Fairy Tail Destiny-Chapter 207: Ch : The end

Aboard the Demon God's Soul Warship

Seated once more upon the warship's throne, Lia cast her gaze downward.

Lying unconscious below her was Zeref.

With a slight wave of her hand, a wisp of black divine power silently emerged, entwining around him.

The restriction placed by Tsukiyo was effortlessly undone, and the long-unconscious Zeref slowly opened his eyes.

"Ugh..." Zeref groaned, his crimson pupils shifting around in confusion.

The moment he saw Lia seated on the throne, his eyes widened in shock, and he immediately attempted to stand.

However, the black divine energy binding him was like unbreakable chains, locking him firmly in place, leaving him unable to move.

Lia paid no attention to Zeref's struggle.

She simply reached out her hand, and as if seized by an invisible force, Zeref's body was slowly pulled toward her.

Then, without hesitation, Lia thrust her hand directly into his chest.

"AAAAHHH!!" A painful scream tore from Zeref's throat as he writhed in agony.

When Lia finally withdrew her hand, she was grasping an object of unknown material.

It was a peculiar crystal with a hexagonal surface, densely inscribed with incomprehensible symbols.

To the Seven Thrones present, these strange symbols seemed to move, writhing as if alive.

Yet, upon closer inspection, they remained perfectly still, as if their movement had been nothing more than an illusion.

The entire mysterious crystal emitted a soft glow—a light composed of countless colors, each clashing yet blending together in perfect harmony.

Gazing at the mysterious crystal in her palm, Lia smiled in satisfaction.

Then, with a slight flick of her fingers, she sent the crystal back into Zeref's body.

The moment it made contact, it merged seamlessly within him, as if encountering no resistance at all.

Zeref let out a pained groan and collapsed onto the ground, as though he had suffered a severe blow.

"It's the 'Key,' without a doubt. It looks like everything is in order this time," Lia sighed softly.

Her sea-blue eyes flickered with a complex emotion—a mixture of joy and sorrow.

In a quiet voice, she murmured, "All the pieces of the puzzle are finally assembled. Now, it's just a matter of reconfiguration and energy infusion. Once this is completed, everything will be over."

After saying this, Lia fell silent, closing her eyes as if lost in thought.

Since she remained quiet, the Seven Thrones did not speak either, allowing a heavy silence to settle over the warship.

However, this silence did not last long.

A thunderous roar suddenly echoed from outside, a sound that only a top-tier magical creature could produce.

Even without any deliberate intent, the roar carried an overwhelming and terrifying magical power.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Second Throne, Tsukiyo, and the Fifth Throne, Dylan, subtly changed.

A surge of black magic erupted from Tsukiyo's body without warning.

However, Lia, who had kept her eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

She gestured for Tsukiyo to stop with a simple wave of her hand, then cast a glance at Dylan, whose face had darkened considerably, silently signaling him to remain calm.

Only then did she speak.

"The one outside... is it the same dragon that fought you to a standstill, Tsukiyo?"

Tsukiyo nodded, her voice devoid of any emotion.

"An ancient Dragon King of the Dragon race—once a Dragon Slayer who transformed into a black dragon. Its name is Acnologia."

"A Dragon Slayer turned into a dragon?" Stella seemed intrigued by this piece of information.

She turned her gaze toward Dylan with a smirk and teased, "So, if a certain someone keeps using Dragon Slayer Magic, will they also turn into one of those giant lizards someday?"

To everyone's surprise, Dylan—who would usually snap back at Stella's remarks—remained silent this time.

Instead, his cold gaze pierced through the ship's hull, locked onto the source of the roar outside.

Seeing this, the Seven Thrones grew even more suspicious, their minds swirling with speculation.

Tsukiyo bowed respectfully toward Lia. "Master, shall I go deal with it?"

Lia shook her head.

"No, that won't be necessary. Let me handle this. I want to see for myself what kind of dragon could leave even you at an impasse."

Lia did not rise from her seat, nor did she make any preparations to gather power.

Instead, at her fingertips, a black energy sphere appeared silently and effortlessly.

It was formed by an extreme compression of dark energy—not a meticulously prepared attack, nor a named divine technique, but simply a basic application of divine power.

Yet, just by observing the space warping around the energy sphere, one could understand the sheer terror of the power it contained.

Lia moved her hand slightly, and the black energy sphere left her palm, vanishing into a suddenly appearing spatial rift.

A moment later, everyone heard a loud and anguished roar from outside.

Immediately after, a chaotic surge of magic, stirred up by the dragon, caused the ship to tremble slightly.

Lia let out a soft "Oh?" and raised her delicate eyebrows slightly, seemingly surprised by the outcome.

Noticing the curious gazes from the Thrones, she explained, "I originally thought that this strike should have been enough to kill it. However, its instincts are sharp, and its response was correct. The moment it sensed my attack, it avoided a fatal hit and merely took a serious injury. It seems this former Dragon King is not as reckless and beast-like as it appears."

"Shall we kill it, Master?" Lance asked.

"No, that won't be necessary," Lia replied.

"Since it has managed to survive my attack, we may as well let it go. Besides, when the final moment arrives, things might be a little less entertaining without this Dragon King around."

With that, Lia said no more and closed her eyes to rest.

Seeing that Lia had decided to rest, the Seven Thrones did not pursue the topic further and instead stood silently.

.................

Somewhere on the Continent.

A brown-haired boy stepped out of an ancient temple.

His skin was somewhat pale—not due to illness, but from a prolonged lack of sunlight.

His clothing was tattered, and his exposed skin bore visible scars and dirt, making it clear that he had endured a long period of rigorous training in a confined environment.

Breathing in the fresh air once more, the brown-haired boy stretched his body and let out a soft breath.

He muttered to himself, "The training in the sacred temple is finally over. This means I've passed. The power of the inheritance has stabilized... Now, at last, I can go find Noel-nii."

"Ed, so your training has come to an end."

An aged voice rang out.

The brown-haired boy, named Ed, turned his head to see an elderly man with white hair and beard, a kind face, and closed eyes, slowly approaching him. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"Yes, my power has fully stabilized, and my training will be put on hold for now. It's time for me to leave and find Noel-nii. When he sees how strong I've become, he'll definitely be shocked!"

The boy spoke with growing excitement, his expression becoming more and more radiant.

Especially when he mentioned Noel's name, his face lit up with joy and anticipation.

Seeing the boy so happy, like a child, the old man chuckled softly, then nodded and said, "Yes, Laxus has already left ahead of you. He seemed to be in a hurry about something. That means you'll have to travel alone."

"No problem! I know where Noel-nii's guild is—it's in the Kingdom of Fiore, at Fairy Tail, right?"

As the boy spoke, his emerald-green eyes sparkled under the sunlight.

His warm and sincere smile was particularly bright, and if a member of Fairy Tail were present, they would surely find his smile strikingly similar to that of someone in their guild.

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