Fairy Tail: You call this Celestial Magic?!

Chapter 271 The Big Villain, Moen? (Please Subscribe!)
"By the way, Mystogan, are those floating islands a feature of your world? Floating islands? Are they inhabited?"

Led by the crow, Moen and Mistgang finally emerged from the dense jungle where the sky was almost invisible. Although there were still many strange plants in front of them, at least the sky was no longer blocked out, and there was a different view.

Moen looked up at the sky and saw many small islands floating above him; they were floating islands.

"And what is that flowing in the sky, a river?"

Moen's expression was strange. Although he had seen many plants and animals different from those in the "Aislandon" world while he was in the forest, none of them were as shocking as what he was seeing now.

Floating islands, and rivers that seem to flow in the sky—wait, buddy? Are you sure you want to vigorously develop science in a world like this?
Where the hell is this scientifically correct?!

Speaking of which, the world of "Edras" is very different from "Eslandon". The strange plants and animals are obviously not in line with common sense, or at least not in Moen's understanding.

If I had to say, many things in the world of "Aislandon" were consistent with Moen's understanding; trees were trees, and grass was grass.

Although this description may seem a bit abstract, it is perfectly normal compared to the world of "Edras".

This world of "Edras" is like a bizarre oil painting. The "trees" in the forest are strangely shaped, some like giant mushrooms, some like umbrellas, and they are all colorful. In short, there are no plants that look like proper trees.

The animals in it don't resemble any normal animals at all. There are huge, strange fish that run on the ground, and bizarre flying fish with wings and feet. They are even stranger than the monsters in "Aislandon".

"Well, he is indeed somewhat different from Eslandon."

Looking at all this, Mistgang's expression was somewhat nostalgic. This scene, so different from "Aislandon," was the world he was familiar with, the world he had always longed to change.

"It's not just a matter of being slightly different anymore."

Moen muttered a complaint, saying that this was completely unlike any "parallel world," it was an entirely different "other world."

"This forest is quite large, well, let's just call it a forest for now, I think that's what you call it here too?"

Moen sighed. They had only just left the dense forest area, which was full of strange animals. They hadn't seen a single person along the way. Hopefully, they would encounter some people as they went further. They desperately needed a local guide.

"That's the correct way to address it."

Mistgang wiped away a cold sweat. Although the "trees" did look quite different, this was indeed a forest.

"quack!"

While Moen and Mistgang were talking, several crows continued to fly forward, constantly searching for signs of human activity.

"We actually found them."

The cawing of the crows brought Moen a lot of information, the most useful of which was that he had finally seen humans.

"Great, now we should be able to go to the capital."

Mystergang breathed a sigh of relief. Once he got to the capital, he wouldn't feel as lost as he did now; he knew the capital very well.

At this moment, Mistgang thought he should have come and scout ahead by himself first, then he wouldn't be in such a sorry state now.

"Follow."

Without saying much, Moen rushed out and quickly arrived at the location of the raven, with Mistgang closely following him.

"Hello."

Seeing the middle-aged man staring at them in shock, Moen greeted him; they must have been speaking the same language.

This is beyond doubt, after all, Mystogan and they speak the same language, so there's no reason why other Edras wouldn't speak the same language.

"Hello"

The middle-aged man responded, swallowing hard, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at Moen as if he were some kind of monster. This made Moen frown and think.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Moen asked directly, as if the middle-aged man knew him.

"Gulp, no...nothing."

The middle-aged man took two steps back, clearly terrified, but he still shook his head in denial, though he continued to back away.

Moen squinted, his mind racing, and he had already thought of a possibility.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man, who had been slowly backing away to create distance, ran away without hesitation, letting out terrified screams as he ran.

"Gah!!!"

Moen didn't move. Instead, he sent the crow over and brought the struggling, screaming middle-aged man back to him.

"Pfft."

The middle-aged man was thrown to the ground by the crow and slumped down in front of Moen.

“Mistgang, do I have a bad reputation here?”

Moen didn't ask the middle-aged man, but instead asked Mister Gang.

"I don't know, I've never heard of it."

Mystergan shook his head blankly; he genuinely had never heard of it.

At least when Mystergan was still with Edras, he had never heard of Moen's reputation, which makes sense, considering that Moen was probably not very old at that time.

Moen only became truly famous in the world of "Aislandon" in the last few years, and his fame is due to the speed at which he became famous.

"Let me go! Please let me go! I have elderly parents and young children to support!"

After being carried back by the crow, the middle-aged man immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, pleading and wailing, tears streaming down his face.

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Moen was speechless. Now he was certain that there was another version of himself in this world, and it seemed that he was a villain, and a villain with a particularly bad reputation at that.

Mistgang was also very surprised, seemingly never expecting this to happen. What had happened during the years he was gone?
"Get up and answer my questions honestly, and I will spare your life."

Moen's expression turned serious, and he directly ordered, "Since you have a villainous reputation, then make good use of it."

"Yes! Ask away! I will answer to the best of my knowledge!"

The middle-aged man immediately stood up, his attitude extremely respectful, demonstrating that Moen's "prestige" was indeed very intimidating.

What kind of person is Moen?

Moen thought for a moment and decided to satisfy his curiosity first; he really wanted to know what kind of person Moen was in this world.

"You."

Moen's question left the middle-aged man speechless; he stammered and couldn't find the right answer.

How dare he answer such a question?

Mister Gang made a comment from behind.

How could this person dare to speak so casually without knowing Moen's true thoughts? What if he said something wrong and died?
Even if Moen of "Edras" really is a bad guy, would this guy really dare to reveal all the bad things Moen has done?

