A magic merchant infiltrating Fairy Tail

"Let's see what you've got! The power of the evolved Arc of Manifestation!!!"

Chapter 325 The Limits of Imagination

The Arc of Manifestation is not a form of magic, but the two have a similar effect.

The former relies on one's own memory, and the use of magic requires "pre-existing" knowledge; while the latter has no such limitation, and the power of magic depends on the user's imagination.

If it is classified as a type of magic called "shape-making," then it can almost be called "illusion shape-making."

Although he was in the Dark Guild, Lastiros was a book lover, as it enriched his imagination. Naturally, he became a fan of "Light of Hope," the most famous novelist in the Kingdom of Fiore.

This author wrote a series of wonderful and moving stories, in which all kinds of strange and wonderful magic and props had a great influence on his "Arc of Manifestation".

"Let's use you as the first test subjects to see how powerful the imaginary creations derived from books can be!"

Under the astonished gazes of Philid and Biguslo, Lastiros suddenly changed his previous dejected expression, casually spreading his hands outwards. His spectacled eyes revealed boundless madness in the rain, as well as an eagerness to try out new imaginings!

"Appear! Ironclad armor residing within me!"

The use of the Arc of Manifestation has two limitations: one is the limitation of imagination, and the other is the limitation of magic.

Human imagination has its limits; the more complex something is, the harder it is to imagine it out of thin air.

This is why Lastiros has always used the simplest melee weapons. The structure and attack methods of melee weapons are relatively simple, and you don't need to spend a lot of mental energy to imagine them. You only need to use magic to improve their attributes.

However, if there are things that can be used as a reference, and then added to, modified, and mixed in, the operation of "imagination" will be much easier.

As soon as he finished speaking, his magic surged, and a silver-white steel armor appeared out of thin air on Lustiros. The armor looked very heavy and full of powerful beauty, completely enveloping him.

"This is armor?!"

"Could it be that this guy... is willing to abandon all dignity for the sake of victory?"

Seeing this, Philid and Bigus were astonished, for this creation was stylistically very different from their previous creations.

Lustiros, inside his armor, gritted his teeth in resentment. He wouldn't have wanted to resort to this turtle-shell-like fighting style unless absolutely necessary, but the attacks and speed of the two in front of him were far beyond his reach, leaving him with no other choice.

The existence of Biguslow limited the form of his creations. Since he couldn't create things like steel warriors or steel monsters, he could only wear armor on himself.

"Die!" Lastiros roared, and his armor suddenly underwent a strange transformation.

Suddenly, a piece of iron shot straight up into the sky from behind it. Then, with its base as the center, the iron piece spread out to both sides, instantly forming a circular iron disc with a radius of one meter.

Biguslo asked in confusion, "What is this?"

The next moment, hundreds of round gun muzzles, each three centimeters in diameter and varying in length, suddenly appeared on the iron plate. On the two iron arms, chest, and shoulders of the armor, there were magic beam cannons of different calibers.

The entire suit of armor instantly transformed into a long-range weapon arsenal, appearing to be incredibly powerful.

"What?!"

Philid and Bigusro stared in disbelief at their opponent's transformation. Before they could react, their attention was drawn to the flashes of gunfire and the energy of the magic cluster cannon.

The next moment, gunfire erupted, and the roar of gunfire echoed through the sky.

bang bang bang...

Boom! Boom! Boom! ...

"Dark text, rejected!"

With a swift stroke of his longsword, Philid wrote the word "refusal" in the air, forming a magical barrier that blocked all the bullets at the last second.

However, the magic barrier is not a panacea. It can deal with bullets, but it is not so easy to put down the attack of laser cannons!

"No! No! No!..."

Seeing that the magic barrier was showing signs of cracking, Philid immediately set up another barrier, which he then dispelled and retreated.

But the laser cannon seemed to encounter no obstacles whatsoever, its attack power undiminished, shattering the magic barrier that Philid had painstakingly created one after another.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Get out of the way!

With a loud shout, two figures, one in black and one in purple, jumped to the sides simultaneously, dodging the attack before the laser cannon broke through the last barrier.

"That was close..." Biguslo said, still shaken. "This guy actually had this kind of attack method? He didn't seem that strong..."

"However, since it's this type of armor, its defense and speed probably aren't that strong, right?"

Completely unfazed by the enemy's guns and cannons, Bigelow instead commanded the puppets to attack again: "X Formation!"

The puppets obeyed the command, immediately forming an "X" formation and simultaneously spitting out green lasers to attack the armor in front of them. However...

"Is that so? The Wings of Pegasus!"

Rastiros sneered, and suddenly a pair of white wings sprouted from the feet of his armor, just like the Pegasus Wings from before. Then, he bent his knees, stomped his feet on the ground, and flew into the air.

"Line formation!"

"Victory formation!"

"Heavy particle array!"

Boom... Boom... Boom...

Bigusro commanded the puppets to attack repeatedly, but the armored warriors rose and fell, their positions unpredictable, making it impossible for the laser beams to catch up.

"His movements became so fast!"

Seeing that his teammates' attacks were failing, Philid's eyes narrowed, he raised his longsword diagonally, and unleashed another spell: "Dark Script, Wings!"

