Starting from the pirates, pushing the world.

Chapter 2831 Crocodile's Appreciation and Attention!
A dazzling, emerald-green light.

It enveloped the vast sky of Duel City with an unstoppable force.

It seemed to have been replaced by an inverted sea of ​​emeralds.

Vast, pure, and sacred magical energy fluctuations.

It transformed into a visible surge of energy, like waves sweeping across the entire area.

The howling wind further ravaged the already shattered ground.

But countless pebbles and dust had not yet risen into the air.

It was instantly crushed into fine powder by this magical pressure.

Even with magical barriers and various enchantments and barriers.

The hundreds of thousands of spectators present still had to close their eyes.

Even breathing became somewhat difficult.

"Wow, each generation is truly better than the last; the younger generation is indeed formidable."

Chairman Edward sat on the podium with Shanks, enjoying a superb view.

Through that blinding, all-encompassing green light.

Gazing at the young figure high in the sky, as if a god had descended to earth.

I couldn't help but let out a long and complex sigh.

This was the twentieth generation Magic Emperor of the Clover Kingdom.

His eyes were filled with shock, relief, and an undeniable sense of loneliness.

Edward pondered to himself.

Back in the day, while strength was the primary requirement for becoming the 'Magic Emperor,' it was by no means the only one.

In addition to magical strength, which is required to stand out among many captains.

It is also necessary to consider one's background, achievements in the Knights, public recognition and trust, appropriate age, and political considerations.

It can be described as a long process that requires negotiation among multiple parties.

But now?

The current World Government's Magicians Association.

The title 'Magic Emperor' has been largely stripped of its political and secular attributes, becoming a relatively pure benchmark of combat power.

Only monsters with strength comparable to a US Army general are qualified to be awarded this title, and only five people are eligible.

It represents the highest visible combat power in the Starfish Magic system.

Not to mention, Yuno also possesses talents that are difficult for ordinary people to match.

A possessor of dual magical attributes and two four-leaf clover-level magic books.

A spirit user chosen by the 'Wind Spirit,' one of the four elemental spirits of the ancestral world.

Such a configuration, such potential.

Even looking at the starfish homeland today, where powerful figures abound and monsters are everywhere.

He can be described as a top-tier genius, one of the very few.

at the same time.

Inside the various VIP boxes.

Numerous top experts from different worlds and different forces.

Their expressions varied as they all reacted to the aura emanating from No. 1.

One of the most luxurious private rooms was decorated with gold and jewels.

Crocodile, Tesoro, and Mima Tentori are seated in a triangular formation on single-seater cloud sofas.

And standing quietly behind them were Akula Vahim, Unan, and Levi.

Their gazes were also firmly drawn to the soaring green beam of light.

"Heh—that's interesting~"

Crocodile, with a cigar between his teeth, casually exhaled a puff of smoke.

"To reach this level at seventeen, Yuno Grinberlior, is that right?"

Tezzolo, sitting on the west side, gently swirled the wine glass in his hand.

The deep red wine clung to the glass in an alluring arc.

"Not only is he incredibly strong, but he also has a handsome appearance, a cool and aloof demeanor, and the aura of being the 'Magic Emperor' and the likely 'Number One in the Top 100'."

"The key point is that she's only seventeen years old."

Tezzolo's keen business sense immediately kicked in.

"He's practically the perfect idol and cash cow!"

"If we can have the opportunity to reach an agreement, the benefits and impact will definitely be very good."

Tesoro had already conceived a priceless plan in his mind.

In contrast to Crocodile's appreciation and Tesoro's scheming.

Mima Tenryu, sitting on the east side, appeared much more indifferent.

He picked up the teacup in front of him and took a small sip.

His handsome face, which had a feminine quality, showed no emotion whatsoever.

However, deep inside, it was as if a bottle of mixed flavors had been overturned, churning up complex emotions that were difficult to describe.

"Seventeen."

Tennori Mima silently pondered the number in her mind.

A barely perceptible hint of envy flashed deep in his eyes.

He reflected on what he had now and how he had never had it all.

They endured unimaginable pain, torment, and darkness.

But this young man seemed to be a chosen one of heaven.

They could easily have everything they had ever dreamed of.

Youth, talent, and the power to ignore all conspiracies.

"Fate is really unfair," Mima Amatori sneered inwardly.

However, he certainly wouldn't show these thoughts.

There was no ill will toward Yuno.

After all, there is no conflict of interest between the two parties.

the other side.

As the one directly facing the pressure, Yami Suke was naturally the one bearing the most pressure, and cold sweat kept pouring down his forehead.

The dazzling emerald light receded rapidly like a tide.

The scene opposite him plunged his heart into an abyss.

Yuno's appearance had changed once again.

The green elven crown that was originally only half-finished on his head was now completely complete.

It transformed into a sacred and majestic complete crown, silently floating above his head.

He originally only had one green wing of light on his back.

It has also transformed into a pair of magnificent, complete wings.

His entire body was enveloped in a rich blend of wind element and elven magic.

Like a god of wind.

What made Yami Suke feel most bitter was...

He could still clearly see the 'death thrust' he had unleashed, pushing his limits and giving it his all.

It was easily blocked by a green light shield formed from pure magic, with a four-leaf clover pattern engraved on its surface.

It's like the world's most solid wall of sighs.

No matter how frantically the shockwave formed by the dark magic penetrated.

They couldn't leave even the slightest crack on it.

Then, something happened that sent chills down Yami's spine.

Yuno's clear, amber eyes flickered slightly.

The four-leaf clover-shaped green shield produced a strange rebounding force.

[Buzz————]

A dull, trembling sound filled the space.

The attack from 'Absolute Heaven', which was secretly entangled with 'Death Strike', was actually bounced back along the same path.

"not good!"

Yami was greatly alarmed.

He is currently in a weakened state, having just lost his old strength and not yet gained new strength.

The magic of the 'Demon God Form' is also nearing its end.

It is impossible to make an effective dodge maneuver.

however.

Just when he thought he was about to be pierced by his own ultimate move and die on the spot.

The rebounding black shockwave, however, whistled past his right cheek and shoulder at an extremely bizarre angle.

The violent wind made Yami's cheeks sting.

A strand of black hair, cut off, drifted slowly in the wind.

He could only stand frozen in place, panting heavily, his heart pounding like a drum.

He certainly understood what had just happened.

This wasn't due to good luck, nor was it because the opponent missed.

This was because Noh showed mercy.

If at the moment of rebound, Yuno did not deliberately change the angle.

Even if his chest hadn't been pierced, he was already critically injured and on the verge of death as he fell to the ground.

This made Yami Sukehiro smile bitterly to himself.

suddenly.

The sound was so calm that it had no ripples, yet it was carried throughout the entire venue by the wind.

Anno's new form and the name of the light shield in front of him:
"Complete Spirit Assimilation. 'Wind God Form' - Spirit of the South Wind!"