Chapter 108: The Battle of Fairy Tail (5)

~Third POV~

Elsewhere back at the guild with the rest of the members stuck inside the situation looks better for them seeing one of the members of the Thunder Tribe lose.

*Ding*

"[Winner: Silva Knight]"

"[Fried: Has been retired.]"

Natsu, Happy, and Makarov's eyes all sighed in relief seeing that one of Laxus's members was defeated in less than a few seconds with Natsu speaking out, "Ha! Looks like your thunder whatever ain't much for him Laxus!! Your group has nothing on him!!"

Laxus sitting with them as a Thought Projection merely scoffs at Fried's defeat against the other guild members, "Tch. He was just weak there's nothing more to be said. Fried lost that is all that needs to be said. Even with him out you need to defeat the other 2 me included. But you can't solely just be relying on him with only 41 members remaining."

Makarov merely remains calm, but his appearance betrays his emotions of the situation unfolding thinking to himself in a grave tone, 'Everything happening with Laxus stunt pains me to see my own children fight amongst each other. But it's my responsibility…'

Makarov spoke out his words just about to give up wanting the madness to end, "Fine. Very well. I surrender. Now stop all this, Laxus."

However, contrary to wanting all of this to end peacefully Laxus grins wickedly at Makarov's kindness to surrender revealing his true goal, "We can't have that…!!! I mean, if the master of the world-famous Fairy Tail guild is willing to admit defeat so easily… the only right thing for him to do is resign his position and transfer his seat position of master of Fairy Tail to me!!!"

Listening to his true objective Makarov expresses in pure shock at his grandson's words in disbelief, "So that's what you've been plotting from the start!!!"

Laxus expresses a feral grin trying to pressure Makarov to give up his spot with arrogance in his tone, "There's only an hour and a half left before those stone statues of women turn to sand!!! Think it over very carefully!!!!"

Feeling the pressure against them Makarov for his part didn't put him in a good mood clenching his fist tightly at the scene unfolding.

Mavis witnessing everything could only sit down in the guild observing the stone statues or specifically Erza's state her eyebrow raising slightly seeing a slight stir in her Magic Power inside the statue.

Mavis merely smiled as she thought to herself noticing the effects of Evergreen Eye Magic are fading away, 'Interesting… it seems like Evergreen's spell is wearing off on Erza. Did she have a protective shielding of her eyes or an implant?'

With her attention drawn Mavis views more screens popping up causing her to frown at how many members are losing.

*Ding*

"[Winner: Evergreen]"

"[Elfman: Unable to defend.]"

*Veet*

[Remaining numbers: 29]

*Ding*

"[Winner: Bickslow]"

"[Gray: Unable to defend.]"

*Veet*

[Remaining numbers: 28]

As time continues more numbers of the Fairy Tail members begin to fall shortly till finally, Gajeel makes himself known only for him to be stuck inside as well much to everyone's shock.

Waiting patiently Makarov saw only the remaining numbers on the screen to his showing the remaining people standing left…

[Remaining numbers: 3]

Mavis frowns seeing this confused her as she thinks to herself in a confused tone, 'What…? Silva with your skills you're able to handle them with others… why haven't you yet…'

Unaware Makarov's heart is enduring too much stress building up...

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Taking a stroll outside Bickslow finishes up his group of enemies with ease with his tongue sticking out seeing the screen pop up, "Man Laxus called it right to have our Magic tied to Fried <Jutsu Shiki>. He thought way ahead for any possibility that could ruin the fairy carnage. Ain't that right babies!!!"

"Yeah!"

His totem statues spoke out using his Human Possession Magic keeping them in formation while moving around freely in Magnolia Town.

*Tmp*

Hearing steps Bickslow eyes landed on Silva casually walking towards him with his eyes closed and talking to him relying on his senses, "Hello there Bickslow you seem to have a good time. How's the Fairy Festival Laxus created going?"

Holding his weapon at the ready Bickslow glared at Silva already ensuring not use his eyes to see him or specifically his own Eye Magic <Figure Eyes> to control him if he made eye contact with him.

More specifically Bickslow is viewing Silva's soul but the main issue is he can't perceive his soul for whatever reason.

It's like viewing it is blurred out even squinting to try and see clearly this close only to see blurs of Silva's soul as if something he can't be able to view.

In fact, what he saw was some kind of figure within his soul. The more he looked at it the more he saw circuits pulsing his soul as if it beats sending Magic Power through his soul moving alive like a heart.

A small bead of sweat falls from his face thinking to himself in concern of a person's soul being this secretive, 'What the hell…? Why the heck is his soul like that? This is the first time I've seen a soul being blurred before… was he transplanted a Lacrima? And why does it feel… big? No like colossal that his soul… no matter.'

He shakes his head regaining his composure sticking out his tongue getting back to the feeling of taking care of his enemy in front of him in an upbeat attitude, "No matter!! With 3 left all I need is to take you out. Why not open your eyes I promise I won't bite. Not…!!!"

Swinging his body back with his totems dispersing already forming he has his arm with an open palm directed at him, "<Line Formation>!"

*Shiii*

All the totems began to line up activating their Magic Power forming into a linear formation and releasing a large, vertical crescent-shaped beam, roughly taller than a human, heading towards Silva's direction.

