Chapter 191: FTRJ: Chapter 191

Ultear nodded, her gaze fixed on the massive tree before her. “Even if I can’t, I have to. Rebirthing the Tenrou Tree is also my rebirth!” S

Ultear nodded, her gaze fixed on the massive tree before her.

“Even if I can’t, I have to. Rebirthing the Tenrou Tree is also my rebirth!”

She extended both hands, and three intricately patterned white magic circles materialized before her.

As the magic circles began to rotate, Tenrou Island was rocked by violent tremors. The broken roots before them slowly shifted, returning to their original positions.

The fractured surfaces gradually disappeared under the influence of time. One root, two roots… More and more roots were restored to their former glory.

Next, the severed branches, enveloped in an invisible force, gently ascended into the air, drifting upwards towards the main trunk.

Large beads of sweat trickled down Ultear’s forehead, falling to the ground. She gritted her teeth, pushing her magical power to its absolute limit.

The massive trunk of the tree, which had been lying submerged in the ocean, slowly began to rise, gradually returning to its upright position.

Nancy covered her mouth, seemingly trying to muffle her own sounds, so as not to disturb Ultear in her intense concentration.

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Meanwhile, Erza, locked in fierce combat with Azuma, watched in astonishment as the Tenrou Tree gradually began to regenerate.

“What’s going on here?” she questioned, her voice laced with disbelief.

Azuma’s brow furrowed slightly before a look of understanding dawned on his face.

“That’s Ultear,” he stated, his voice calm but revealing a hint of surprise.

“Ultear…” Erza repeated the name, her mind racing to comprehend the implications of this unexpected development.

“She’s one of the Seven Kin of Purgatory,” Azuma confirmed, his tone matter-of-fact.

“Why would one of the Seven Kin of Purgatory help us restore the Tenrou Tree?” Erza questioned, her face filled with confusion. Their two sides were locked in a bitter, seemingly unending conflict.

Azuma shook his head, his gaze fixed on the slowly regenerating Tenrou Tree, his expression filled with a mixture of bewilderment and uncertainty.

“Ultear… what exactly are you trying to accomplish?” he murmured, his voice barely audible.

Azuma clenched his fists, his thoughts racing. To be honest, he wasn’t particularly concerned about Ultear’s true motives at this moment.

However, he couldn’t help but wonder if the restoration of the Tenrou Tree would somehow affect Erza’s determination to fight him with her full strength. This was his primary concern.

As if sensing Azuma’s unspoken apprehension, Erza’s body began to radiate a brilliant golden light.

In the next instant, the damaged pieces of armor that had been protecting her body vanished completely.

Her crimson hair was now neatly tied up in a high ponytail, her upper body clad in a simple white cloth wrap, and her lower body adorned with loose, vibrant red wide-legged trousers.

The hems of her trousers featured golden patterns that resembled flickering flames, and she stood barefoot on the tree branch, her bare feet firmly planted on the surface.

Erza’s eyes blazed with an unwavering fighting spirit, her determination palpable.

Upon witnessing this transformation, Azuma’s brow furrowed slightly, his expression revealing a mixture of surprise and concern.

“Are you planning to give up?” he asked, his voice laced with a hint of doubt.

Erza shook her head, her hands forming loose fists, her unwavering resolve evident.

“Demon Blade—Crimson Reprisal!”

With a swift motion, she summoned the renowned demon blade, known as Crimson Reprisal, into her hands. Her entire being radiated a sharp, formidable aura.

“This is a blade that cannot be wielded unless one discards all forms of protective armor,” she explained, her voice calm and resolute.

Azuma’s eyes widened in astonishment, as he sensed the terrifying aura emanating from the blade. A genuine smile spread across his face, a smile born of pure excitement and anticipation.

“Let’s do this! A battle where everything is on the line! This is precisely the kind of conflict I’ve been yearning for!”

BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!

The Tenrou Tree emitted a series of thunderous booms.

