Fairy Tail: You call this Celestial Magic?!

Chapter 270 Edolas (Please subscribe!)
Now that Moen was ready, Mistgang immediately began making arrangements as well.

The ultimate goal of Mistgang's research is to return to Edolas.

Therefore, he set up a simple teleportation array, removing all other effects of "Anima" and retaining only the function of connecting the two worlds of "Aislandon" and "Edras".

"I call it the portal between the two worlds."

Mystergan began, saying that he had left this magic to Guild Master Makarov, just in case.

If he and Moen were both trapped in "Edras," at least the magic would remain, preventing them from having to start all over again.

"Worrying is unfounded."

Moen's assessment of this was quite sharp.

The possibility that both of them are trapped in the "Edras" world is extremely slim; no matter what, they shouldn't be unable to escape.

Moen was quite confident in his abilities. Even if he couldn't dominate the battlefield, he could at least protect himself.

This is under the premise that he cannot obtain magic power. However, before going to "Edras", Moen is not sure that he will definitely not be able to obtain magic power. After all, his "magic" is unusual, and there may be a way to obtain magic power in that world.

"Boom!!!"

After Mystergang set up the magic circle, a surge of magic rose up, and light began to emanate from beneath Moen and Mystergang's feet.

The two are currently located deep in the forest on the eastern outskirts of Magnolia. This teleportation magic is still somewhat dangerous for ordinary people, so it is natural to release it in a remote place.

As the magic circle was activated, magical light shot into the sky, and a vortex appeared in the sky that seemed to tear everything apart.

This strange phenomenon was similar to when "Anima" was activated, and it looked quite frightening. Under the light of the magic circle, Moen and Mistgang were directly sucked into the vortex.

"Don't resist!"

Mister Gang loudly reminded Moen.

After all, Moen is a magical monster capable of directly feeding "Anima," and Mystogan is genuinely afraid that Moen might suddenly unleash his power and cause some kind of anomaly.

"rest assured."

Moen made a gesture and followed the magical pull into the vortex.

"Buzz!"

The area covered by the magic surged violently with magical energy, then dissipated on the spot, and the magic circle carved on the ground also went out.

Everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, except for Moen and Mistgang, who had been standing in the center of the magic circle, disappearing without a trace.

It must be said that Mystergan modified this magic quite successfully; only the two of them were teleported there, and even the surrounding trees and flowers were not affected.

"This magic seems pretty good."

Not far from the magic circle, watching Moen and Mistgang disappear, Makarov spoke up.

"That child is a genius in magical research."

The person speaking next to Makarov was Polyusika. If there was anyone who might be affected by this magic circle, it would definitely be Polyusika, who lived deep in the eastern suburban forest. However, Moen and Mistgang must have informed her and Makarov in advance.

Watching Moen and Mystergan head to Edolas, Poliusica felt a pang of emotion, but she had no intention of returning.

Poliusica has spent most of her life in Aislandon, and several decades have passed. She is now truly in her seventies or eighties, so there is no need for her to go back.

"I hope the two children can return safely."

Makarov frowned. He was not used to the feeling of leaving all the responsibility to the child's shoulders, and the feeling of being unable to help was a very rare experience for him.

On the other side, Moen traversed the world in a dizzying spin.

When Moen emerged from the bizarre vortex, his vision finally returned to the colors of nature, though from a slightly different angle. He saw the tops of trees, which were getting closer and closer, and he was falling from the sky.

"Buzz!"

With his internal energy mobilized, Moen immediately manifested "black robes" on his body. The "Azure Dragon Black Robes" had a very high coverage, no less than the "Golden Cloth". The overall style was ink painting, with the azure dragon depicted in ink, and the shoulder armor featured ferocious dragon claws.

"boom!"

Moen landed steadily on the ground, leaving a large crater.

Where is that guy Mistgang?

Before landing, Moen checked again to make sure that Mystergan hadn't landed with him; he didn't see the guy.

"They haven't come out yet, have they?"

Moen looked up at the sky. The vortex he had just emerged from was still there, not having disappeared, which seemed to confirm his idea.

"Let's wait and see."

Moen wasn't in a hurry. He stretched his body and took in this new world. His first and most direct feeling was naturally that "there is no magic".

This feeling was unbearable for anyone living in Asland, especially for someone like Moen with a high affinity for magic; it was like a fish out of water.

Although it wasn't to the point of "not being able to breathe," my whole body was itchy.

For the people of Esland, magic is the embodiment of life force. Even a "Ten Wizard Saints" like Makarov would face a death crisis once his magic is drained. This is also a major reason why powerful wizards have long lifespans.

"In a sense, the people of Esland aren't completely unable to use magic here, as long as they're willing to burn their lives."

Moen smiled. This was indeed a bit exaggerated. Ordinary people wouldn't have the ability to burn their life force to turn it into magic.

"Buzz!"

Just as Moen was getting used to this new world, the vortex in the sky rippled, and then a figure rushed out from it. It was Mystergan, who had also successfully completed the world crossing.

With a wave of his wand, magic surged around Mystergan, and he landed on the ground with ease, then looked at Moen with a surprised expression.

"Moen, you came out so quickly?"

"Mister Gang asked in surprise, seemingly not expecting Moen to come out faster than him."

"What's so surprising? Is it that difficult?"

Moen frowned. He felt that the journey had been quite smooth, and he had easily broken out of the vortex.

"It's not that difficult, it's just a bit surprising."

What Mister Gang didn't expect was that even with his experience of traveling through worlds, he wasn't as fast as Moen, who was traveling through worlds for the first time.

