"This guy really learned his lesson."
Seeing Jose Porla in this state, Moen couldn't help but laugh. Obviously, after suffering a huge loss last time, Jose Porla would probably never dare to underestimate any attack again from now on.
Of course, he would be even less likely to casually sniff anything ever again. His sense of smell had suffered considerable damage, his perception abilities had declined, and although he had basically expelled the poison from his body, it had still caused some irreversible damage to him.
Therefore, at this very moment, Jose Porla's hatred toward Moen was absolutely genuine.
"Bzzzz!!!"
However, before Jose Porla could completely tear off the façade and challenge Moen again, Laxus had already run out of patience for even a single minute.
Lightning crackled all over his body as his magic power surged, and he directly hurled a bolt of lightning toward Jose Porla, the lightning magic crackling as it shot forward.
There was no helping it. Looking at Jose Porla's attitude, it was as if he didn't even see Laxus as a person at all. This made Laxus extremely displeased. What did this mean? Was he being looked down on this much?!
Right at the start, Jose Porla called out the old man's name, then boldly attacked Moen, and from beginning to end, he didn't even spare Laxus a single glance.
This made Laxus immediately realize that if he didn't take the initiative to strike first, there was no way this fight would ever reach him, because in Jose Porla's eyes, there was no such person as Laxus.
"Buzz!"
Jose Porla erupted with magic power once again, blocking Laxus's lightning strike, as purple magic surged forth with overwhelming might.
This version of Jose Porla was the one truly fighting without holding back! This was the genuinely dangerous enemy who fully displayed the power of one of the Ten Wizard Saints! He might actually go for the kill!
Actually, that wasn't entirely accurate. Even now, Jose Porla still wasn't in his complete state, since there were still traces of poison affecting him, and his body had suffered some injuries that hadn't existed before.
"Laxus! Don't rush it!"
However, just before the battle between the two could erupt completely, Makarov spoke up, attempting to stop Laxus.
It wasn't that Makarov lacked confidence in Laxus's strength. The main issue was that he hadn't yet delivered his prepared denunciation of Jose Porla. They had truly come this time to demand justice, and they couldn't afford to lose the moral high ground.
If they started fighting right away, it would instead make them look like they had deliberately come to pick a fight.
Hearing that Jose Porla's injuries had mostly recovered, and then immediately rushing over to beat him up again?
If that didn't make Fairy Tail look like a gang of bullies, then what would?
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
However, in the face of the old man's verbal attempt to stop him, Laxus showed absolutely no intention of halting. His magic power exploded as his entire body shot forward like a cannonball toward Jose Porla.
From the very beginning, Laxus had already made up his mind. No matter what Moen or the old man said, he would seize Jose Porla as his opponent. He wanted to personally experience Jose Porla's strength, to feel the power of a Ten Wizard Saint.
All along, Laxus had regarded his grandfather Makarov as his ultimate goal. He swore to possess power that surpassed Makarov's, and this was a perfect opportunity to test his own strength.
When sparring with his own grandfather, neither side could ever go all out. But Jose Porla, an outsider, was different—especially since this guy hated them so much. He would definitely fight with everything he had.
The pressure and energy bursting from Jose Porla were indeed intimidating, but Laxus wasn't afraid in the slightest. He charged forward with unyielding ferocity, his figure transforming directly into a streak of lightning.
Laxus's body pierced into the thick purple darkness, and he delivered a ruthless whipping kick straight toward Jose Porla.
At this moment, Laxus might as well have asked Jose Porla one question:
"Have you ever been kicked by lightning?"
Of course, Laxus's speed was actually still far from true lightning speed. Even though he had already transformed his body into crackling lightning, he was still nowhere near the average speed of real lightning, let alone the speed of light.
With the amplification and effects of magic power, being able to achieve this mutated form of "lightning elementalization" was already something incredibly astonishing.
"Buzz!"
