"Awaken — Black Snake! This is my strongest armor!"
Erza, the Fairy Queen, let out a fierce, resolute cry.
Across from her, the colossal World Serpent let out a chilling laugh.
"Hahaha! Ridiculous! You think one piece of armor will be enough to face me?
Even overconfidence has its limits!"
The serpent's massive tail whipped through the air,
hurling shattered stone and debris in every direction.
But Erza didn't so much as flinch.
With both blades in hand, she swung wide —
green waves of energy burst forth,
cleaving through the incoming barrage and slamming into the serpent's body.
The Worldly Python, a beast said to embody the earth's wrath,
was sent crashing backward, blood spraying from its fanged mouth.
"So that's the true strength of the Fairy Queen, Erza Scarlet..."
Vice Admiral Gion, one of the Marine Headquarters' top candidates for Admiral,
pressed her lips together, her expression grave yet awe-struck.
"Looks like everyone's getting serious... can't let the old man fall behind!"
The blind swordsman Issho—known to the world as Fujitora—smiled faintly,
raising his blade toward the sky as the ground trembled beneath him.
"Hmph! Just an old cripple who can't even see! Let me take you down!"
One of the Knights of God shouted,
his aura flaring as he charged straight toward Issho.
But before their blades could meet—
"Dragon's Roar!!!"
"Radiance of the Divine!!!"
Twin voices split the battlefield.
The Sky Dragon Slayer Wendy and the Time Mage Urrutia
unleashed their combined assault,
magic light and compressed wind tearing through the Knights' ranks.
"Ice-Make!!!"
From behind them, Ulu, the legendary Ice Sorceress,
crossed her arms, her expression calm and cold.
Frost spread from beneath her feet,
a blizzard sweeping through the battlefield as ice spikes
pierced the ground and froze everything in sight.
"So... my opponents are you, then?"
A calm, confident voice rang out.
Gildarts Clive stepped forward with a smirk,
his presence alone causing the ground to tremble.
Before him stood Figaland Garin, the leader of the Knights of God,
flanked by two of his elite subordinates.
"'The Crushing King,' Gildarts... your legend ends here!"
Figaland Garin drew his gleaming saber in a flash,
his killing intent radiating like fire.
And so, the clash between Fairy Tail and the World Government
erupted into a full-scale war.
It wasn't just Erza, Mirajane, and the other S-Class mages.
Even Fairy Tail's younger members — Nami, Robin, and Vivi —
had taken the field, each facing off against
the World Government's most deadly assassins: the CP Killers.
For these girls, this wasn't just a war.
It was a trial by fire, a moment to prove their strength and grow as mages.
And with the Seraphim fighting alongside them,
they had no reason to fear defeat.
"Damn it! Damn it all! Fairy Tail must be destroyed!"
On the deck of a shattered battleship,
Peter, one of the Five Elders of Jupiter,
slammed his fist down, the metal beneath him bending from the impact.
The sight before him filled him with fury —
the Seraphim, once creations of the World Government,
now stood allied with Fairy Tail.
His anger boiled like magma.
But in the very next second, it was replaced by something else —
a chill so deep it froze the rage in his veins.
A terrible intuition crept up his spine.
He could feel it — a gaze.
Someone was watching him.
Slowly, Peter turned.
And there he saw him — Sugisawa Yuuto, smiling gently.
That smile made his blood run cold.
It wasn't friendly. It was terrifying.
"Sugisawa Yuuto... what the hell are you planning?"
Peter's voice trembled as he glared at the man before him.
Yuuto's smile deepened.
"Isn't it obvious?" he said softly.
"Everyone else is fighting — if we just sit here and watch,
it doesn't look very good, does it?
Besides, if you Five Elders run away now,
what will happen to your reputation?"
"I don't need you worrying about my reputation!"
Peter snapped, his tone harsh.
"Oh? So you're afraid, then?"
Yuuto's eyes narrowed, his calm voice cutting through the air like a blade.
"Stop joking! Who do you think I am!?"
Peter roared, fury rekindled.
He hadn't wanted to reveal his true form in front of the world...
but now, he had no choice.
Yuuto's expression didn't change.
His words had made the message clear:
a battle between them was inevitable.
"Arrogant brat! Let me show you the pinnacle of power —
the might of the world's strongest combatant!"
Peter's voice dropped to a guttural snarl.
His muscles swelled, the air around him shuddering.
In moments, his human form warped and twisted.
He grew taller — ten meters, then more.
His face lengthened, sprouting horns; his body expanded,
covered in thick cords of muscle like coiled dragons.
A black, ghostly flame surrounded him,
its eerie glow twisting his shadow across the ground.
What stood before Sugisawa Yuuto now
was no longer a man, but a monster —
a Minotaur, a bull-headed demon wreathed in infernal power.
This was the true form of Jupiter's Fifth Elder, Peter.
The Zoan-type Human-Human Fruit, Mythical Beast Model: Minotaur.
The air crackled with pressure.
And so began the clash between
Sugisawa Yuuto — the smiling storm —
and the monstrous Minotaur who claimed dominion over the world.