landbeastnovel Chapter 86 The stars have spirits, and they all shine for me!
Chapter 86 The stars have spirits, and they all shine for me!
Chapter 87 The stars have spirits, and they all shine for me! (Please subscribe!)
The power of the celestial spirits summoned by celestial spirit magic is limited by the user's magic power. The more magic power a user has, the stronger the celestial spirits they can summon. It is even possible to summon multiple celestial spirits at the same time.
This is mainly because the Protoss cannot obtain magic power on their own in this world. Their existence and combat depend on the magic power of the Protoss Mages, which greatly limits their strength.
Leo Leo, as the head of the Zodiac in the Celestial Spirit Realm, is so different because he can bring his own magic power out of the Celestial Spirit Realm. He can even come out for a stroll without the Celestial Spirit Mage opening the door, and he can fight without consuming the Celestial Spirit Mage's magic power.
These powerful abilities cemented his position as the head of the Zodiac in the Protoss Realm.
"boom!"
However, under the onslaught of Moen's violent magic, even Leo Leo, who appeared with his own magic, couldn't withstand it. His magic was rapidly depleted, and he couldn't withstand Moen's "Will-o'-the-Wisp Leap" or the scouring of the pure star power.
The purplish-blue hounds tore at the golden lion, quickly devouring it, and then charged toward Leo with red eyes.
"The Lion's Glory!"
Facing the purple-blue flame hounds rushing towards him, Leo gritted his teeth and unleashed his magic power. A golden magic barrier rapidly expanded outward, protecting both him and Kallen.
"Boom boom boom!"
The purple-blue hounds relentlessly attacked the golden magic circle, causing it to teeter on the brink of collapse. Leo Leo's magic supply could no longer keep up, and Karen, whom he was protecting, began to turn pale as her magic was being frantically diverted to Leo Leo.
"No! I can't hold on any longer!"
Seeing Kallen's condition, Leo immediately understood that things couldn't continue like this; if they did, Kallen would definitely be in danger.
Kallen's stubbornness was on full display at this moment. She gritted her teeth and refused to let Leo go back directly. She desperately channeled her magic power to help Leo use the Leo constellation's ability.
"That's enough, Karen!"
Leo grabbed Karen and threw her away, then launched a desperate charge at the purple-blue hound!
"boom!"
The golden magic circle shattered, and Leo's figure was engulfed by purple-blue flames.
With the flame magic gone, Leo Leo has been sent back to the Celestial Spirit Realm and cannot be summoned again for some time.
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Seeing this, Karen, who had fallen to the ground, was stunned and speechless.
"What kind of Celestial Spirit magic is this?!"
Seeing Moen dressed in holy armor, draped in starlight, and with starlight constantly falling from above, Karen screamed hysterically.
"Da, da, da."
Moen walked slowly to Karen, who was kneeling on the ground.
"Look up, Karen."
Moen spoke, which made Karen look up at him blankly.
"The stars are spirits, and they shine for me."
"How come this isn't Celestial Spirit magic?"
Behind Moen, the constellations Pegasus, Equuleus, and Orion twinkled, their starlight flowing freely, captivating Karen.
"Get up, the ground is cold."
The Saint Cloth turned into specks of light and faded from Moen's body. He then reached out his hand to Karen.
Karen, stunned, grabbed Moen's hand and got up from the ground. She was completely dumbfounded. This was the worst defeat she had ever suffered. She had lost to Moen without any power to fight back.
Karen is currently in a state of mental exhaustion after being completely overwhelmed by numerical superiority.
Kallen, who has always held the trump card of Leo Leo, is actually the one who excels at numerical superiority.
Leo, who appears with his own magic, along with Kallen's magic supply, allows Kallen to dominate her peers and even those older than her in terms of numerical superiority.
It can only be said that good and evil will eventually be rewarded. It's not that they won't be punished, it's just that the time hasn't come yet. Kallen, who has always played the stat-obsessed game, has finally met her match and encountered a real stat-obsessed player.
Compared to Moen's stats, Karen and Leo's stats are negligible, with Karen even significantly dragging down Leo's performance.
"Be nicer to your Protoss from now on. Without them, you are nothing."
Looking at Karen, Moen offered a scathing critique: "The most important thing in life is to know yourself, but many people can't do that."
"The stars have a spirit."
Karen blankly repeated Moen's words, unsure if she had heard his advice.
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Seeing Karen's stunned expression, Moen shook his head speechlessly. He didn't expect to change anyone's mind with just a few words.
