Chapter 150: The Rampage of Cursed Flames
"This is the fate of those who dare ambush our Master!"
George's magically amplified voice thundered across the battlefield the moment Aria's lifeless body hit the ground.
A stunned silence fell over the combatants.
Psychic abilities represented an anomaly in the magical system. Unlike spells that emitted detectable magical fluctuations, telekinesis left no traces - no warning signs, no defensive openings.
Had George used another Killing Curse or Severing Charm, Aria might have survived by instinctively erecting magical barriers. But magnetically-guided blades?
Absolutely unstoppable.
"George... actually killed Aria? The leader of the Element Four?!"
The retreating Fairy Tail mages, following Mirajane's orders, stared in disbelief at the scene unfolding before them.
"He claimed defeating Gajeel was just luck - but this? No way this is coincidence."
"George is simply too modest."
"Fairy Tail is gaining another S-Class mage!"
"Damn right! That's for Master Makarov!"
At this moment, their greatest hatred wasn't directed at Jose - it was reserved for Aria, the treacherous coward who had nearly killed Makarov in a sneak attack. Witnessing George execute him delivered perfect poetic justice.
But celebrations would have to wait.
Despite Aria's demise, Erza, Natsu and Gray were suffering terrible losses against Jose.
Even with Erza's S-Class combat prowess and Natsu and Gray's near-S-Class strength, they stood no chance against the Dark Mage.
Erza's Black Wing Armor lay in ruins. Natsu and Gray bled from countless wounds.
"This isn't working."
George's expression darkened further.
Joining the battle would prove meaningless - Jose's dark magic barrier easily repelled even Erza's most powerful strikes. The Killing Curse might not penetrate it either.
Only one option remained.
A spell so unstable, George had never dared unleash it at full power before.
But today - control no longer mattered.
"Fiendfyre!"
Unrestrained magic surged through his wand.
A monstrous blue fire-dragon materialized with an earth-shaking roar, its cursed flames lashing toward Jose.
"MOVE!"
Erza barely yanked Natsu and Gray to safety as the dragon collided with Jose.
[Translator: sauron]
"Foolish. My specters consume all flames!"
Jose sneered, summoning his Soul Absorption ghosts once more.
The dark phantoms swallowed the flames whole -
And immediately shrieked in agony.
The Fiendfyre fought back, its cursed fire clashing violently against the dark magic in a catastrophic deadlock.
The guild hall below burst into flames. Phantom Lord mages fled in terror.
"Impossible!"
Jose's confidence wavered for the first time. Since when could fire resist his magic?
"Now's our chance! Let's—"
Natsu surged forward, only for George to grab his scarf.
"No! Those flames burn everything - even us. We retreat now and save Master!"
Erza nodded in agreement, physically dragging Natsu away.
By the time Jose finally extinguished the Fiendfyre (through brute force, not magic), Fairy Tail had vanished without a trace.
"Mobilize all branch members. Prepare the Jupiter Cannon."
Jose's voice carried chilling calmness.
"We annihilate Fairy Tail at its source."
"But Master... With Aria dead, the cannon requires four Elemental mages to—"
"Use Gajeel as replacement!" Jose snarled. "We strike at dawn."
(End of Chapter)