.
Across from them, Erza, clad in the Infernal Armor, walked slowly towards them, her serrated heavy blade dragging across the ground, crushing rocks and producing a muffled grinding sound.
Natsu frantically squeezed out magic power to continue fighting, but his severely injured body was out of control. He managed to stand up and take two steps, but then collapsed back down.
"Damn it! How can he be so strong!" His face was filled with resentment.
Natsu
Seeing his stubborn look, Harpy hesitated to speak.
She wanted to advise Natsu to give up and try again next year, but she also felt incredibly bad for not being able to help him because of her own weakness.
A beach with surging waves.
After reverting to their Holy Beast King forms, Elfman and Abagerin leaned against each other, their energy depleted from the fierce battle. Their eyes were downcast as they looked despairingly at the demon goddess Mira standing in the dark storm.
"As expected, it's still not enough. Beating Mira and all that—"
"A real man doesn't say no. Trust me, then give me tomorrow's share!"
After saying that, under Elfman's bewildered gaze, Abba Grin took a difficult step and walked up to Mira.
The underground space was filled with smoke and dust.
Lucy and Eclair collapsed to the ground, covered in wounds, looking quite pitiful.
Against Gildarts, who was getting serious, no amount of cooperation could help, and the situation was almost one-sided.
"Although your performance far exceeded my expectations, it wasn't as outstanding as that kid Chase made it out to be."
Gildarts's clothes were slightly dirty. Seeing the thought of surrender in Lucy's eyes, he felt it was necessary to provoke her. "I won the bet with him. You have failed this test. Go back now."
Despite never having fought Chess, he remains the undisputed strongest mage in the guild, and no contestant has any hope of defeating him, which contradicts the original intention of the S-rank assessment.
Therefore, for Gildarts, strength is not the decisive factor in passing the level; as long as he can knock himself back a few steps from the front, he is considered qualified.
His main focus is actually on the contestants' spirit and willpower, which varies from person to person.
For example, Natsu, who charges headlong into battle no matter what kind of enemy he faces, must have the judgment to sheath his blade and realize that "fear is not a sin."
Lucy's situation is the complete opposite of Natsu's; she needs to have the courage to remain fearless even when in danger.
"The bet with Chesgo?" Lucy murmured.
"Well, it's nothing particularly noteworthy."
Gildarts stretched his limbs, gave Lucy a gentle smile, and waved. "Come with me. I'll take you back to the temporary camp for treatment. Even if Tenrou Island has special magical recovery methods, such a condition could leave lasting problems if left untreated for too long."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the exit of the passage.
Lucy stood there, stunned.
She didn't know what the bet between Chesgo and Gildarts was, but she was clear about one thing.
Chesgo had high hopes for him.
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Looking back on everything that has happened, I realize that my growth and ability to appear on the S-level assessment stage are all inseparable from Chess's influence.
Although he can sometimes drive people crazy and often enjoys making fun of himself, Chess is more convinced than anyone else that he can become a fully-fledged S-class mage!
For a fleeting moment, I even thought that it was just an assessment anyway, so giving up wouldn't be a problem. "Wait! Uncle Gildarts!"
Lucy swayed as she stood up and called out to Gildarts, "I... I can still fight!"
If her previous participation in the assessment was merely a gamble to get an S-class title and show off in front of Natsu and the others, then now she has a much deeper understanding:
Prove yourself, meet Chesgo's expectations, and tell everyone in the guild that his sister is not a coward!!
"Oh?" Gildarts turned around and saw the incredibly determined look on the blonde girl's face, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
This was exactly the answer he wanted to hear.
So the next thing to do is, "Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly. Could you please say it again?"
boom!!!
The moment he finished speaking, Gildarts unleashed an aura several times more terrifying than before.
A white magical storm exploded, the tattered cloak billowed violently, the ground trembled and rocks tumbled, the entire space seemed to be shaken by that extremely violent magical power, emitting a dull and oppressive roar.
Standing deep within the magical storm, Gildarts resembled a ferocious demon from purgatory, radiating a chilling oppression capable of destroying any will to resist!
Its intensity was just right, slightly lower than that of the headstrong young Natsu in the original work. It wouldn't knock Lucy unconscious on the spot, but it would still make her feel the ultimate despair.
At this moment, Gildarts was thinking, "As long as Lucy can withstand this pressure, then she will have passed the test."
However, he ultimately underestimated Lucy's resolve, or rather, he never expected that she, who seemed so gentle and weak, would be so strong after she made up her mind.
"Open! Open! Gemini Gate, Gemini!"
Lucy closed her eyes under immense pressure, held hands with Gemini, who had transformed into herself, chest to chest, and chanted an ancient, erotic, super-magical incantation together.
"Measuring the sky, opening up the firmament." x2
"The stars that fill the sky shine their brilliant light before me." x2
"The Four Books of Astrology, I am the ruler of the stars, opening the gates of the wilderness with complete orientation, all eighty-eight stars in the sky—" x2
The ancient magic array beneath their feet suddenly unfolded, and the dazzling golden light that burst forth forcibly tore a gap in the gray-white torrent of magic power.
The stars of the heavens appeared, and a sacred aura filled the entire space.
"Wait, wait a minute? This magic?!" Gildarts' expression changed drastically.
Among the countless stars floating around him, he actually sensed a dangerous aura that sent chills down his spine!
I should have known better than to provoke her. Oh well, is this going to backfire?
In the brief moment of panic, over there, the two Lucys, whose magic power had been accumulated to its limit, simultaneously opened their eyes, which were swirling with golden magic circles. "Star Chart Chronicles!!" x2
The celestial stars that had sealed off space were rapidly falling toward Gildarts!
Gildarts broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly stepped out, creating a large shattering magic circle on the ground that shattered in response.
"Don't even think about it! I'm going to help Lucy become an S-class, absolutely!"
Eclair, standing beside her, gritted her teeth and, despite the excruciating pain, swung her magic wand with all her might.
Metaphor.
The opening silence circle covered the shattering circle, and although it only lasted for an incredibly short second, it successfully interrupted Gildarts's best opportunity to cast a spell.
Boom!
The star chart prediction was a success! A golden pillar of light rose from the ground, piercing the surface and reaching the heavens!
The enormous commotion reverberated throughout the entire Sirius Island. Whether they had successfully passed the assessment or were still fiercely battling, all the contestants felt this unparalleled impact.
Even Makarov, who was quietly waiting for the preliminary test results at the camp, was taken aback.
The photo album of beautiful women in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".
"Playing this big? This year's S-level assessment—"
The old man stared intently at the two locations where the explosions occurred almost simultaneously, and suddenly felt that setting the examination venue on Sirius Island, which had a protective buff, was indeed a prudent choice.