Fairy Tail: You call this Celestial Spirit Magic?!

Chapter 463 A Century-Long Mission (Please Subscribe!)

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Even Natsu was starting to lose his composure. He scratched his head in confusion, feeling that it would have been better if he hadn't known about his past. Most importantly, he couldn't possibly feel any "brotherly affection" for Zeref after learning about these things.

"It doesn't matter. Fairy Tail is my home. If that Zeref really wants to destroy the world and become an enemy of Fairy Tail, I definitely won't show him any mercy!"

After struggling with the decision for a while, Natsu quickly came to a conclusion: he has always been straightforward and speaks his mind.

Even if Zeref really was his brother, even if it was Zeref who resurrected him, his upbringing taught him that good and evil cannot coexist, and he would not allow Zeref to do evil.

"Alright, I've told you everything about your background, there's nothing else."

Moen chuckled and patted Natsu's head. Natsu's reaction was not unexpected; in fact, it was quite normal.

For most people, the bond between parents and children is definitely stronger than that between parents and children. No matter what kind of person Zeref is, he can never surpass Igneel and Fairy Tail in Natsu's heart.

Because Natsu has no memory of Zeref at all, it makes it difficult for him to have a good impression of Zeref, since Zeref has always been a villain in Natsu's mind.

The things Zeref did, as Moen and Igneel just described, such as creating a large number of demons and then setting them free, were very difficult for Natsu to accept. It was something that no normal person could do.

Seeing that Natsu had stopped worrying and quickly adjusted his mindset, Moen didn't linger and immediately used Teleport to leave.

Moen did not intend to participate in Igneel's special training of Natsu, since their main training was "Fire Dragon Slayer Magic".

Each of the dragons took their respective Dragon Slayer Mages away. They were going to teach the children all the secrets of "Dragon Slayer Magic" and give them special training to further enhance their strength.

Moen returned to the Fairy Tail guild hall and began to ponder how to unlock more Gold Cloths.

Now, Moen has collected all eight Gold Cloths, and his understanding of "Cosmo" is infinitely close to the "Seventh Sense," which can be described as the "Sixth Sense Perfection Realm," or the "Pseudo-Seventh Sense Realm," and he is only one step away from breaking the speed of light.

In fact, according to Moen's assessment of the "Black Dragon's" strength, his current strength is more than enough to kill the "Black Dragon". In fact, he was already close to that level when he was in the "mid-stage of the Sixth Sense", and now it can be said that as long as nothing unexpected happens, he can basically handle it with ease.

But Moen still wanted to be more cautious. Since they hadn't found any trace of the "black dragon" yet, he naturally wanted to find a way to improve his strength and try to overwhelm it.

Three months have passed, and there is still no news about "Black Dragon".

"Taurus, Aquarius, Virgo, Scorpio, these are the four pieces left. Once I unlock just one more, I will be able to break through the bottleneck and reach the realm of the Seventh Sense."

During this time, Moen consolidated and familiarized himself with his newly acquired abilities and the combat mode that was almost at the speed of light, while also thinking about how to trigger the mission.

"It's really too difficult to break through the bottleneck and reach the Seventh Sense on my own. This isn't something that can be done overnight. I still need the system's help. I can't force it without hard work. [Saint Seiya System], let me see your limits!"

Moen's goal was clear: to unlock all the Gold Cloths as soon as possible.

However, the requirements for triggering missions are getting higher and higher, especially for missions where the reward is the [Golden Cloth].

The missions that reward Bronze Cloth and Silver Cloth are still relatively easy to trigger. In the past three months, Moen has unlocked a few more Bronze and Silver Cloths, but this has had a negligible impact on his strength.

"As expected... I still need to look into that century-old mission?"

In the end, Moen turned his attention to the "Centennial Mission," as it was the most direct method he could think of at the moment.

"With such a high level of difficulty and such a mysterious mission, the reward should be pretty good, right?"

Without hesitation, Moen accepted the "Centennial Mission," a mission that no one could complete, a mission that was so difficult that even returning alive was hard to achieve. He would be the one to bring it to a complete end.