In fact, Moen was just saying it casually; he didn't know anything about Karen and the Leo Celestial.
Moen just felt that Kallen's attitude towards the Protoss was a bit too harsh. As a Protoss mage, wasn't this like turning your back on your master? Sooner or later, she would suffer the consequences of such behavior.
"Fantastic! Absolutely fantastic!"
Packas came over and clapped his hands in amazement.
Packas's eyes burned with fighting spirit. Moen was completely different from what he had imagined. This "Celestial Magic" was a bit too domineering!
"Moen, you're wearing armor, so you must be a fighter too, right?"
Packas asked curiously, "Logically speaking, with such terrifying magical power as Moen, and wearing armor, he must have good close combat ability. Otherwise, that armor couldn't just be for show, right?"
"Of course, a real man's fight should be a brutal, visceral battle."
Moen nodded. He was definitely a fighter, but he would certainly have some skills that weren't exactly visceral.
"Let's have a friendly competition sometime!"
Packas extended a very enthusiastic invitation to Moen. In his heart, Packas felt that he would probably have a hard time winning, but he was still eager to try. He practiced boxing and martial arts in order to fight against the world's strongest people. How could he not dare to challenge just because he might lose?
"Okay, I'll be waiting anytime."
Moen smiled and agreed. He quite liked Packas, this hearty, muscular man who loved to drink, who gave Moen the illusion of a chivalrous knight-errant, very free and unrestrained.
The two huddled together at a nearby table and started chatting. It was then that Moen learned that Packas was a drunken boxer!
'No wonder he's always carrying a gourd to drink from; it turns out this gourd is specifically used to apply a drunken buff?'
Moen glanced at Packas's gourd and thought to himself, but he immediately dismissed the idea. This guy just loves to drink; otherwise, he would definitely wait until he needed to use this buff item before drinking it. Why would he take a sip every now and then?
Moreover, Moen then noticed that Packas was also wearing earrings, which were also small gourds; this guy really liked these things.
Moen and Packas chatted happily, discussing the issue of Drunken Fist. Which Chinese person wouldn't take a second look at this thing if they encountered it?
The two chatted so enthusiastically that no one paid any attention to the devastated Karen.
On the other side, seeing the battle end so quickly, the guild leaders looked at each other, all turning to the composed Makarov.
At this moment, Makarov was incredibly pleased; his lips twitched slightly, a sensation even harder to suppress than an AK.
"You win, Makarov."
Goldman didn't expect that he would also bet on Karen to win, firstly because Karen was older, and secondly because of the bonus of Leo Leo.
To everyone's surprise, they underestimated Moen's talent. This wasn't just promising; he was already in the future!
As for Moen's future, no one can say for sure how high he can reach, after all, the magic Moen awakened is too peculiar.
This is something I've never seen before, not even in books. If the upper limit is really as Moen described...
"The stars have a spirit, and they all shine for me."
Goldman's eyes were filled with amazement. What a scene that must have been!
"Hahaha! Then I'll accept it without hesitation!"
Goldman's thoughts were interrupted by Makarov's uncontrollable burst of laughter. Makarov laughed exaggeratedly with his mouth wide open, stuffing all the money that everyone else had lost into his pocket.
Actually, it wasn't a lot of money; everyone was just playing for fun. Makarov wasn't concerned about the money itself, but rather the symbolic meaning. As expected, Fairy Tail is the strongest guild! They are the No. 1 guild in the Kingdom of Fiore!
"A petty person gains power."
However, just as Makarov was laughing happily, someone stood up to annoy him and hurled a curse at him without any politeness.
Makarov knew who it was without even looking.
"Joseph Paula!"
Makarov roared and looked at the man, glaring at him as if he wanted nothing more than to beat him up.
Joseph Bora was a middle-aged man in his thirties with dark red hair. He wore a dark robe and exuded an ominous magical aura. He didn't look like a good person either. Most noticeably, there was a badge hanging on his robe.
That badge represents one of the highest honors on the continent of Ishgar—it's the badge of the "Ten Wizard Saints"!
Joseph Paula looked like he'd had quite a bit to drink; he was a little tipsy. In fact, everyone had drunk quite a bit by now, including Makarov. The two of them were getting carried away with their conversations, which is why the atmosphere became tense after only a few words.
Of course, old grudges also play a role in this.
Joseph Pola is the guild master of the Phantom Lords guild, which has been at odds with Fairy Tail since its inception, and the two sides have always had a very bad relationship.
(End of this chapter)