Rhode thought that aside from destroying the so-called "core," there must be another way to kill the opponent, and that was to utterly obliterate him, leaving no chance for him to use Magic Power to heal his wounds.
So he decided to call out Big Sister Spider to give it a try.
Within such a short time, it wouldn't entirely drain his Magic Power, and it was worth a try.
At this moment, in the crack ahead, Precht's chest was indeed pierced through, with obvious traces of blood on his body, and blood gushing from his mouth.
But even so, he still wasn't dead.
The terrifying wound was rapidly healing, and even the bloodstains gradually disappeared.
"To think there was such magic, damn brat..."
Precht tried to stand up but failed.
Strong spider silk bound his body tightly, like forming a cocoon.
But his fingers moved a bit, igniting a black flame around him, quickly burning the silk to ashes.
Precht jumped out of the crevice, his Magic Power surging dramatically.
"..." Makarov frowned, at that moment he thought Rhode was too heavy-handed.
But now it seemed that it was still not enough?
The others were stunned by Precht's explosive aura; such a terrifying Magic Power, no one in the Guild could compare to him.
Not even Kildas and Makarov.
Among the top-ranking mages of the Ten Wizard Saints, could any possess such Power?
"It's been a very long time since anyone beat me up like this." Precht touched his chest; though the wounds had healed, there was still a phantom pain.
"To be greeted with such enthusiasm by you young folks, I must properly thank you... let me give you a special show..." Precht tore off the eyepatch on his right eye, "Eye of the Demon, open!"
His right eye suddenly opened, and a fierce red light flickered within.
Meanwhile, Precht's entire aura became darker and more oppressive.
Compared to his deathly terrifying Magic Power, the disgusting Magic Power on Joseph was insignificant.
"How is this possible?" In Makarov's memory, Precht lost his right eye in a fight when he was young.
Back then, Makarov had suggested he try replacing it with a prosthetic eye but was refused. The reason was not wanting to forget precious past experiences.
And now... it turned into the so-called Eye of the Demon.
He must have gone to extreme lengths in his pursuit of the ultimate Demon Path, disregarding everything else?
And such Magic Power feels like…
"This feeling is pure evil, pure darkness," Kildas vocalized Makarov's thoughts.
"Just like a Demon." Mira said, looking at her hand.
Even after receiving Demon Hutley and being able to use Dark Element magic, her Magic Power had not changed like this.
But Erza's eyes widened, she had encountered this feeling just not long ago!
Zeref?!
Precht sneered, "You're all amazed, proving your shallow understanding of the Demon Path. Magic itself is born from darkness; Magic itself is 'darkness'!"
His Magic Power continued to intensify, his white hair standing on end, and black Magic surrounded him like a solid entity.
"What you're about to witness is beyond your comprehension, that is... the Abyss of the Demon Path!"
"The Abyss of the Demon Path?"
"What is that?"
The crowd was drawn in by his words, eager to know what kind of Power he possessed.
But Rhode took a few glances and tried to draw his comrades' attention back:
"We can now basically confirm that the 'core' isn't on him. Did anyone sense a strong Magic Power source nearby when he was lying in the pit just now?"
"Hmp!" Precht glared at Rhode.
This kid was still thinking about his "heart" at such a time; indeed, he should be eliminated first.
Precht thought so and acted accordingly.
As he glared at Rhode with the Eye of the Demon, the Magic had already unfolded.
Makarov sensed something amiss, that child had just used such powerful magic: "Oh no!"
Mira also panicked, "Rhode!"
Dark Energy quietly gathered around Rhode, suddenly crushing towards his body.
If hit, it would at best shatter the bones and at worst evaporate him on the spot.
Fortunately, Rhode had a certain understanding of his own hate value, and in that instant, he received the Mountain Dragon Soul, body covered by a thick rock layer like armor.
At the same time, he clasped his hands, emitting golden light: "Light's Protection!"
Suddenly, a golden Magic Shield appeared around Rhode, which he had learned as a Light Defense Magic while catching up on magical knowledge for the Fairy's Ball.
The Dark Matter Energy pressed down, Rhode gritted his teeth and endured it, the golden Shield of Light was compressed inch by inch until it finally shattered.
Yet Precht's magic was also greatly weakened, and in the Mountain Dragon Soul state, Rhode first experienced rock breaking, then Dragon Scale shattering, and some blood seeping through.
"Ugh..."
Rhode widened his eyes, feeling that at least one of his ribs might have been cracked, but luckily there was no life-threatening danger.
Mira flashed over to Rhode's side, checked his injuries with concern, and then blocked Precht's view of Rhode.
"Bastard!" Erza, the closest to Precht, rushed alongside Laxus.
However, Precht's Power surged dramatically, and with a left and right flurry of two black Magic Balls, he managed to knock both Erza and Laxus back.
Both fell to the ground, swallowed by the black explosion.
Makarov and Kildas, one in front and one behind, unleashed countless Light Bullets and launched a Crushing Net.
But Precht extended one hand forward and one skyward, unleashing terrifying magic and creating black fissures around him, devouring all of Makarov and Kildas's magic.
"It's over, Fairy Tail! Jellal's Book, Chapter 4, Verse 12, Inner Magic: Divine Punishment!"
In an instant, dozens of differently shaped black monsters emerged from the black fissures, some looking around, others opening mouths to roar, but all gathering around Precht.
"Summoning Element? No, more like Shaping Magic." Makarov couldn't discern the principle of this magic, and Jellal's Book kept intriguing him.
"Summoning? Shaping? Those are unworthy to compare with Inner Magic!" Precht laughed loudly, as if showcasing, "This is creation! It's Magic from Jellal's Book! The legendary Inner Magic Zeref used to create Demons!
"They are Magic Power, they are fear, and they are despair; they are the most terrifying Demons!"
Everyone looked serious; these guys definitely wouldn't be easy to deal with.
But Mira stepped forward, her face somber, "Really? Demons?"