"Smack."

Moen went to the front desk, slapped the "Centennial Mission" form on his hand, and smiled as he asked Mirajane to register him. Even though he was now the guild leader, he still had to follow the proper procedures, or rather, he had to follow them even more. He had to set a good example so that his superiors could follow suit.

"Moen, are you really going?"

Upon seeing the list of "Centennial Missions," Mirajane hesitated for a moment, her face filled with worry. Even though Moen was incredibly powerful, no one had been able to complete these "Centennial Missions" for so many years, so there must be something special about him, which made her worry.

"Don't worry, I'm not afraid of Black Dragon or Zeref, so why would I be afraid of this so-called century-long mission? Just wait for my good news."

Moen confidently assured him, and his companions all moved closer upon hearing this.

"Is the guild leader finally going to make a move on the century-old mission?!"

"If it's President Moen, then it should be possible, right?!"

Will it be completed?

"It will be completed!"

The guild members were discussing it amongst themselves, but overall they had great confidence in Moen. Many in the guild had become somewhat blindly obedient to Moen and their invincible guild leader.

Seeing Moen's resolute attitude, Mirajane did not try to persuade him any further. Although she couldn't help but worry, she couldn't imagine what kind of enemy could cause Moen any trouble. Even the "Black Dragon" and "Zeref" couldn't do anything to Moen, so this "Centennial Mission" would definitely be completed by Moen with ease.

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Moen's lips twitched. Although everyone's trust in him was gratifying, the atmosphere at the moment made him think of some unpleasant things.

The last person who was considered invincible and on whom everyone placed high hopes seemed to have ultimately made a huge mistake.

Moen shook his head. The idea that he had two and a half points of enlightenment was purely the author's whim, while he was an existence that transcended the Three Realms and was not within the Five Elements!

The author of Fairy Tail certainly couldn't possibly outmaneuver Moen. Those enemies that might be troublesome for Fairy Tail would all have to behave themselves in front of him. Even tigers would have to lie low, and dragons would have to coil up!

Amidst the cheers of "Invincible," "We'll win," and "If it's Moen, there'll definitely be no problem" from everyone in Fairy Tail, Moen embarked on his journey to the "Centennial Quest."

The location of this "Centennial Mission" is in "Northern Continent Giltina". Moen has never been to this place before, since the "Kingdom of Fiore" is located in the southwest of the "Ishgar Continent", which is a bit far from "Northern Continent Giltina".

The Kingdom of Fiore is relatively close to the Western Continent of Aragidasia, so it receives many immigrants from the Western Continent and knows a thing or two about the Alvarez Empire there, since the two sides almost went to war.

However, the Kingdom of Fiore is basically completely unfamiliar with the "Northern Continent of Giltina," and the isolation policy of the "Northern Continent of Giltina" is even harsher than that of the "Western Continent of Alakidasia," basically having no connection with other continents.

"Dragon of the Magic Array..."

Standing on the edge of the coastal cliffs at the northernmost point of the continent of Ishgar, Moen suddenly opened his eyes. He had already locked onto his destination: the "Dragon of the Magic Array," a name with a long history, the legendary first mage guild.

Of course, no one knows the specifics; the mists of time, spanning hundreds of years, have long since obscured these events.

Furthermore, the "Northern Continent of Kirtina" is highly isolated from the outside world, making it all the more remarkable that the story of the "Dragon of the Magic Array" has been passed down for so long.

Moen's current abilities are not yet at the level of a Gold Saint who can "know everything happening in the world from home," nor can he see the entire globe from any position.

But even standing here, separated from the "Northern Continent of Giltina" only by a strait, he can still see into the "Northern Continent of Giltina," which is already an extremely abnormal ability.

"It's indeed quite backward that there isn't even a railway."

Moen glanced around and saw very few railway lines. It seemed that there were only a few lines in the entire "Northern Continent Kirtina". The transportation methods in other places were still very primitive and backward.

