Gar put the bottle of 'Clothes Vanishing' potion into his spatial storage.
He had already memorized the ratio of required materials and Magical Impairment Particle, so he could start refining it himself in the future, instead of taking the shortcut using the Arc of Embodiment.
Selling this item would surely receive much praise from 'gentlemen'.
However, he couldn't sell this original version.
Gar's gaze fell upon the pile of bottles and jars on the table.
These were all failed products, but their effects were bizarre.
Seeing Gengar, Urshifu, Greninja, Dragonite, Ninetales, Ice Nine-Tails, and Arcanine all sitting in front of the bonfire, watching the grilled fish on the fire, Gar used Confusion to take the smallest fish from the bonfire.
Several Pokémon looked over with some curiosity, not knowing what Gar wanted with such a small fish.
Was he going to eat it?
Gar used Confusion to place the fish on the table in front of him.
He picked up a bottle from the table, filled with dark purple potion.
Gar opened the lid and shook the potion inside.
This was one of the failed versions.
Due to its high concentration and the problem with the materials, this potion would rapidly corrode living flesh, but would not corrode other things.
Gar poured the potion onto the small grilled fish on the table.
Hiss—
The moment the potion landed on the grilled fish, it emitted green smoke and a somewhat pungent smell.
The small grilled fish rapidly dissolved and vanished.
With a wave of Gar's hand, a gentle breeze blew in front of him, and the pungent smell and green smoke disappeared, along with the small grilled fish on the table.
Only the water stain left on the table showed what had happened, and the water stain also quickly dissipated.
Gar couldn't help but nod.
This effect would surely sell well too.
There were also some specifically targeted potions: a potion that quickly dissolved fabric, a potion that quickly corroded iron items, and a potion that rotted wood.
Their effects were relatively simple, but they clearly didn't lack a market.
There were enough Magical Impairment Particle for a while.
He had collected a lot on the battlefield before, and Kyouka the Starry Sky's body, as well as Cool Moon Heaven · Serra's body, had absorbed a lot of Magical Impairment Particle.
He would refine them when he got back.
Putting all these bottles and jars into his spatial storage, Gar walked towards the bonfire, ready to eat.
Just then.
His communicator in his pocket rang.
Gar picked up the communicator and said:
"What's wrong, Guild Master?"
Makarov's voice came from the other side:
"How are you doing?"
"Pretty good."
Gar asked with some Confusion:
"Of course I'm good."
"Why are you asking?"
Makarov on the other side let out a sigh of relief:
"That's good."
"Yajima just told me you were besieged by Grimoire Heart."
"And that you caused quite an explosion."
"The Council is very displeased now, but since there was a reason, they can't really fault you."
"Several Council members are discussing maintaining the balance of the magic world."
"The Speaker also has this intention.
Once this period is over, I'll probably have to meet with him."
"Be careful during this time.
If you can't, just come back first."
"The information the Council gave us before is already outdated."
"Now, most of those Dark Guilds have fled."
Since the war began a few months ago, Makarov has been under considerable pressure.
Although he was stationed at the Guild to be prepared for anything and usually had nothing to do, Grimoire Heart wasn't just attacking their members.
All the Light Guilds on the Ishgar Continent had been attacked to varying degrees.
After these people attacked, they would leave notes saying that they were attacked because of their grievances with Fairy Tail.
Some people understood that this was a tactic of the Dark Guilds.
Some people understood, but they kept complaining to the Council, asking why they had to suffer innocent disaster.
Makarov heard from Yajima that the complaint letters in the Council had piled up to fill half a room.
This caused Makarov to feel uneasy every time he heard the word 'Council'.
If Yajima hadn't contacted him using his own communicator, he wouldn't have dared to answer the Council's call.
Gar waved his hand, and a series of illusory wanted posters appeared in front of him.
They contained the information previously given by the Council.
Looking at the locations of the three closest Dark Guilds to him, he said:
"There are still three Dark Guilds near me.
I'll search them all first."
"How is the Guild doing?"
Makarov said:
"The Guild is doing alright."
"Besides those two guys with magic guns last time, under the surveillance of Pidgey and Squirtle, no other suspicious people have been detected approaching."
Gar said:
"That's good then."
"Alright, I'll go search the three Dark Guilds nearby and then hurry back."
Then the two hung up the communicator.
Gar looked at the floating illusory wanted posters in front of him and with a thought.
All the others disappeared, leaving only the wanted posters and information for the three Guilds closest to him.
Gar stroked his chin and looked at one of the wanted posters:
"This one researches Demons."
"There should be a lot of good things there, right?"
One was specialized in assassination, one researched Black Magic, and another researched Demons and summoned Demons.
The assassination Guild had likely fled, being professionals, so he would check that one last.
The remaining two were about the same distance away.
Gar planned to set off tomorrow to find the traces of these two.
Gar used Confusion to dispel the floating text, looked at the group of Pokémon, took out a large bucket of juice and several large bowls from his spatial storage.
Ice Nine-Tails's cold air blew over, making the juice cold and delicious.
Along with the grilled fish:
"Let's eat!!!"
On the other side.
Ishgar Continent, Central.
Grimoire Heart Guild's base.
On the magic airship, in Hades's room, Hades held a ball of blood-colored gas in his hand.
It was Gar's Curse Magic.
Compared to its previous form as a blood-colored longsword.
It had clearly been consumed quite a bit, with only this ball remaining.
Not far away, Zancrow stood in fear, staring at the blood-colored gas ball in Hades's hand, already having developed a huge psychological shadow.
Hades raised his hand and cast six layers of shields on Zancrow.
He then divided a portion of the blood-colored gas ball in his hand, condensed it into a blood sword the thickness of a little finger, and shot it towards Zancrow.
Zancrow's body trembled, and he looked at the blood-colored small sword attacking him in fear.
The blood-colored small sword, composed of Curse power, seemed to sink into a swamp when it touched the first layer of shield, slowly pushing forward and piercing the first layer at an extremely slow speed.
Then came the second layer, the third layer...
Just before the last layer, upon touching the shield, it emitted a'sizzling' electrical sound, and both sides continuously eroded each other.
Seeing the blood-colored small sword pierce through the last layer of shield and gradually approach him, as that layer of shield flashed with light.
Boom!
It disappeared along with the blood-colored small sword.
Only Zancrow suffered a considerable impact from the explosion.
However, compared to the pain of being cursed, the damage caused by this impact to Zancrow was almost negligible.
Seeing this, Hades's magic power surged throughout his body.
The magic power from his Second Magic Source continuously flowed in.
With a wave of his hand, he aimed at Zancrow, and six nearly solidified layers of shields were placed on Zancrow:
"Let's leave it like this for now."
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