*Shinng*

*Brrr*

*Boom*

Before it could collide with Silva Saber appeared and used <Garuda Flame> with Hrunting canceling each attack while Silva casually walked closer with Arifar shrouding in <Invisible Wind> as the clash of the two skills dispersed from his wind.

Bickslow noticing him casually approaching him opens his arms wide puffing his chest out as he mocks Silva in a prideful tone, "Oh ho? You think you can walk to me?"

Silva merely replied in a neutral tone making himself the center of attention preparing to use any means necessary to defeat his opponent, "How else? I need to get closer to you while I beat some sense into you lot."

*Frrr*

Bickslow having his senses up quickly sidesteps becoming a frozen popsicle as ice appeared out of nowhere by <Cryokinesis > feeling the change of temperature gazing at Silva in a serious manner.

No jokes were needed as he directed his full attention towards Silva as Bickslow began to cross his arms before himself in an X shape, prompting four of his dolls to gather around him in a matching "X"-shaped pattern unleashing his attack-catching Silva by surprise, "Now my babies…! <X Formation>!"

*Pew*

Not recalling that attack before with surprise on Silva's expression Bickslow remained cautious at the person he was facing thinking to himself in a calm tone, 'Seems like he doesn't know everything as we were informed. Laxus did say we needed tricks to play against a trickster because he comes with preparation in advance with his Eye Magic. Looks like having some new tricks on this kid will get him off guard. And…'

Gazing at the sight before him in the building above Bickslow managed to see Silva's soul or more specifically Archer preparing to attack him with Prometheus at hand as he smirks, 'He thinks he has the hand of catching me off guard. That little sniper of his won't be able to outpace me!'

*Bang*

Just as Bickslow predicted two-gun shots rang out from Archer using Prometheus trying to catch him off guard as Silva defended from the X-shaped magic rays with Saber reflecting them away saving the original.

*Woosh*

Using his feet to maneuver the rope with his Master Acrobatic skills Bickslow easily avoids the two bullets with fire trails at a sudden ignition speed mocking Silva in complete control of his surroundings, "Hahaha! Nice one Newbie! I can see how – !!"

*Woosh*

*Brrr*

*Wooosh*

Jumping around using the rope as a makeshift standing maneuvering around the bullets annoyed by Archer's antics seeing the bullet's speed increasing while he commands his Totems, "Talk about an annoying! Show him up, my babies!!"

"Yeah!"

"Yeah—"

*Shiiii*

Suddenly Silva grabbed the totems using <Mana Constructs> constructing mana-based limbs in the form of arms with each hand clenched trapping them in place as he replied, "You know I should really have done this to begin with. Forming constructs, I mean really slips my mind how useful they could be."

Bickslow glared at Silva keeping his eyes shut and relying on his senses to listen to Bickslow's vibration as he tried to be polite to his fellow member, "Now then Bickslow… are you going to surrender the easy way or do I have to this the hard way?"

Bickslow stuck his tongue out in a childish manner with some spit landing on Silva's hands reacting disgusted at his antics, "Oh gross!!! Ewww… it's on my hand! It's on my hands gross!!! Okay, wise guy the hard way it is! Now… for my secret weapon…."

Using his scent pointing his direction at him holding the Shen Gong Wu food tray getting his attention mocking him, "Whoa…! What kind of crazy stuff did you get this time? What you gonna serve me a snack or something?"

Changing his souls within the totems into nearby objects he channeled them into the bullets targeting him along with a few headings toward Archer in the process.

Bicslow planned to have his totems at the ready to retaliate while gathering any wandering souls nearby.

Silva unaware quickly relied on his <Magic Sense> to detect the spirit of Bickslow's Magic quickly rushing towards him activating his weapon and opening the lid, "Now suffer Bickslow to the power of gags!!! Ants in the Pants!"

*Wooosh*

Caught off guard by the naming the Shen Gong Wu activated with Silva opening a massive colony of ants all heading towards Bickslow via Silva's mana construct caught off guard, "What the fuck!! Ants?!!! Why would anyone weaponize it!!! No wait…. Why would anyone create – whoa…! Ow! Hey, stop that!! Nononono!! Not the cheeks!!! Eh, back off my family jewels – Yeouch!!! Quit it!! Hey, hey, hey!! No entry from behind!! No…!!!"

*Thud*

Bickslow was caught off guard feeling his pants getting attacked by the ants summoned by the Shen Gong Wu magical ability of Myrmínkinesis biting his body and lower half as he dropped his pants scratching the lower part of his body in irritation.

*BAM*

Left defenseless scratching the ants biting him Silva moved forward waving his hand at him before delivering the final blow to the head knocking him out and calling off the ants as they disappeared into thin air.

[LEVEL UP!]

Pausing at this a screen popped up showing the number of people left remaining along with the number of participants left in the game.

*Ding*

"[Winner: Silva Knight]"

"[Bickslow: Unable to defend.]"

*Veet*

[Remaining numbers: 5]

Viewing the number count sudden increase Silva smirked using Spectator he then eyed Mystogan in the distance talking to himself in a happy tone, "Seems like the game is nearing its end. Mystogan just joined the party along with Erza judging by the sudden count increase. The last 2 remaining are Laxus and Evergreen. It's a shame to leave a lady in waiting best to hurry up."

Agreeing with himself he began to follow where Evergreen is located treating this as a game unaware of the amount of stress is causing to the Guild Master.

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