Jura Lykis.
Within Fairy Tail, he stood as one of the absolute elite — formerly the ace of the Snake Princess Scale Guild, and one of the Ten Holy Saints, the ten most powerful mages in the entire continent of Ishgar.
Seven years after the Tenrou Island incident, Jura's standing among the Holy Ten had risen to fifth place, ranking just below the legendary Four of Ishgar.
Even Makarov, Fairy Tail's wise and seasoned Guild Master, once remarked that Jura possessed the potential to rival Gildarts Clive, the strongest human mage alive.
His strength was unquestionable — the kind that only monstrous beings or gods could hope to surpass.
Now, in the world of pirates, Jura's power placed him at the very top of the pyramid, among the strongest living beings on the seas.
Of course, even he was not invincible. There were indeed a few in this vast world who might outmatch him.
But the God Knight Fenrir, the giant wolf standing before him, was certainly not one of them.
Boom!
Rumble!
Under the crushing power of Jura's Rock-Seal Prison, the entire battlefield trembled violently. A wave of magic pressure — immense, ancient, divine — swept across the field, making even the strongest pirates and Marines falter for breath.
Fenrir's face changed instantly.
Before he could even react, a massive stone hand descended from above, slamming down with unstoppable force and binding his body completely.
It was the fist of Rock Mountain, Jura's ultimate earthen titan — now shifting from defense to pure offense.
"Graaahhh!!!" Fenrir howled, thrashing wildly, claws scraping against the stony grip. But no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free.
Under Jura's reinforcement magic, the strength and hardness of that colossal hand surpassed even tempered steel.
"Damn you! Let me go!" Fenrir bellowed, eyes flashing with rage. "Do you have any idea who you're dealing with, you bastard?!"
His furious words only earned him a cold glance from Jura — and a second stone hand crashed down. Then a third. Then a fourth.
One after another, enormous stone palms fell from the heavens, pressing and trapping the werewolf in layers of crushing earth.
Within seconds, Fenrir was surrounded.
The hands merged and sealed together — fusing into a massive stone sphere nearly a hundred meters wide.
It looked eerily similar to a planetary seal, a technique that might even remind one of the legends from a world of shinobi far beyond these seas.
But unlike that sealing jutsu, Jura's spell wasn't meant for containment.
No — this was annihilation.
A blinding light erupted from within the sphere.
The entire battlefield seemed to quake.
Jura clasped his hands together, his eyes calm and unyielding.
BOOOOOM!!!
The enormous stone orb exploded like a divine bomb. Fragments of rock rained down like meteors, pelting the scorched earth.
When the dust cleared, Fenrir's broken body lay crumpled amidst the rubble — his once-arrogant expression slack, his eyes rolled back in defeat.
He was utterly unconscious.
World Government vs. Fairy Tail — the First Major Clash of the Total War.
Jura Lykis vs. the God Knight Fenrir.
Winner: Jura Lykis!
Meanwhile, on the Sabaody Archipelago, beneath the glowing canopy of the No. 30 Grove's red tree, the Live Broadcast Square erupted into chaos.
"Ohhhhhh!!! That was incredible!"
"Jura the Iron Rock! His power is unbelievable!"
"The Mythical Zoan users of the World Government are supposed to have monstrous endurance and regeneration, but even they can't withstand that!"
"He crushed a God Knight! Jura's strength is easily on par with an Admiral!"
Tens of thousands of onlookers — reporters, citizens, and bounty hunters alike — were in an uproar. Cameras flashed. Den Den Mushi broadcasted the shocking victory across the world.
Back at Marine Headquarters, atop the raging battlefield—
"He won!"
"As expected of Uncle Jura!"
"Wow, the bearded old man's amazing!"
"Hahaha! With someone like him on our side, we can actually win this!"
The members of Fairy Tail cheered wildly, their voices rising above the chaos of war.
Even the battle-hardened veterans of the seas couldn't help but admire Jura's calm, overwhelming power.
"As expected of Master Jura," said Erza Scarlet, her scarlet armor gleaming in the sun. "I can't afford to fall behind. The next fight—I'll end it quickly."
"Quickly?" A mocking laugh cut through the wind. "Don't kid yourself, Fairy Queen. Who do you think you're talking to? I'm nothing like that pathetic mutt you just saw fall."
A towering figure stepped forward—
The Mythical Serpent Knight, wielder of the Zoan Devil Fruit of the Worldly Python, his body half-human, half-snake.
With a rasp of steel, he drew two curved scimitars from his waist. The blades gleamed with a faint, poisonous purple light.
"Be careful," the serpent knight hissed, a forked tongue flicking out as his eyes glowed gold. "My blades are coated with venom strong enough to kill with a single touch."
He licked the edge of one blade slowly, grinning as the toxin sizzled faintly on contact.
The next battle was about to begin.
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