Jose Porla's figure vanished in an instant, teleporting away to evade Laxus's attack, prioritizing stability and leaving no openings whatsoever.
"Bzzzz!"
Laxus's figure darted chaotically about, lightning spilling in all directions. His speed was indeed fast, but it was clearly still inferior to Jose Porla's instant movement, so basically all he could do was continuously chase after Jose Porla.
There was no need to even mention light speed, if Laxus truly possessed the speed of lightning, he would probably be able to catch up to Jose Porla, or at the very least make it possible for Jose Porla to be unable to react in time to use instant movement.
To deal with an enemy like Jose Porla, either one had to use large-scale attacks to directly blanket the area, or possess speed pushed to the absolute extreme.
"Boom rumble rumble!"
With the speed gap proving insufficient, Laxus immediately changed tactics. He directly unleashed his magic power, causing even the celestial phenomena to change. Thunderclouds gathered, and countless bolts of lightning descended across a vast area.
"Crack! Crack!"
The lightning struck the ground, blasting out crater after crater. It struck the Phantom Lord guild hall, splitting it apart as it continuously collapsed, even igniting into flames. It struck the Phantom Lord's rank-and-file members, sending them tumbling in utter chaos.
"Earth Element" Sol spread open earthen shields to block the falling lightning. The thick walls of earth he held aloft were actually quite useful in this regard, helping many of the underlings avoid the damage from the lightning falling from the sky. "Iron Dragon" Gajeel hid beside him, standing like a lackey.
"You're courting death!"
This time, Jose Porla finally took Laxus seriously. This bastard actually dared to use lightning to strike his guild hall! Makarov's own grandson was indeed just as much of a bastard as Makarov and that Moen, then he would start by taking this brat down first! Jose Porla's eyes were filled with viciousness. The people of Fairy Tail had already bullied their way right over his head, chasing all the way to his guild to provoke him. In that case, don't blame him for striking ruthlessly. If he didn't re-establish his authority now, then there would be no point in continuing to hold the title of "Wizard Saint", he might as well resign and disband the guild altogether! "Buzz buzz buzz!"
Dark magic swept forth, blotting out the sky as if it were about to swallow everything in the world into darkness.
Jose Porla directly unfolded a dark magic domain, not caring in the slightest about the loss of magic power, determined to keep this grandfather and grandson trio here and completely restore his own prestige! Floating in midair, Jose Porla spread both hands. Above the sky, countless dark magic spheres formed and bombarded the ground below, this was truly carpet-style saturation bombing.
Jose Porla, this walking artillery of spells, directly entered ground-cleansing mode. As a Wizard Saint, he could easily destroy an entire city, he only needed to bombard it with spells without restraint.
"None of you are leaving!"
Jose Porla roared. His eyes were already glowing purple. This was no longer a matter of sparring or not, this level of bombardment was completely aimed at killing and erasing all traces. If it continued, even the very ground would likely be scraped away by several feet.
If Jose Porla had used this level of force directly during their earlier sparring, the venue of the regular council meeting would have been completely destroyed on the spot. Moen would not have had much of a chance to injure him, and his sparring with Makarov had indeed been restrained.
Having just been promoted to an S-Class Mage and only seventeen years old, Laxus at this moment truly got what he wished for—properly experiencing the power of a "Wizard Saint" striking out in full rage. In truth, Jose Porla was still holding back, because he did not want to directly destroy the guild and Oak Town.
"Zzzzz!!!"
Laxus clenched his teeth, concentrating his magic power throughout his entire body. His whole body was covered in magic power and lightning, constantly stimulating his physical vitality, as if he were wearing a layer of lightning armor.
"Buzz!"
He transformed into a bolt of lightning and once again charged toward Jose Porla in the sky, forcibly pushing through those terrifying "dark magic shells" as he surged upward. Golden lightning bloomed with radiance, stabbing straight toward the terrifying dark magic source shrouding the sky.
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