Chapter 671 Talented but without Virtue
Once the final move was launched, the attack was as strong as a storm.
Jola suddenly opened his eyes which had been closed. The earth suddenly shook and the countless rocks under his feet exploded. The explosion was transmitted to the air through the glacier. He stepped hard and rushed forward with endless energy.
"Ringing Rich Prison!!"
The red light on Erza's body faded, and what she showed in front of everyone again was a majestic female general who fought on the battlefield in ancient times with a sword and a halberd in her hands.
This armor that no one has been able to control for decades, this weapon that no one has been able to use for decades, seems to have life in Erza's hands and is constantly vibrating, as if the divine weapon has been silent for many years and is cheering for meeting a powerful master.
Regardless of the rapid consumption of magic power, Erza used all her strength to sprint towards Inbel, raised the sword and halberd in her hand high, and then chopped it hard, cutting off the magic power and energy in her sight! !
"Tianyi God Armor: Star Color!!"
The Ice-Severing Divine Armor, this armor is made of ice from the demonic world. It combines both offense and defense and can condense and shatter anything it touches. After Inbel destroyed his magic power to the peak, it gained incomparable powerful offense and almost impeccable defense. It can completely freeze the target .
As if it was planned in advance, Inbel did not launch an attack, but stood still to defend instead of attack, but this was his best means of attack.
He raised his hands forward, ready to catch Jura's explosion with one hand and Erza's slash with the other. The gloves that came with the Ice God Robe made him fearless of any form of attack.
Inside the armor, Inbel stared closely at Jura and Erza who were rushing towards him. He was calm and composed, and even revealed a smug smile.
boom!!!
With a loud bang, the attacks of the three people collided with each other.
The explosive energy caused by Jura quickly dissipated under the slashing of the sword and halberd of Tianyi Divine Armor; the sword and halberd in Erza's hand were grasped by the gloves of the Ice Divine Cloth, and instantly froze and shattered; Inbel's Ice Divine Cloth was shattered by the endless earth energy and scattered into countless ice crystals.
The powerful energy impact immediately caused debris to fly, the air to vibrate, the glaciers to crack, and generated a violent gust of wind that blew towards the entire venue. The audience only felt the ground shaking , as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was breaking apart.
“Oh do——!!!”
"What an amazing attack!! What a terrifying energy!! It's worthy of a battle of the 'Holy Ten' level! How strong are they?! The four of them..."
After shouting this, the announcer suddenly woke up: "Hey... Wait! There are only three people?!"
Jura, Erza, and Inbel, who collided with each other, finally realized where the empty feeling as if something was missing came from when they delivered the final blow.
At this moment, whether it was the three people in a stalemate, the audience in the venue, the guests on the judges' panel, or the announcer who was wrapping up the show, there was only one question in their minds: Where is Urrutia? !
Just as I was wondering, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.
“Time goes back!!”
The three people's eyes widened instantly and their pupils shrank at the same time. They each saw the shock, tension and disbelief on the other two people's faces.
Just as the three were about to look in the direction of the sound, they suddenly felt empty under their feet. The solid ice surface that had been supporting them disappeared, and was replaced by something that was most familiar to them - water!
At this time, because of the collision of the attacks, Jura, Erza, and Inbel were almost connected as one. In addition to the three strategic weapons on their bodies, the Tianyi Divine Armor, the Sword Halberd, and the Ice Divine Cloth, the combined weight exceeded 800 kilograms.
With such a weight, it would not last long even on a not-so-solid ice surface, let alone standing on ordinary lake water that cannot support a human body.
Plop——!
Boom——!
Bang——!
In a very short period of time, three loud noises were heard one after another; those were the sounds of bodies falling into the lake.
The moment they fell into the water, Jura, Erza, and Inbel instantly understood everything. They also knew that the outcome of the competition was decided, and they couldn't help but close their eyes with regret.
The reason why he closed his eyes was, firstly, he couldn't believe that he had been advancing steadily before, but he lost his mind at the last moment, causing him to be careless and attacked; secondly... he really didn't want to see the face of the attacker.
simply……
Talented but without morals!!
I am deeply ashamed!!!
"How...what's going on?!"
No matter the audience, judges, or members of their respective guilds, they couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes. They were all stunned and unable to utter a word for a long time.
"Jula-san actually lost?!"
"I was careless during the last move, wasn't I?"
“It’s… it’s going to start turning…”
"Erusa actually lost?! That's Erza!!"
"Hey, President, in that case, is there any more money left over from the tenth Erza just mentioned?"
"Well..."
"That guy Inbel actually lost?!"
"It seems that the wizards of Ishgar are not so useless after all."
"But, it seems that he is indeed the weakest among us!"
…
Urrutia smiled, exuding an indescribable confidence. He strode towards the gloomy Inbel and smiled proudly: "Now, can you still say that 'Ice Sculpting Magic is not worth mentioning'?"