"There's nothing I can do about it, she's just exceptionally gifted."

Moen answered with a smile, having roughly understood what Mistgang was surprised about, and thus brushed it off with a laugh. At this moment, the vortex in the sky had disappeared, and everything had returned to normal.

"how are you feeling?"

Mystergan stopped worrying about who was faster and who was slower. He became concerned about Moen's condition, since Moen, unlike him, was not originally from Edolas and would definitely have a hard time adapting to the situation here.

"In fact, it's better than I expected."

Moen's expression was strange. Before Mystergan arrived, he had already experimented with many things, including his own "Protoss Magic".

"Buzz!"

As Moen raised his hand, starlight twinkled in the sky. Although the light was dim, the stars in the sky were indeed responding to Moen's call.

“My celestial magic is still effective. Although there is no magic left on the planet Edolas, there is still some stellar magic in the sky that has not completely dissipated.”

Moen absorbed the starlight falling from the sky. Although the amount was small, it at least replenished his magic power, which allowed him to use "celestial magic".

In addition, Moen also tried to convert "Qi" back into magic. Although "Azure Dragon Ink Robe" also has considerable combat power, it is definitely not comparable to "Celestial Spirit Magic" in terms of overall strength, after all, Moen has unlocked the abilities of so many constellations.

"This is truly unexpected!"

Seeing the star magic surrounding Moen, Mystogan was completely dumbfounded. At this moment, the expression on his face was far more shocked than when he saw Moen arrive faster than him.

“The magic of this world has indeed dissipated, even the magic of the stars has almost completely vanished.”

Moen sighed and said, "This world of 'Edras' has truly entered the complete 'Age of Decline'."

Magic is completely disappearing from this world; it is being consumed without replenishment, and its normal cycle has been lost.

Therefore, the only way to replenish magic power is through the "Anima" magic.

The situation with "Edras" was already beginning to show, and the dim, lackluster stars further confirmed it.

"As expected, Edolas can no longer rely on magic."

Mystogan accepted all of this very quickly; he had long been prepared to eradicate magic from Edolas.

Mystergan's goal is simple: for everyone to live and work in peace and contentment, rather than focusing all their attention on "magic." Magic is a thing of the past; they need to look to the future.

"If nothing unexpected happens, we definitely can't count on them."

Moen nodded. If before coming here he still thought he might be able to save the world, now he had completely given up. Even the stars in the sky were about to go out!

Moen was quite philosophical about it; if he couldn't save them, he wouldn't. Even without magic, the "Edras" could still find a better way to live, since they didn't really need magic anyway.

Moreover, as a representative of the "victims," ​​Moen himself doesn't need to consider so much.

How to save the world is what Mystogan needs to consider, and Mystogan has already figured it out: rely on technology, not magic.

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Where should we go now?

After a moment of silence, Moen spoke up, knowing nothing about this world, and his next move would depend on Mystergan's arrangements.

By the way, in this world, we can just call Mystogan Jellal, since he is the Jellal of this world, and Mystogan is just a pseudonym.

"So? Do you want me to call you by your real name again?"

Moen asked curiously.

"It's alright, just keep calling me Mystergang. I'll continue to use this name until all the problems are resolved."

That being said, Mystergan did not want to revert to his original name, nor did he want to regain his identity until everything was over.

"no problem."

Moen nodded in understanding and respected Mistergang's choice.

"Come with me."

Mistgang took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and realized that he needed to adjust his mindset after returning to his homeland.

"Okay, it's up to you now."

Moen cooperated fully, ready to follow Mystogan. However, Moen also had some doubts. Mystogan had been away from Edolas for so long, and was just a child when he left. Was he really familiar with this world? Was he really reliable?
"No, Mystogan, where are you taking me?"

After walking for a while, Moen finally couldn't help but ask.

He didn't want to question the "local" Mystergang, but they had been walking for almost two hours and still hadn't even left the forest where they had landed, which was really a bit exaggerated!

"Cough, believe me, I just..."

Mistgang coughed twice, trying to defend himself, but after thinking of an excuse for a long time, he lowered his head dejectedly.

"Sorry, it was my mistake. I'm not very familiar with this place either."

Mystergan acknowledged this fact. He had been full of confidence, but now things were different. In fact, he couldn't really be considered a local; he had only grown up in this world during his childhood.

He spent his teenage years in Aslandon, where he was formerly the prince's mansion. He was indeed not very familiar with places outside the palace.

"call"

Moen let out a long sigh of relief, then laughed. People really do laugh when they're speechless. Mystergan was getting nervous about returning home; his mind was in turmoil, and he started acting unreliably.

"Let me handle this."

Moen shook his head, then waved his hand, releasing several crows. With the support of magic, he could still control these crows.

However, the crows that remained in the world of "Aislandon" have temporarily lost contact. Although their presence can still be sensed, they can no longer be controlled, probably because the signal is weak due to the distance.

Moen released the few spare crows he had left behind, and he maneuvered them to take flight, beginning to explore the direction ahead.

"Feel sorry."

Mystergan, standing to the side, was clearly a little embarrassed. He realized that he wasn't in the right state of mind and was quite annoyed, as it should have been his time to perform well after "Edras".

"It's okay, I understand. You can adjust slowly."

Moen smiled and reassured Prince Edolas, knowing that Mistgang's troubled state of mind was indeed understandable.

After many years, I have returned to my own world and will once again face everything that is both familiar and somewhat strange. The problems that have troubled me for many years may finally come to an end.

Everything was affecting Mistgang; these were emotions he couldn't process overnight, and he needed to face them slowly.

(End of this chapter)