"Buzz!"

Moen activated his "Cosmos" ability and used [Mind Transfer] to directly lock onto the coordinates and teleport himself to the front of the "Dragon of the Magic Array" guild.

At this point, Moen had only been on his journey for a short time, but he had already accomplished what most people had not.

After all, it would take almost a year for anyone else to travel from the Kingdom of Fiore to the Dragon of the Magic Array, even in the shortest possible time.

But for Moen, it was just a matter of teleporting a few times. It was just that "Northern Continent Giltina" and "Dragon of the Magic Array" had never been here before, so he needed to observe the situation in advance. Otherwise, Moen would arrive at the "Dragon of the Magic Array" guild much faster.

Moen looked up and saw a magnificent yet dilapidated building in front of him.

This building is less a guild hall and more an ancient castle eroded by time. The massive stone building is constructed of dark gray rocks, with a rugged and heavy style, and an overall sense of vicissitude.

Above the castle, a colossal stone dragon sits, its head bowed and wings outstretched. Though carved from rock, its eyes seem to hold boundless majesty and sorrow as it looks down upon the entrance to the guild hall below.

This giant dragon statue is the symbol of the "Dragon of the Magic Array" guild, and the origin of its name. This legendary first mage guild has obviously been completely ruined.

The entire guild hall was shrouded in deathly silence and ruin. The castle walls were covered with deep claw marks and charred marks left by magical bombardment. Many windows were broken, revealing dark holes, clearly indicating that it had been through a war.

Vines and moss grew rampant in the cracks of the castle's stones, covering large areas, and the air was filled with dust and the smell of decay, making it look nothing like a place where anyone lived.

There was indeed no human voice here, no clamor of mages, only the mournful sound of the wind blowing through the broken walls and ruins.

"As expected...it's completely empty."

Moen muttered to himself. His perception of the [Minicosm] had already swept across the entire castle, confirming that apart from himself, there was no sign of any living person here. Hundreds of years was enough for a once glorious guild to fall into complete silence.

However, the absence of living people does not mean the absence of other creatures. Moen frowned slightly. He could hear the strong heartbeat, which was not human but similar to that of Igniel and the others. There was a dragon in this guild.

Without hesitation, Moen strode toward the heavy, rusty stone door. It was unlocked, and with a gentle push, it creaked open, raising a cloud of dust.

Inside the gate was an extremely spacious yet equally dilapidated hall. Sunlight streamed in through the broken high windows, forming murky beams that illuminated the dust motes dancing in the air.

The hall was in complete disarray, with broken stone pillars, overturned tables and chairs, scattered pages of books, and fragments of broken magical artifacts everywhere. Where the guild flag may have once hung on the walls, only mottled traces remained.

Clearly, the destruction of the "Dragon of the Magic Array" was not due to natural causes, but to war, or even possibly not a war between humans, but a war between humans and the dragon.

Moen's gaze swept across the hall. With his extensive experience, he was able to quickly make a judgment: a dragon had definitely been here.

"Buzz!"

Moen's eyes gleamed with golden light.

"I've found you."

"Buzz!"

The next second, Moen flashed and he arrived not far in front of the "person".

Moen looked up and saw that this "person" had a human form, but was definitely not human.

Moen was 100% certain of this; this guy was definitely a dragon.

The "person" was tall and strong, wearing an ancient robe and armor that seemed to be made of some kind of tough animal hide and metal plates, and holding a staff with a jewel on top.

What is most striking is the "person's" hair and beard, which are pure, silvery-white long hair and long beard that shimmer with a metallic sheen, like flowing moonlight.

The "person" had an old, weathered face, and a smile on his face. His eyes, which seemed to contain unimaginable vicissitudes and strength, were quietly watching Moen, who had intruded into this place.

He stood there, seemingly one with the ancient ruins, a living, heavy piece of history in himself.

"So you've finally arrived? The 99th Hero Team, but... are you all alone?"

The dignified old man spoke, his voice tinged with doubt, as if he hadn't expected Moen to come alone.

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