Too arrogant!
Inbel gnashed his teeth, his eyes bloodshot . It was not that he could not accept defeat, but being ambushed and defeated in front of the Emperor by someone who was not as strong as him... was somewhat embarrassing.
"You didn't defeat me with the Ice Shape Magic! If it weren't for this mode, you wouldn't have won this competition!"
"Hmm? Really?" Ultear blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Erza and Jura, "What do you think?"
Jiula closed his eyes and lowered his eyelids, like an old monk in meditation for a moment: "..."
He is not wrong, but if I act like this now, at most people will think that I stumbled and was defeated by a stronger junior who used the rules. But if I curse like him, people will undoubtedly think that I am a loser who can't stand losing, and that would be really embarrassing!
After thinking for two seconds, Jura had the answer, so he stood up, patted the water stains on his body, and smiled at Urrutia: "Winning is winning, losing is losing, Miss Urrutia, don't think that you won unfairly."
"On the contrary, I feel very gratified. The younger generation has wizards like you. In the future, the magic world will surely be more talented, and magic will be more prosperous..."
Ultear gave Jura a satisfied smile in return, then turned to look at Erza.
Erza was silent for two seconds, then she took back the Armor of God and returned to her normal armor and black skirt. She instantly felt dry and cool: "..."
He's not wrong, but since he said something bad about Ice Shape Magic, even for Gray, I have to stand on Urrutia's side! Besides, he's a member of the Twelve Shields, and Urrutia's relationship with Kira seems...
"I have nothing to say! I lost this competition. You are very strong, and wisdom is also a reflection of strength!"
Urrutia's smile widened, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes almost appeared.
Seeing that Jura and Erza admitted their defeat generously and frankly, Inbell felt that the situation was a little subtle. He narrowed his eyes behind his glasses and realized that there was something wrong with the surrounding atmosphere and the way the audience looked at him.
Inbel wanted to change his words, but it was too late. The more he said now, the more mistakes he would make. He could only choose to keep silent. After a cold snort, he turned and walked towards his guild's location.
Erza and the other two looked at each other, smiled in understanding, and walked off the field side by side.
This is a small victory for Urrutia, but a great victory for Ishgar!
“The game is over!!”
"Today's winner of the competitive mode is... Urrutia Milkovich!!"
"Congratulations on adding 5 points to her score. Witch's Sin has now become the guild with the highest score in this game!!"
As Chapati's emotional voice fell, the lake water on the stadium was completely drained, and the staff immediately stepped forward to rescue those who needed to be rescued and treat those who needed treatment.
Amid a roar that was unclear whether it was cheering or booing, Urrutia walked slowly back to the 'Witch's Sin' camp, and saw Jellal blushing and lowering his head in shame. He didn't dare to look at the people around him , and even pressed the hood of his cloak down, shrank his body, and pretended that he knew nothing.
Urrutia was confused for a moment and turned to look at Melty: "What happened to Jellal? Did he fart in public?"
"Uh... I don't think so..."
Melty's heart was in turmoil: Oh my God! How could Urrutia say the word "fart" in public? ! Who did she learn this from? ! Where is the gentle Urrutia who used to be like a mother? ? Who is this irrelevant, sinister and black-bellied woman in front of her? !
Inbel slowly walked over to Zeref, mentally prepared to be scolded.
"I thought you were the most compatible with the 'Naval Battle' project among us, but I didn't expect you to lose..."
"All right, Agil!"
The family of four spent four months happily together, and Jellal, whose "contradiction curse" was well suppressed, had become much softer in character and was in high spirits, no longer as unstable as before.
He stopped Agil from mocking Inbel and said, "We all saw the fight just now. In the last attack, both Fairy Tail and Snake Princess Scale attacked Inbel. He has tried his best. This is not his mistake."
Obviously, Zeref had no intention of blaming Inbel.
But as an archon, Inbel had a proud self-esteem in his heart and still couldn't let it go: "I'm very sorry, I failed your expectations, Your Majesty!"
"I told you, this isn't your fault!"
Zeref smiled helplessly and gently, and patted Inbel's shoulder: "The girl named Urrutia has mastered the rare time magic, and has a natural restraint on material magic."
"For wizards like you and Ajir, it's not easy to fight her. On the contrary, if it's Brandish or Dimaria, the battle will be much easier. This is a matter of magic compatibility."
As he spoke, Zeref's eyes fell on the figure of Urrutia in the distance at the 'Witch's Sin' position.
"If she grows up, her future achievements will be no worse than yours. Such people are rare even in Ishgar. This time you are still limited by the rules of the competition. It is not shameful to lose!"
Inbel could only lower his head, smile bitterly, and swallow his tears back into his stomach.
I understand the truth, but I just can't get over it!
