Fairy Tail Passive Invincibility

Lagerthaus' eyes surged with battle intent, his chest puffed up high, his majestic magical power gathered in it, and he opened his mouth to spit out a golden roar.

Snicker!

The ferocious golden shockwave shot out along the surface of the sea, heading straight towards Precht.

Amaterasu Thirty-Six Forms!

Precht opened one hand, a magic formation quickly opened in his palm, and the golden shockwave crashed straight into the magic formation, not allowing an inch of progress.

Woo~

The strong wind came.

Precht turned his head slightly, and in the next second, a huge fist like a small mountain was reflected in his pupils.

Whoosh!

Precht dodged the punch by jumping straight into the air.

Thud!

The huge fist smashed into the seawater, splashing a huge wave, and the raging waves continued to spread towards the surroundings-...

"Triple Magic Formation - Mist Illusion Naylor!"

Hazy white mist silently appeared above the surface of the sea, silently reflecting the entire sea surface like a fairyland.

Tear!

As soon as the fairyland in front of him surfaced, Precht directly tore this image apart, and as the fairyland disappeared, the white mist above the sea quickly disappeared and returned to its original state.

"Makarov, do you think you can defeat me by stalling?"

Precht's dark, hawk-like eyes swept Makarov like a hawk and spoke with a dark face.

This battle had been going on for a full half hour.

So far, it was still "zero casualties".

Every time he was about to make a serious move, Ul and the others would quickly withdraw, and then when he relaxed, they would come back again.

Precht, who was already in a bad mood because of Azma, the "traitor", was in an even worse mood after this.

There were several times when Precht tried to unseal himself, but in the end, he was overcome by his senses.

"Trying to defeat me by stalling? You kids are a bit too naive, aren't you?" The gloomy gaze swept around the room, finally resting on Makarov's.

"Makarov yo! I originally thought that after all these years, you would become a bit smarter, but I never thought that you would still be so naive."

Boom~

Violent magic power violently erupted from Precht's body, and for a moment, a thunderstorm suddenly descended from the sky, as if it was helping Precht.

"Today, I'll let you know what kind of power a Demon Guide who has truly touched the magic "abyss" possesses."

Ka-ching!

The azure thunder suddenly descended from the sky with Precht's words, chopping straight down towards Ur.

Ur casually unleashed a magic circle to block the thunderbolt, and in the next second, Precht suddenly appeared in front of Ur, a fist speeding up to enlarge in Ur's eyes-....

BOOM!

Ur raised his arm to block it, then grabbed Precht's arm with a backhand, his knee carrying a huge force and rammed it towards Precht's abdomen.

Bang!

The fierce force violently struck Precht's abdomen, as if a monster-like power directly penetrated Precht's body, the impact directly tore the robe at the back of Precht's back, Precht's eyes popped out and his whole body bowed into a shrimp shape.

With the help of his hidden "cards" in the airship, Precht's body can always remain in peak condition, completely unafraid of any "delaying tactics". It's amazing how terrifying Ul's close combat can be.

Suddenly!

Ur pushed away Prexit.

Lowering his head slightly, Ur immediately saw a strange magic formation appear on his chest at some point.

"Is that... the mark?"

When Makarov saw the "magic formation" appearing on Ur's chest, he suddenly turned pale and said in alarm, "No, Ur, run!"

Ding!

Dark black magical formations spread out from underneath Pleshette's feet, and from what started out as a small dot of light, it rapidly expanded to nearly twenty meters in size in just a few seconds.

Precht's breathing was heavy, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Ure's sudden outburst of close combat skills had caused him to suffer a great loss, but Pleshite was also not a simple opponent.

Layers of black fog condensed in front of Precht, and it wasn't long before a dark, unknown object appeared in the public's view.

Whoosh!

The pitch-black unknown object sprang out abruptly, aiming directly at Ull.

Ul's heart was on alert, and although he didn't know what such a dark unknown object was, his body's instincts had given Ul a warning.

DANGER!!!

Without the slightest hesitation, Ur directly spread the wings of the storm and retreated backwards as fast as he could.

However, it was as if this pitch-black unknown object had recognized Ur, and no matter which direction Ur retreated in, it would catch up with him at the first opportunity.

"It's the reason for this magic formation!"

After a slight association before and after, Ur immediately understood the reason why this dark unknown object was chasing him closely.

Rock Spear!

A rock spear coalesced in Ur's hand, his arm muscles bulging, and he threw it at the dark, unspecified object with great force.

"No!" and

Makarov was shocked when he saw Ur's behavior and reminded him loudly.

However, his reminder was still a step too late.

Ur's rock spear was so fast that it pierced into the dark unknown problem almost instantly, however, the dark unknown object was like a bottomless pit, and after the rock spear went in, it was silent, and after a few seconds, only the rock spear flew back again and was even faster than it was at the beginning.