Mira waved her hand: "It's okay, the reason Purgatory Shattering is classified as forbidden magic is because, many years ago, someone forcibly extracted magic power to use it, resulting in the death of the practitioner and hundreds of victims.
"Rhode is only using it in the arena, it won't cause casualties. In this situation, as long as it's not black magic, even if the Council wants to pursue it, at most it would just require the president to write a review."
Laxus: "..."
So who will speak for my grandpa?
But come to think of it, grandpa hasn't written a review for Rhode yet, maybe it's not a bad experience.
"There's nothing to worry about from the president's end either." Mira saw Laxus's expression and smiled, "I'm just talking about the worst case, I think he has thought about how to wrap it up before taking action."
Sure enough, at the mountaintop, Rhode listened to Jura's judgment and loudly retorted:
"Don't talk nonsense! I don't know any forbidden magic Purgatory Shattering, this is a four-attribute great magic personally tailored for myself - 'Four Extremes Baptism'!"
Why is the magic array the same? Perhaps because the operating principles of multi-attribute magic are similar, so the inspiration coincidentally aligns with predecessors!
"In any case, prepare to receive it, not Purgatory Shattering, but Four Extremes Baptism!"
Rhode spoke as he pleased, since this magic only requires drawing the array, not chanting, he could call it whatever he liked.
Jura wasn't in the mood to argue with him, because the powerful magic power coming at him made him dare not be distracted in the slightest.
His legs stood firm, his hands clasped together, his entire body's magic power surged, causing his robe's sleeves to flare and his long beard to flutter.
"Yan Mountain!"
A half-body stone giant in heavy armor stood behind Jura, with a faint glow firmly protecting him.
Rhode's attack arrived in an instant.
From where he stood to behind Jura, the entire mountaintop was engulfed in a 'sea of fire'. The fire seemed yellow but not yellow, green but not green, red but not red, blue but not blue.
Where it passed, the mountains crumbled and the earth split.
Only to see that the mountain completely made of hard rock collapsed, softened, scorched, and shattered, all in a mess, forcibly cut down by more than half by the power of the Four Elements.
The audience was able to once again view the scene inside from a bird's-eye perspective, but almost everyone posed in a defensive posture with their heads in their arms.
Because the arena walls, except for the side where Rhode stood, were all destroyed, the soldiers' magic shields were turned to maximum power, yet they still didn't feel safe.
The floating screens in the air almost all had static, since 9 out of the 10 flying 'cameras' in the air disappeared.
Makarov, who was standing on the railing, fell backward due to lack of defense.
Asuka, leaning on the railing, was protected in Alzack's embrace, Wendy was casually caught by Bisca, and the three little cats each shielded their companions.
Two microphones flew off the commentator's desk, Yajima's chef hat blew backward, and even Jabadi's wig flew off, exposing his openly known bald spot.
The Pumpkin Man fell backward, rolling into the aisle, and was helped up by a few panicked guards.
The various flying clothes, snacks, drinks, debris, and more in the field couldn't possibly be counted.
Strictly speaking, Rhode's move caused quite a bit of trouble for all the audience, participants, guards, commentators, and even the mascots present.
But they didn't care about that at all.
Everyone tried their best to withstand the raging wind, trying hard to open their eyes to see the situation in the field.
Ten Wizard Saints... The power of the Ten Wizard Saints, so mighty, so terrifying, yet so intriguing and desirable!
Rhode landed lightly from up high, casually waved his hand to dispel the smoke, and the situation on the field became clear instantly.
The stone giant in heavy armor had long shattered into pieces, scattered behind Jura.
While Jura himself was leaning on his knees with both hands, panting heavily.
His robe sleeves, pants legs had long been torn, the long beard in clumps, looking a bit disheveled.
"Oh oh oh!!!" Jabadi randomly put the wig he retrieved back on his head, not even caring which way it went as he exclaimed excitedly,
"What an astonishing duel!!! That kind of magic, I simply can't describe it with words! But even with such an attack, Mr. Jura still stands firm!"
"Oh oh oh!!!" The audience's response was even more enthusiastic cheer.
"Jura! Jura!"
"Rhode! Rhode!"
The entire audience seemed to, in an instant, become fans of those two, frantically shouting their names.
Jabadi tried to control the scene: "The atmosphere has reached a peak, Mr. Yajima, who do you think will win in the end?"
"Hmm, just from the current situation, the victory has already tilted towards Rhode. Moreover, do you remember..." Yajima smiled and reminded, "Rhode is actually a summoning mage."
Jabadi was stunned.
Jenny already exclaimed, "Are you kidding? That means he hasn't even used his most proficient magic yet!"
Jabadi realized too: "Now that you mention it, from the beginning of the match until now, we haven't seen Mr. Rhode's summoned beast!
"No... In the first match, he manifested one, which was used against... Fairy Tail A Team's participant Gray.
"But that summoned beast didn't look strong, I've heard..."
Jabadi babbled on about Rhode's ordinary wild beasts and educated on well-known outdated information.
The audience who listened to the commentary just realized this too.
Because the match was so spectacular and shocking, they didn't notice that Mr. Rhode, as a summoning mage, was actually confronting Mr. Jura head-on the whole time.
Is this reasonable?
To this, many members of Sabertooth remained silent.
If it comes to understanding Rhode's strongest summoned beast, they felt they had a voice.
Some even had a boring thought, when he summoned a giant dragon in our guild, could it be we're harder to deal with than Jura?
Not to mention the thoughts of these onlookers, Jura himself, being so engrossed in the fight, completely overlooked this point.
Though he appeared fatigued, his expression still held some excitement: "Lord Rhode, having witnessed your power, I have a proposal."
"Hmm?" Rhode asked with a smile, "Want to concede?"
"No, quite the contrary." Jura laughed, "Today, I request that you go all out."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." Jura sincerely said, "With my ability, being placed between you and Lord Makarov, ranking fifth among the Ten Wizard Saints is truly embarrassing.
"So, if I lose, I'll immediately report to the Advisory Council to swap rankings with you."
"..." But I don't want the ranking, there's no extra allowance. Rhode said, "Going all out is fine, but forget about swapping ranks. I have to win this one no matter what."
Jura didn't respond, clearly having made up his mind, he adjusted his breathing and looked at Rhode with burning eyes: "Bring it on!"
Both men looked serious, the sky changed color once more.
On the spectator stands, a graceful handsome uncle had tidied his hair, lifted a wine glass, and tasted the milk in it: "These two are going too far."