The once fallen Tenrou Tree had finally been completely restored to its original, majestic form.

As the white magic circles dissipated, Ultear’s legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the ground, her body completely drained of energy.

The immense magical power required to restore the Tenrou Tree had pushed her to her absolute limits.

Nancy immediately rushed to Ultear’s side, checking on her condition. Ultear’s face was deathly pale, her forehead covered in a sheen of sweat that had matted her bangs to her forehead.

“Thank you… thank you so much… Ultear,” Nancy whispered softly, her voice filled with gratitude.

Upon hearing Nancy’s heartfelt words, a wide smile spread across Ultear’s face. She rolled over onto her back, positioning herself so that she could gaze directly at the magnificent Tenrou Tree.

She instinctively extended her hand towards the colossal tree, as if reaching out to grasp something intangible.

“It seems I’ve also been reborn, just like the Tenrou Tree,” she murmured, her voice filled with wonder.

The moment the Tenrou Tree was fully restored, the Fairy Tail marks on all the guild members began to radiate a dazzling, intense light.

The magical power that had been forcibly extracted from them flowed back into their bodies, restoring their strength and vitality.

*[Fairy Tail members, once again under the Tenrou Tree’s protection, are now capable of unleashing power beyond their wildest imaginations!]

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Freed and Bickslow, who had been previously suppressed, were resurrected, their combined might unleashed once more. The synergy between their Dark Magic and summoning magic allowed them to swiftly incapacitate countless numbers of their opponents.

On Laxus’s battlefield, Rustyrose’s advantage evaporated in an instant.

“Have you had enough?” Laxus roared, his voice filled with righteous fury, as he seized Rustyrose by the throat.

“Damn…” Rustyrose struggled desperately, his eyes filled with burning resentment towards Ultear, for she alone possessed the power to restore the Tenrou Tree.

With a swift, powerful movement, Laxus hurled Rustyrose high into the air.

Terrifying bolts of lightning began to gather in Laxus’s hands, their energy crackling menacingly.

“Repent for your sins!” he thundered, his voice echoing across the battlefield.

“Lightning Dragon’s Heavenward Halberd!”

A radiant golden magic circle materialized in Laxus’s hands, and a halberd formed entirely of lightning shot forth, striking Rustyrose directly in mid-air.

The intense golden light of the attack blinded Rustyrose completely.

“Aaaaaah!!”

The searing pain that coursed through his body caused him to let out a series of agonizing screams.

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Meanwhile, a dramatic shift in the tide of battle occurred on Gildarts’ battlefield, not far from where Finn was engaged in his own desperate struggle.

Gildarts, who had been severely battered by Bluenote’s relentless attacks while his magical power was depleted, seized Bluenote’s fist with his own.

“To be reduced to such a pitiful state… it would be a disgrace to my authority as the examiner,” Gildarts muttered, his voice low and heavy with determination.

“I must maintain the image of a powerful mage in front of those youngsters!”

With renewed vigor, Gildarts unleashed a furious barrage of attacks, relentlessly pummeling Bluenote, returning the pain and suffering he had inflicted.

Stunned by Gildarts’ unexpected resurgence, Bluenote resorted to unleashing his most powerful magic.

Gravity Magic—Super Gravity Sphere!

The moment this magic was unleashed, everything in the vicinity seemed to be drawn towards the sphere, sucked into its powerful gravitational pull.

This was an infinite gravity field, capable of absorbing all matter.

However, Gildarts merely extended his hand slowly towards the sphere.

In the next instant, to Bluenote’s utter astonishment, cracks began to appear on the surface of the black gravity sphere.

The cracks spread rapidly, instantly crisscrossing the entire surface of the sphere, before finally shattering it completely under Gildarts’ immense power.

“Magic… it actually cracked?” Gildarts murmured, his voice filled with disbelief, even as he uttered the conclusion that he himself found almost impossible to believe.

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