indianbanksassociation Chapter 392 Chase VS Future Jura
Chapter 392 Chase VS Future Jura
Chapter 392 Chase VS Future Jura
"As one of the Ten Wizard Saints of Ishgard, Mr. Jura is probably already very familiar to everyone."
"And Chess, according to the information we just received, seems to be a very powerful card mage. He just joined Fairy Tail and immediately gained the trust and recognition of Mr. Makarov, who is also one of the Ten Wizard Saints, and was promoted to S-class mage!"
Seeing Chess and Jura standing facing each other, Chabadi turned to the side and asked, "Mr. Yajima and Ms. Jenny, what are your thoughts on this battle?"
"Hmm - judging from his overwhelming performance in the previous eight-person competition, Chess's power is definitely not something that ordinary mages can contend with. But if the opponent is Jura, it's really hard to say." Yajima said after considering his words.
"No matter what, she could never be a match for Jura. She's the fifth-ranked Archmage on the entire continent!" Jenny bluntly voiced the sentiments of everyone in the audience.
She doesn't have the same special feelings for Fairy Tail as Grandpa Yajima, and even harbors considerable hostility towards Mira because she is the most popular cover girl in Weekly Magic.
The only ones firmly supporting Chase's cheering and waving were the Fairy Tail members, led by Makarov.
The future of Mebius is not among them.
At this moment, her brows were furrowed, and she slightly twisted her body, displaying a timid and uneasy expression.
"What's wrong, First Generation? Don't worry, that brat Chess can't possibly lose!" Makarov noticed her unusual behavior.
After a moment of hesitation, Future Mavis said in a low voice, "No, no, I need to go to the restroom."
"What?!" Everyone was immediately shocked.
Do spirits need to use the toilet?
However, what Mavis said next really shocked them: "Can you go over there for me?"
Can this thing be adopted by another version of yourself in another world?
"No way!" Mavis refused without even thinking.
Everyone: They actually do adopt children?!
On the arena.
A gentle breeze blew, stirring up clouds of yellow sand, causing the hems of Chess and Jura's clothes to flutter.
Even though the gong had already sounded to signal the start of the battle, neither of them intended to make a move immediately.
Jura slowly lowered her crossed arms and looked at Chase with a gentle smile: "I didn't expect to see you again so soon, Mr. Chase, especially under these circumstances."
"I didn't expect it to be arranged like this either," Chase lied through his teeth, flexing his wrists slightly.
"I thought I could just coast through this Grand Magic Games, but I'm facing an opponent like you right from the start," Future Jura sighed with considerable frustration.
"You don't seem to enjoy fighting," Chase asked.
"Indeed."
Jura nodded, then suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with fighting spirit. "But only if the opponent is far weaker than me; that would be too boring!"
Although he is usually humble and polite, he is still one of the Ten Wizard Saints whose strength is recognized by the Council. Among the younger generation, he is at a level that is far ahead of his time, so he naturally still has the sharpness and arrogance that he should have.
"Haha, I like your personality even more now than I did seven years ago," Chase laughed.
"Seven years ago? We knew each other?"
In the future, Jura frowned, unable to recall any interaction she had with him seven years ago.
"I'm sorry, but for the honor of the guild, I won't hold back."
Chase didn't seem inclined to explain; instead, he reached out and removed his dark blue cloak, casually tossing it aside.
The thick, dark golden magic began to stir restlessly, as suppressed as a volcano about to erupt.
Upon sensing this aura, Future Jura was initially taken aback, but then she put aside her irrelevant confusion and her eyes sharpened.
"Me too, if I lose the game easily, my mother-in-law will give me a good scolding."
He slightly relaxed his shoulders, and the black robe draped over him fell off in the wind.
Yesterday's fleeting, heart-pounding feeling, comparable to that of the Four Heavenly Kings of Ishgar, was it real or just an illusion? Let me verify it for myself!
With this thought in mind, Jura took another step forward.
boom!!
Dark gold magic and earth-yellow magic erupted simultaneously, causing lightning and thunder, and raging winds during the fog.
The arena and even the entire Grand Magic Games arena were trembling violently!
"The mere clash of their auras could trigger such a terrifying phenomenon—"
Ignoring his wig being blown around by the wind, the incredibly dedicated Chabadi gripped the microphone tightly to prevent himself from being thrown off, passionately commentating, "Amazing! Absolutely amazing!!"
After the magic storm subsided, the stands were in complete disarray. The spectators who had been cheering and supporting the crowd were staggering and looking quite disheveled.
On the field, Chess, who had "exploded," and Future Jura looked at each other from a distance, gaining a basic understanding of each other's powers.
As the floating rubble fell back to the ground, Jura took the lead, drawing the trajectory of a magic circle with two fingers together.
"Iron Pillar!"
Thick, hard stone pillars rose from the ground and rushed toward Chess at an extremely fast speed.
Chase flashed a card from his fingertip: Quick-Play Spell Card - Whirlwind.
Whoosh!
A jet-black tornado, crackling with lightning, erupted, engulfing the rock-iron pillar that had reached it and easily shattering it into countless pieces!
"A card that can destroy magic?"
The battle-experienced Future Jura immediately recognized the effect of the magic card and calmly waved her finger.
Whoosh whoosh.
The crushed rocks lit up and, under Jura's control, broke free from the whirlwind's pull, raining down on Chase from all directions like a dense barrage of bullets, blocking all escape routes!
Chase had anticipated this, and the two cards in his hand glowed: "Come forth, my most reliable partner!"
The black mage and his apprentice emerged from the lit purple and pink magic circles, twirling their staffs to aim at the falling rocks.
The dark magic accumulated in the staff erupted, blasting all the stones into dust!
A deafening explosion resounded throughout the entire venue.
Once the gentle breeze carried away the thick smoke, the shocked audience could finally see that two people dressed in magic robes had appeared out of nowhere next to Chase!
"Wow, so cute!!" The old perverts, having finally come to their senses, all focused their attention on the Dark Magician Girl.
"Hey everyone~" The Dark Magician Girl casually flashed her signature peace sign at them.
The next second, this guy got a whack on the head from his master, the Dark Mage: "We're still fighting."
"So, Mr. Yajima, what exactly is going on?" Chabadi asked from the commentary booth.
"Hmm, it seems that Chase's cards not only have the effects of reflecting and destroying magic, but can also summon powerful allies to fight, just like a Celestial Mage."
As he finished speaking, Yajma looked at Makarov, who was laughing heartily in the distance.
What kind of monster did this old fellow summon?