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"You're far too arrogant and overconfident!"
Upon hearing George's words, the leader of Boar's Tusks immediately lit up with excitement. If the five of them could work together to gang up on him, then they might actually have a chance.
Among the five of them, two had strength close to S-rank. The other three, though slightly weaker, were still seasoned veterans with extensive combat experience.
Magicians often preferred to take on missions in teams precisely because of the synergy between different types of magic. Proper coordination could produce results far beyond the sum of their parts—especially among those with strong teamwork.
With the five of them working together, they could even take on top-tier S-rank magicians, let alone ordinary ones.
"Let's go!"
Fearing George might change his mind, the team leader quickly signaled to his teammates. They immediately moved into their usual battle formation and began to encircle George with swift precision.
"Requip: Earth Dragon Spear!"
A magic circle lit up in the team leader's hands, and a massive, earth-colored spear with a fierce design appeared.
As the strongest magician in Boar's Tusks, he had spent twenty years of mission rewards to forge this top-tier magic weapon—the Earth Dragon Spear. He had been keeping it in reserve until now.
With this weapon, his strength could rival that of an S-rank magician. Earth also countered lightning, which was perfect against George's thunder-based magic.
The leader quickly moved behind George and thrust the spear. Countless sharp earthen spikes materialized, guided by the Earth Dragon Spear, all aimed at George's back.
"This guy was hiding his true power!"
The magicians watching from below the arena were all stunned to see the leader of Boar's Tusks finally bring out such a powerful weapon.
During the earlier one-on-one rounds, many magicians had held back their trump cards, hoping to surprise their opponents in the more intense battles to come.
"Ice Magic: Ice Coffin!"
Before George could react to the Earth Dragon Spear and the incoming spikes, another member of Boar's Tusks slammed both palms onto the ground. A wave of ice burst forth beneath George, freezing him completely.
"Charm Magic: Enchant!"
At the same time, a voluptuous female magician specializing in control magic blew a kiss toward George, unleashing a charm spell designed to cloud his mind.
"Ring Magic: Fire Serpent Bind!"
"Wind Magic: Storm Blade!"
With both physical and mental control, followed by a combo of fire and wind magic—and finally the earth-based weapon to finish him off—their synchronized attack impressed every magician and spectator present. Many felt a wave of nervous tension for George.
They acknowledged George's strength, but letting five enemies attack at once? That was overconfidence.
"In the face of absolute power, flashy tricks are meaningless."
As the coordinated attack reached him, George's body trembled—and with sheer physical strength, he shattered the ice coffin around him. Such a weak freezing spell couldn't restrain him at all.
Turning his head toward the busty female magician, he activated his psychic powers and immediately reversed her control spell.
As his number of clones increased, so did his magical strength—and with that, his mental power had also grown exponentially. His psychic ability, bolstered by this mental strength, had already evolved from level two to level three.
With a level-three psychic ability combined with his brain-sealing technique, the female magician's charm spell was completely ineffective. Only a Saint Ten-level magician's charm might have had any impact.
While unleashing his psychic power, George simultaneously activated his metal control. The Earth Dragon Spear suddenly tore itself free from the team leader's grip and, under George's control, came crashing back down.
Thousands of tons of force slammed into the team leader's back before he could even react. He was instantly knocked unconscious, embedded in the arena floor.
With their leader knocked out, the dense forest of earthen spikes immediately vanished.
George then summoned the Earth Dragon Spear to hover in front of him. With a sweep, he dispersed the fire serpent and storm blades. The spear then zipped around the arena in a flash, tapping each of the remaining four magicians on the back of the head—knocking them out cold.
From the moment George shattered the ice to when all five magicians collapsed, it all happened in less than a second.
"Next guild!"
Hiss—
Every magician in the arena gasped sharply, including the magicians from the remaining five guilds who had yet to fight.
They could hardly believe what they just saw. That coordinated strike had been incredibly powerful—so much so that even Saint Ten-level magician Gioula wouldn't have taken it lightly. Yet George had instantly wiped them out.
The terrifying part was that he hadn't even used a flashy, large-scale spell. It was all done with casual ease. He hadn't even used the lightning magic he'd shown when defeating Olga.
What unsettled everyone most was that there was no sign of a magic circle. No one had any idea what magic he had used—or how he managed to take control of the Earth Dragon Spear.
If they had to face him later... how were they supposed to defend against that?
"Fairy Tail has just taken down five challengers in one sweep, earning fifteen points—let's hear it for them!"
"Fairy Tail!"
"Fairy Tail!"
"Fairy Tail!"
The audience erupted into the loudest applause and cheers the arena had ever seen. Even those unfamiliar with combat could clearly tell how overwhelming George's strength was—defeating an entire guild in an instant.
"He must have used up a lot of magic power just now. We still have a chance."
The leader of the second guild to take the stage—Liver of the Beast—swallowed hard and tried to rally his four teammates, who nervously followed him up to the platform.
"Captain, he doesn't look like someone who's used up much magic power at all," one teammate stammered under his breath.
"We are—Beasts of—"
"Dragon Slayer Magic: Roar of the Wood-Flame Dragon!"
A magic circle lit up before George, and a terrifying blast of tri-colored flames surged forward. The five magicians hadn't even finished their introductions before they were scorched and collapsed to the ground.
"Not interested. Next guild."
George flicked his paw casually.
This was power. This was disparity. Just like the Black Dragon once wiped out all of Fairy Tail's top fighters with a single Dragon Roar, George—while not yet as powerful as the Black Dragon and still in his cat form—could still effortlessly annihilate these non–S-rank guilds with a single roar.
"We are—"
"Dragon Slayer Magic: Roar of the Wood-Flame Dragon!"
"We—"
"Dragon Slayer Magic: Roar of the Wood-Flame Dragon!"
Instant kills, instant kills, and more instant kills. One after another, four challenger guilds took the stage. Yet before they could even cast a spell, George's devastating fire magic burned them down on the spot.
In the face of absolute power, they truly had no chance to resist.
George hadn't even taken a single step from where he stood.
On the other five platforms, the first battles between challenger guilds and platform-holding guilds hadn't even concluded—meanwhile, George had already taken out four guilds by himself, securing a total of sixty points.
(End of Chapter)