Fairy Tail: You call this Celestial Magic?!

Chapter 279 Who are you? And who am I? (Please subscribe!)

"you you you"

Looking at Moen standing in front of him, at that familiar face, Moen Darkning's expression finally turned to fear.

If at first he thought someone was using magical artifacts to impersonate him, he no longer thinks so, because this guy can even draw upon the magic of stars!
"You also have a star stone?! That's impossible!"

Moen Darkning collapsed to the ground, his face filled with disbelief. The "Star Stone" in his hand was the key reason for his extraordinary strength and the source of his confidence in dominating the world.

Even when the world's magic was depleted, he could still draw upon "stellar magic," which was far purer than ordinary magic, making him invincible.

Moen Daknin firmly believes that there is absolutely no one else in the world with this ability, at least he has never met anyone like him.

"Where did you get this thing from?"

Moen slowly stepped forward, his expression filled with curiosity. He was genuinely curious, his gaze fixed on the "star stone" held in "Edras Moen's" hand. This small, prismatic crystal was able to draw upon the power of the stars; it was truly amazing.

"This is my treasure! You can't take it away from me!"

However, Moen's gaze and his question seemed to have struck a nerve with "Edras Moen," who immediately burst into a tirade and went into a state of stress; to put it simply, he started breathing heavily.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Moen Darkning held the "Star Stone" and kept urging it on. He was still not giving up. All along, the stars had obeyed his commands, provided him with magic power, and eliminated so many mages for him. How could they possibly lose control?!
However, as it turned out, the "star stone" in his hand dared not even breathe on Moen. The commands issued by the "star stone" could not cross the line in the face of Moen's will.

With just a thought, Moen completely erased the command, so naturally, "Edras Moen" received no response from the stars.

"It's impossible, it's impossible."

Moen Daknin stared blankly, unwilling to believe the truth.

My baby. My baby.

Looking at the "star stone" in his hand, Moen Darkning seemed to be possessed, muttering to himself incessantly. He appeared to have lost his will to fight and had given up resisting.

"I still prefer your initial attitude."

Arriving in front of "Edras Moen," Moen said, "This guy looks so lifeless right now, and with that face, it's really awkward for Moen to look at him."

"my darling."

The man continued repeating "Edrasmoen," seemingly oblivious to Moen's taunts, but as Moen approached, his expression suddenly turned ruthless.

"go to hell!!!"

Moen Darkning looked fierce, grabbed the greatsword beside him and slashed at Moen who had walked up to him. The slash was powerful and heavy, which was obviously what he had planned from the beginning. He had just pretended to be weak to make Moen lower his guard.

"Buzz!"

Moen vanished, his greatsword sweeping past without striking anything, which darkened Moen Darkning's expression.

But he didn't hesitate. He immediately and decisively got up, picked up his greatsword again, and started fighting. The madness on his face had disappeared. No matter how shocked or uncomfortable he was, survival was the most important thing now. He never gave up the idea of ​​living.

"Why bother? Knowing you're going to die anyway."

Moen sighed and appeared on the sofa beside him, sitting comfortably. He looked at "Edras Moen" holding the greatsword, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

Compared to before, the current appearance of "Edrasmoen" desperately trying to survive and fighting to the death is indeed more pleasing to Moen's eye. Although they may be very different in personality, at least they don't make themselves look so pathetic.

Moen Darkning didn't speak. Seeing Moen sitting on the sofa, some distance away, he ran without hesitation to the window and slammed into it. He wasn't entirely stupid; he knew escaping the enclosed space was crucial. "Boom!"

However, although the window was broken, he was bounced back and crashed hard onto the floor, looking quite disheveled.

"That is."

Looking at the seemingly non-existent yet real "crystal wall," Moen Daknin's mind went blank.

"Could it be that"

Moen Daknin's gaze fell on Moen, who was still sitting calmly on the sofa, and the shock and fear in his eyes became tangible once again.

"That's right, it's all sealed off."

Moen nodded, smiled, and gave an affirmative answer. He knew what this "Edras Moen" wanted to ask.

"."

Moen Darkning fell silent, then raised his hand and tossed the greatsword aside, this time throwing it much farther.

"Click."

At the same time, his silver armor disappeared, indicating that he had exited combat mode and relaxed completely.

"Can we have a proper talk now?"

Despite seeing "Edrasmoen's" series of actions, Moen still maintained a smiling expression, appearing harmless.

"Excuse me."

Moen Daknin plopped down on the ground, fiddling with the "star stone" in his hand, and obediently began to speak.

"The origin of this star stone."

Moen asked his first question; he was still very curious about the "Star Stone".

As for "Edrasmoun" himself, Moun had no interest in him. In his eyes, this guy was just a walking "Gemini Gold Cloth" and he definitely had to kill him.

Moen was determined to kill him, not only because the guy's face was unsettling, but also because of what the guy had done—things that solidified Moen's resolve to kill him.

Moen Darkning looked up, seemingly recalling something. Just when Moen thought there would be no result, the guy suddenly spoke.

“I’ve had it since I was a child. My father said that when he found me, this star stone was right next to me.”

Looking at the "Star Stone" in his hand, Moen Daknin sighed deeply.

Why was he so convinced that no one else could possess such power? It was because it was a special tool he had since childhood.

Over the years, he had never seen anyone else have had this, or even heard of it, so it was perfectly normal for him to have this idea. But he never expected to stumble today.

"Who exactly are you? And who am I?"

Looking at Moen, at that face, Moen Darkning asked somewhat blankly, he really couldn't understand any of this anymore.

Moen Darkning knew that if the man's appearance and abilities were real, then there must be something wrong with his own background.

(End of this chapter)