Internet Magic in Fairy Tail (Re-upload)

The assault squad had fully breached the castle, engaging the Nine Demon Gates in combat.

As a war correspondent, Ultear could no longer continue filming.

The Ten Wizard Saints observing in the discussion group expressed their dissatisfaction.

Wolfheim: "Ultear, follow them and keep filming."

Ultear: "Old man, how am I supposed to film with so many people around?"

Ultear: "Mom, someone's bullying me."

Ur: "…"

Wolfheim: "…Weren't you the one who insisted on being a war correspondent?"

Nate: "The others don't matter. Just focus on filming the Second Master."

Ultear's lips curled upward slightly. So what if you're a member of the Ten Wizard Saints or the Third of the Four Kings?

With that thought, she gracefully leaped down from the airship and landed next to Precht.

"Second Master, with your current power, can't you easily deal with Mard Geer?"

"He's hiding inside the castle," Precht said with a smile, "but before dealing with him, we need to handle Tartaros itself."

The floating Tartaros island was undergoing a transformation.

From a square-shaped island, it morphed into a massive demon beast, Plutogrim. Its gaping, bloody maw let out an ear-piercing roar.

Ultear covered her ears. "That thing's roar contains some kind of strange power…"

The airship beneath them trembled violently as its bottom began to disintegrate, threatening to crash at any moment.

At the same time, a telepathic message resonated in everyone's mind:

"To all members of Tartaros, I will unleash Alegria to sweep away all intruders.

Plutogrim will accelerate its movement toward Magnolia and continue the original plan.

All for E.N.D!"

"E.N.D? What's that?" Ultear was puzzled. "And why can we hear this telepathic message?"

"Telepathic magic is easy to intercept." Precht stroked his beard as he effortlessly caught Mard Geer's telepathic broadcast.

Watching the accelerating Underworld King Beast, Precht chuckled. "You're still trying to approach Magnolia? You're underestimating me."

With that, he raised his staff and pointed it at the massive demon beast.

"Amaterasu Ultima: Heaven's Descent!"

A pure white magic circle appeared. From its center, a beam of light pierced the heavens and struck Plutogrim with a single, devastating blow. The beam continued downward, slamming into the earth below.

BOOM!!!

It was like a nuclear explosion. The Cowbane Canyon below erupted into a sea of white light, the impact akin to obliterating an entire city or island.

Ultear didn't forget her job, dutifully capturing the spectacular battle scene. Precht—already inhumanly strong—now seemed absurdly so in his White God Mode, where even a casual attack could unleash terrifying power.

Plutogrim, its body pierced, let out a final wail before collapsing. Tartaros Island plummeted from the sky, crashing into the massive crater below.

"Let's go. It's time to apprehend Mard Geer," Precht said lightly, tapping the deck with his staff.

In the next moment, both he and Ultear vanished from the airship.

…

In the Group Chat

Wolfheim: "What terrifying power!! @Nate, are you sure there won't be any problems?"

The members of the Ten Wizard Saints were visibly shaken. Wolfheim deeply doubted whether even the Four Heavenly Kings could defeat this version of Precht if he turned against them.

Nate: "Don't worry, there's absolutely nothing to fear."

Hyberion: "This isn't Precht's power! He was strong before, but not to this extent. Did you do this, Nate?"

Nate: "Indeed, I lent him a bit of power. :-)"

The two Heavenly Kings felt a chill. Why does that smiley face seem so unsettling? "Lent him a bit of power"?

…

Deep within the castle, on the throne, Mard Geer sat. Unable to activate Alegria as planned, he watched as Plutogrim was annihilated and the Tartaros Island fell.

The operation to reach Magnolia had failed completely. How could this happen? How could Precht possess such immense power?

Suddenly, a flash of white light appeared in front of the throne. Two figures materialized.

Mard Geer squinted, ignoring Ultear entirely and locking his gaze on Precht. In a deep voice, he asked, "With this kind of power, why do you obey the Magic Council?"

"Magic Council?" Precht chuckled dryly. "You're mistaken. I follow Nate's instructions, not theirs."

Without further conversation, Precht tapped his staff on the ground, summoning a barrier that encapsulated himself and Mard Geer, forcing Ultear into the corner of the room.

Seeing this, Mard Geer sighed and rose from his throne. "Nirvana... What a terrifying power!"

He had nothing more to say. "Fine. Let's settle this."

With that, Mard Geer revealed his true form: a humanoid demon with bat-like wings extending menacingly behind him.

"Memento Mori!"

From Mard Geer's shadow, a dark purple mist billowed forth, unleashing spectral phantoms that swarmed around Precht.

"You are indeed strong, perhaps the strongest mage I've ever encountered. Even Zeref may not compare to your current strength. But Precht… curses surpass magic."

As he spoke, the phantoms converged, engulfing Precht in a void of endless darkness and pulling him into a dimension where time and space ceased to exist.

"Goodbye, Precht," Mard Geer sneered, watching the void consume his enemy. "You'll remain trapped in that timeless abyss for eternity."

Turning his attention to Ultear, Mard Geer smiled. "Now, it's your turn, Ultear-san."

Ultear, who had been filming the entire time, chuckled softly. "Demons are such fools. Sure, curses can be superior to magic in certain aspects, but that depends on the user. Your power is nowhere near the Second Master's level."

Crack.

The space around them fractured like a broken mirror. With a sudden shatter of white light, Precht emerged from the void unscathed.

With a casual wave of his staff, he chanted, "Shatter!"

Mard Geer's face contorted in shock. Before he could process what was happening, he looked down to see a magic circle forming over his chest—composed of the four fundamental elements: earth, water, fire, and wind. It began to tear his body apart.

Crack, crack, crack.

White fissures spread across Mard Geer's body.

"Precht!" With a final, furious shout, he shattered into dust under the overwhelming force. The resulting explosion rocked the entire castle.

"Is he dead?" Ultear asked, eyes wide.

"He's merely transformed into a book," Precht explained, walking over to pick up two fallen tomes. One bore Mard Geer's essence; the other… was labeled E.N.D.

"So, who or what is E.N.D?" Ultear asked curiously.

"I don't know either," Precht admitted, shaking his head. "We'll take them back to Nate. He might know."

At that moment, a calm voice echoed through the air.

"E.N.D is…"

Time itself froze as Zeref's figure materialized out of thin air. The particles in the atmosphere stood still, and Ultear's open mouth remained suspended mid-sentence. In that instant, the entirety of Tartaros Island was locked in frozen time.

"Zeref…" Precht murmured in shock.

"May I have the E.N.D book back?" Zeref asked softly, his voice devoid of hostility. "I don't need the demons anymore, but that book… it cannot fall into your hands."

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