Internet Magic in Fairy Tail (Re-upload)

Nate chanted with confidence as he completed the casting of Reverse Magic, ignoring Acnologia's approaching attack.

Igneel chose to believe in him, launching himself back into the fray to buy time.

The two dragons clashed in midair, with Igneel biting down hard on Acnologia's neck.

The Black Dragon roared in pain, swiping his claws against Igneel's chest. With a powerful beat of his shadowy wings, Acnologia unleashed a surge of energy that hurled Igneel to the ground.

BOOM!

The Fire Dragon King landed heavily on his back, gasping in pain.

"This ends now, Fire Dragon King!"

Acnologia's voice was filled with brutal ferocity. His massive maw began gathering energy, magic swirling like a vortex in his throat.

And then, at that exact moment—

"Reverse Magic: Silencio."

Nate completed his spell. The glowing white sphere between his hands erupted with blinding light.

Suddenly, the world fell eerily silent.

It seemed as though time had come to a halt. The surroundings were cast in a monochromatic, ink-like filter. Tremors ceased entirely.

To an observer, it might appear as if time had stopped. But it hadn't.

The dragon's breath continued to grow, albeit at an imperceptibly slow pace.

Nate blinked, amazed. "Even under Silencio, he can still maintain cognitive momentum?"

With a soft snap, Nate clicked his fingers.

Beneath Igneel, a golden magic circle appeared, teleporting the wounded Fire Dragon King far away from Acnologia's immediate vicinity.

Simultaneously, Mavis began casting Fairy Sphere.

A massive fairy sigil materialized, enveloping Acnologia within its glowing form.

Nate continued to maintain Silencio, buying precious seconds.

The magic lasted five seconds before dissipating, and as it ended, Acnologia's gathered dragon breath finally unleashed.

BOOM!

The dragon's roar echoed through the skies, but by that time, the Fairy Sphere had already closed around him.

The sheer power of the breath shook the sphere violently.

"Based on my calculations, it should hold!" Mavis declared, though her voice betrayed a hint of doubt.

Igneel narrowed his eyes as he gazed at the encased Acnologia, his tone grim: "It won't work. That can't hold him."

Crack.

A fissure appeared on the surface of the Fairy Sphere, accompanied by the furious roar of the Dragon King from within.

"Impossible…" Mavis whispered, stunned. "My calculations… they're never… never wrong…"

Her lips quivered, her golden eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

Nate felt a chuckle bubbling in his throat but suppressed it. Laughing now might truly make the First Master cry.

"Cough… Looks like running is our only option now," Nate remarked dryly.

"It's useless," Igneel interjected, his tone heavy. "No matter where we flee, Acnologia will follow. His sense of smell can track a dragon's scent anywhere."

The Fire Dragon King drew a deep breath, glancing at Nate. "Nate… I entrust Natsu to you."

What's with all this dramatic 'passing the torch' nonsense? Nate thought, exasperated.

"Ahem, no need for that. It's time to use my 'final' method," Nate replied, feigning confidence.

"Your so-called 'final' methods are piling up," Igneel muttered, giving him a skeptical look. Still, a faint glimmer of hope flickered in his gaze. Could Nate actually have a solution?

The Gate of Truth? The thought struck Nate suddenly. Perhaps this "artificial god" could resolve the issue of Acnologia by using the power of the Gate of Truth.

"Gate of Truth?" Igneel asked straightforwardly. "What if you trap him in your 'world of truth'?"

"That could work." Nate nodded. At this point, he had only three options left, and the Gate of Truth was one of them.

Mavis, having stopped her quiet crying, looked slightly sullen—perhaps a touch annoyed that no one had comforted her. "Fourth Master, what is the Gate of Truth?"

"A juvenile 'god,'" Nate replied nonchalantly. "Step back. I don't want you to get caught up in this."

With that, his body transformed into a streak of golden light, placing him directly in front of the Fairy Sphere.

CRACK!

Suddenly, the surface of the Fairy Sphere fractured, fissures spreading like cobwebs.

With a loud BOOM, the sphere shattered into countless radiant fragments.

Acnologia's roar reverberated across the sky, filled with rage.

Now freed, the Black Dragon turned his baleful gaze to Nate, noticing the sword in his hand. The blade hung downward, its tip pointing to the ground.

"Shatter, Kyōka Suigetsu!"

Acnologia bellowed, swinging a massive claw at Nate.

The claw effortlessly shredded the figure before him—yet the torn figure turned into pale, fluttering paper fragments that vanished like burning ash into the air.

An illusion?! Acnologia's heart sank. Even he, the Dragon King, had been deceived.

In the next moment, Nate appeared atop the dragon's head, one hand pressed firmly against its dark scales.

"You're too powerful, Black Dragon. You must be sealed!"

"You dare, mere human?!" Acnologia's eyes rolled back to glare at him, contempt sharp in his gaze.

"True Magic: Flying Thunder God!"

Golden light bloomed in Nate's palm, bypassing the dragon's tough scales and sinking deep into his body.

Acnologia froze, shock flashing through his crimson eyes. How?! How could a mere human pierce my defenses?

"Goodbye. See you in the future!" Nate gave a wry smile and swiftly leapt away, transforming into a golden streak as he distanced himself.

Moments later, golden light enveloped Acnologia's entire body, distorting the space around him. At the center of his forehead, a blinding point of light appeared, warping time and space with immense gravitational force.

"What magic is this?! Nate, Master of the Magic Net!!" Acnologia roared furiously.

BOOM!

In a flash of light, the Black Dragon vanished, leaving no trace behind.

…

From afar, Igneel and Mavis stared in stunned silence.

"He's gone?" Such a powerful, unstoppable Black Dragon—completely gone?

Mavis blinked in disbelief, curiosity brimming in her eyes. "Fourth Master, did you seal him in a separate dimension?" She couldn't help but speculate, given how Nate's magic had visibly warped space-time.

Nate shook his head with a sigh. "No. I sent him to the future."

The Black Dragon was simply too strong. Killing him in the present was impossible. If that was the case, sealing him was the only option. But even an ordinary seal wouldn't suffice. In the original story, Acnologia was sealed in the "space between time." Yet even that failed—he devoured it and grew even stronger.

Thus, Nate had no choice but to send him to the future.

"The future?!" Mavis's golden eyes widened in astonishment, the ahoge atop her head standing on end. "Fourth Master, you can use time magic too?!"

Flying Thunder God was supposed to be spatial magic, wasn't it? She wasn't aware that Nate had traveled 400 years into the past—a secret known only to a handful of his closest companions.

"I know a lot of magic," Nate said with a smile, turning his gaze to the city protected by the Fairy Sphere. "First Master, how do we dispel this? Don't tell me it'll take seven years!"

Now that the crisis had been averted, Mavis relaxed and laughed. "If it were just me, it would indeed take several years."

Nate felt a wave of exasperation. "But didn't Acnologia just shatter it in moments?"

"He's different," Mavis explained. "Breaking it from the inside is much easier than from the outside." Tilting her head, she added with a mischievous smile, "But if you help me, we can dispel it in half a month!"

"Half a month?!" Nate's heart sank. Great, Lucy's championship dream was over. By the time this sphere was undone, the Pokémon Tournament Finals would be long finished. Should he secretly make her a personalized trophy to soften the blow?

"Can I break it from the inside?" Nate suggested.

"That would harm others inside."

"Fine," he sighed. What a hassle. He mentally cursed Acnologia for showing up out of nowhere and causing so much trouble.

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