The words materialized, and the Dark Knight instantly sprouted wings, soaring into the sky to stand against the steel armor.

"Trying to get close to battle? Then come and try! I'm completely different now!"

Rashiros's pride fueled his competitive spirit. Seeing that Philid seemed to be planning a close-quarters fight, he didn't retreat but instead advanced, intending to test his skills against the dark knight before him.

In mid-air, magic surged on the steel armor. To avoid wasting magic, Lustiros dissipated all his guns and cannons, replacing them with an evolved set of combat gear.

"A black sword, a golden shield!"

The black sword is no longer the iron claw of the past, but a double-edged longsword. It has lost its extension and piercing properties, but has greatly increased the power of its slashing.

The Golden Shield has been redesigned with a round shield, a special metal material, and a smaller size. It is embedded in the left arm and can block enemy attacks with a simple raise of the hand.

With armor, sword, and shield combined, plus wings on his feet, Lastiros instantly transformed into a flying knight! But his transformation didn't stop there!

"The Holy White Cannon, residing in the palm of your hand, piercing through all things!"

Abandoning quantity for the sake of quality, the light cannon appeared in the left palm of the armor as Lastiros imagined, making that left arm a piece of equipment that combines offense and defense.

At this time, the armor was fully equipped for both melee and ranged combat, as well as attack and defense.

With his equipment upgraded, Lastiros' confidence soared once more, and he actually took the initiative to attack Philid. Philid also drew his sword and swooped down, and the two were like two arrows, one black and one white, about to collide in mid-air!

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Before he even got close, Lastiros raised his left hand and fired three shots at Philid.

The attack came suddenly. Philid hurriedly activated the wings on his back. Although he dodged the first two cannon shots, he was hit by the third beam cannon and his body fell from the sky!

"Felid!"

Bigusro shouted and rushed forward to check on him. Fortunately, Philid's defense was greatly enhanced in "Shadowless" state. Although he was in a sorry state, his injuries were not serious.

"This is really troublesome!"

With his opponent in the air, Bigusro's power is limited. Although the five puppets can carry him, they cannot spread out their attacks, which greatly reduces his mobility in battle.

"It's okay! I'll beat him!"

Philid stood up, his face serious. The whites of his eyes turned black and his pupils turned purple. Then, using his sword as a pen and his body as a book, he used magic to create ink and imprinted a dark character on his body.

"Dark text, darkness!!!"

Chapter 326 The Real Demon

Forbidden magic, darkness.

This is a spell that Philid rarely uses. There are many reasons why he doesn't use it often, such as the severe consumption of magic power, the difficulty in controlling the attack's intensity, and the potential for his mind to darken. But the most important reason is...

"To be honest, I don't like this look!"

At this moment, Fred had long, disheveled green hair, thin horns protruding from both sides of his forehead, angry eyes, sharp ears, fangs, and a fierce and menacing look, with a touch of unbridled wildness.

His body swelled up dramatically, growing from 175 cm to over two meters tall. His entire body was covered in muscles, with ten neatly arranged muscle groups on his chest and abdomen alone. His skin turned as black as ink, and he developed cheetah-like spots.

A truly demonic appearance!

Seeing his companion getting serious, Biguslow chuckled and said, "The opponent is 'The Heart of the Devil,' so you plan to use 'devil' to fight 'devil'?"

"Yes, so leave this battle to me!" The cold voice came from the demon in front of him, making the already chilly temperature drop several degrees.

Lastiros descended from the sky, the heavy steel landing smoothly with barely a sound: "It's completely transformed into a monster..."

Looking at the drastically changed appearance of Ferid, he couldn't help but gasp: "To win the battle, you're willing to abandon your human identity and become a demon?"

"Demon or monster, it doesn't matter!" Felid, now a demon, spoke in a ruthless tone, "As long as I have the power to protect my comrades and guild, I don't care what I become!"

Inside the armor, Lustiros felt a chill run down his spine, cold sweat breaking out on his back: "That's really not elegant at all! Are all the Fairy Tail members scary?"

The rain poured down harder and harder, and the two men, poised to strike, each exuded an imposing aura.

With his body exposed, Felid exuded a beastly aura, and anyone who saw him at first glance could sense his astonishing strength and speed.

Lastiros concealed himself, wearing only a specially made mask on his face. The rest of his armor was tightly connected, and even the joints had extremely high flexibility and extensibility, allowing him to be both offensive and defensive without being restricted by changes in combat stance.

Wildness and restraint, muscle and machinery—there are many things about the two that are worth comparing, but in the next moment, all these differences are overshadowed by their respective explosive attacks.

"Dark script, destroy!"

Knowing that his opponent was protected by armor, magic such as "pain" and "terror" would not be very effective, so Philid changed his attack to more destructive text.

He no longer uses that Western longsword as a pen to write; he can quickly cast spells with just a stroke of two fingers.

On the other side, Rastiros raised his left arm slightly, and a golden round shield blocked the dark text coming towards him. The powerful defense not only neutralized the "destruction", but also showed a faint tendency to rebound.

Then, with a long shout, he swung his sword down with his right hand!