An aura of fury surged, and Makarov's angry roar rang out.
The glass of the cable car cabin, protected by pale blue Confusion, shattered with a boom. Makarov, radiating golden Magic power waves, dived straight down towards the island below. Seeing this, Ur quickly ordered Dragonite to also dive and follow.
The island below.
The laborers who had instigated the riot were fleeing in fear because of the suddenly appearing Magic soldiers.
Rob, who was blocking in front of Erza, had skin that was already cracked inch by inch. This was because Magic power is the source of a Magician, and forcibly overdrawing Magic power when there is none will consume life force.
Ultimately, they would turn into stone statues from the depletion of life force.
These people from the Black Magic Cult were just weaklings in Ultear's eyes.
But in the eyes of a group of laborers without Magic power, the Magic tools in the hands of these Black Magic Cult members alone were enough to slaughter them, not to mention that those Black Magic Cult members also knew Magic.
More and more Black Magic Cult members walked out and began to clear out these rioting laborers.
In front of Rob.
Countless Black Magic Cult members raised the Magic staves in their hands and aimed them at him.
Crimson explosive Magic circles condensed in front of the Black Magic Cult members. Rob stood in front of Erza and the children, preparing to overdraw his last bit of life.
He could die here, but these children could not.
"Freedom is in your heart, Erza."
A vertical Magic circle lit up in front of Rob. The dryness and cracking on his skin intensified. The Magic of countless Black Magic Cult members opposite had already taken shape:
"One day, you will fulfill your dream."
"I'm really looking forward to it...."
Erza seemed to sense something and wanted to rush forward to grab Rob. A heartbreaking cry rang out:
"Grandpa!!!"
Bang!
As soon as she touched Rob's body, she was bounced back by a surge of Magic power.
Rob stared straight ahead, his eyes already replaced by a field of crimson. It was the explosive Magic cast and thrown by countless Black Magic Cult members holding Magic staves.
Boom!
A vast surge of Magic power swept through, washing over the entire island.
The explosive fireballs flying everywhere and smashing towards Rob were instantly crushed and detonated under the suppression of this powerful Magic power.
Rob's face was stunned, and he looked up in disbelief:
"This Magic power?!"
In the sky.
A golden light descended from the sky, accompanied by Makarov's angry roar:
"Stop it!!!"
"Rob!!!"
Hearing this voice, the Magic circle in front of Rob slowly dissipated, and a smile appeared on his face:
"Makarov...."
Seeing Rob disperse the Magic circle, Erza quickly ran forward and supported Rob:
"Grandpa!!!"
Tears flickered in her eyes. The other children behind her also rushed to Rob's front, wanting to block those Black Magic Cult members.
Rob raised his old, gray hand and gently stroked Erza's head:
"It's alright, it's alright...."
Rob looked up, and the golden stream of light crashed down.
Boom---!!!
With a loud bang, the ground trembled incessantly.
Makarov landed on the ground not far in front of Rob, creating a large crater. The Guild Master's cloak behind Makarov, emblazoned with the Fairy Tail emblem, flapped wildly. He turned to look:
"Rob!"
Erza secretly looked at the descending Makarov. The emblem leaping on the cloak behind him was exactly the same as the one on Grandpa Rob's back.
Rob watched Makarov turn and look at him. A smile couldn't help but appear on his face, and there was a hint of daze in his tone:
"Makarov, you've also gotten old...."
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