“It’s alright, just say it. Tell me the worst things. If you say something that satisfies me, I won’t hurt you; I’ll even reward you.” Moen ignored Mister Gang and smiled as he encouraged the man in front of him. The man was dressed in a style reminiscent of Native Americans. Was it some kind of traditional clothing from this region?
"The worst of the worst"

The middle-aged man swallowed hard, seemingly hesitant to speak.

"If you don't talk, I'll kill you."

Moen's expression changed instantly; his smile vanished, and he threatened viciously.

"You single-handedly slaughtered dozens of mage guilds! Not a single one was spared!"

Under Moen's threat, the middle-aged man shouted loudly, trembling with fear. After all, the man in front of him was a god of death, whose hands were stained with countless blood. Moreover, he killed not only mages but also ordinary people without hesitation.

"Is it so powerful?"

Moen was stunned for a moment, genuinely not expecting that he, from the world of "Edras," possessed such strength.

In fact, Moen never even thought that there was another version of himself in this world. Logically speaking, shouldn't he be unique?

After all, he doesn't exist in the story of Fairy Tail, so where did this "Edras" Moen come from?

Of course, there's no need to ask these questions. Even Moen himself can't figure it out, so naturally, no one else could possibly know.

"You are indeed very capable."

The middle-aged man echoed this sentiment, and it was indeed true. Without some strength, it would be impossible to have earned such a fearsome reputation.

Why should I destroy the Mage Guild?

Moen then asked, though he already had some guesses that it was definitely related to the depletion of magic power.

"It's the king's order."

The middle-aged man glanced at Moen furtively, his eyes filled with doubt, as if wondering what Moen was doing.

Moen turned to look at Mystorgan. Not only was the middle-aged man full of doubt, but Moen himself was also a little confused. Mystorgan did not know "Edrasmoen", but "Edrasmoen" was working for the king. Was that reasonable?
I really don't know.

Mystergan shook his head, answering with absolute certainty, his eyes filled with doubt as things took an increasingly bizarre turn.

"This probably happened in the last few years."

Moen nodded, not doubting Mystergang. Mystergang had been away from Edolas for five or six years, enough time for many things to happen. Mystergang didn't know much about these things, so it was normal for him to be completely in the dark.

"Have all the mage guilds been wiped out?"

Moen turned to the middle-aged man and asked again.

"No, no, there's still one guild left."

Upon hearing Moen's question, the middle-aged man's expression clearly showed some struggle, as if he did not want to reveal any relevant information.

Moen noticed this immediately and thought to himself, what a coincidence, this man probably has some connection with that guild.

Which guild?

Moen continued to ask, but he already had the answer in his heart. When he heard that there was only one mage guild, Moen already knew the answer, which must be "Fairy Tail". There was no other possibility.

"Fairy Tail"

Sure enough, the middle-aged man uttered the name, "Fairy Tail," the "Fairy Tail" from the world of "Edras."

Moen and Mistgang exchanged a glance, neither of them speaking. Mistgang looked somewhat surprised, while Moen played along.

"Take us to Fairy Tail."

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Moen spoke, knowing that this man must know the location of Fairy Tail.

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This time, the man did not speak again.

"Take us there, and we'll let you go, and..."

Moen narrowed his eyes and continued speaking.

"They saved my child, I won't betray them, kill me! You won't get anything out of me!"

Before Moen could continue speaking, the middle-aged man suddenly shouted, and as he shouted, he charged at Moen, appearing to have completely disregarded life and death.

"boom!"

With a casual flick of his wrist, Moen knocked the man unconscious.

"I never expected this guy to be so principled and grateful. Of course, what I never expected even more was that I was a serial killer in this world."

Looking at the middle-aged man lying on the ground, Moen was both amused and exasperated. He couldn't help but complain to Mister Gang.

"I didn't expect this either. It seems you also need to put on a facade."

Mister Gang smiled and said, still wearing a hat and mask, covering himself up completely. He suggested that Moen also disguise himself.

"We definitely need to disguise it."

Moen immediately took out his special disguise tools.

[Pope's Mask: Conceals aura, making it impossible to discern true identity.]

Moen put on the rather frightening mask. The moment he put it on, although nothing seemed to have changed, just that he was wearing a mask, Mistergang was momentarily dazed and doubted the identity of the person next to him for a moment.

"Let's go find out where this 'Fairy Tail' is. It shouldn't be too far, after all, we've already helped them before."

It was only when the masked Moen spoke that Mistgang realized again that the strange masked man in front of him was Moen.

"What an amazing magical item."

Mystergan couldn't help but marvel at how powerful the disguise was, not just in terms of physical disguise, but also in terms of psychological influence; even he, a master of hypnosis, had fallen for it.

"It's just a little gadget."

Moen smiled, not really caring. He was now completely intrigued by the Fairy Tail guild in this world, and by Moen himself.

"I really can't wait to see him."

Moen's eyes flashed with a fierce light, like a hunter eyeing its prey. The killing intent hidden in those eyes made Mistgang shiver involuntarily.

"Actually, I have some doubts. With such great strength, would he really submit to someone else?"

Mystogan asked from the side, "With the power to wipe out dozens of mage guilds by himself, can his father keep him in check? Would 'Moon of Edolas' be willing to submit to someone else?" Mystogan was skeptical.

"It's hard to say, but if I were in that situation, I definitely wouldn't."

Moen shook his head, trying to put himself in that role. He had already killed countless people and disregarded the rules, so how could he possibly respect the king? He could easily take his place.

If you are strong enough, why would you need to be someone else's dog?

A great man is born between heaven and earth; how can he remain subservient to others for long?
Not to mention Moen, even Mistgang himself didn't believe that his father's personal charisma could subdue such a powerful killer.

(End of this chapter)