Internet Magic in Fairy Tail

"What disgusting magic!" Erza said, her expression grave.

Jose's magic was sinister, exuding the aura of death. Ordinary mages would struggle even to stand in the presence of this malevolent force, feeling so nauseated that they might vomit.

"Wizard Saint?" Jose narrowed his eyes at Nate’s remark. "I see. It seems the Magic Council values you highly."

Of course, they did. Jose himself valued Nate, and the Council wasn’t foolish.

"But no need to rush," Jose continued, his magic receding as he let out a sinister laugh. "Once I deal with Makarov and destroy Fairy Tail, you can take his place as one of the new Ten Wizard Saints."

'Can you even beat him?' Nate thought sarcastically. He figured the old man might arrive any minute now.

"Erza!" came a shout as the rest of the Fairy Tail crew arrived in their magical four-wheelers, rushing toward her and stopping at her side.

Everyone glared at Jose, filled with righteous fury.

"Hehehe... You're all here, little brats. Enjoy your despair!" Jose spread his arms wide, and from his hands emerged hundreds of black spirits, swarming in droves around the Fairy Tail mages.

"I'll be waiting for you at headquarters. Let’s see who can make it to me." Jose’s body became transparent and vanished, leaving behind his army of ghostly figures.

"What is this disgusting magic?" someone exclaimed.

"They're Jose's specters!" another cried.

"How many of them? Hundreds?"

As the Fairy Tail crew became surrounded by the ghostly soldiers, Sol twisted his body sideways, almost parallel to the ground.

"No, no, no... This is Master Jose's shade magic. If you touch these, they'll drain your life force."

Sol stroked his chin. "Consider this a friendly warning, 'Fairies.'"

"Step aside!" Nate swung his fist, unleashing a shockwave that obliterated everything in its path. The force swept over Sol, sending him flying hundreds of meters straight into the Phantom Lord headquarters.

"I’ll handle Jose," Nate said, floating lightly into the air and heading straight for the Phantom Lord HQ.

"Wait, I'm coming to help!" Erza shouted, immediately summoning her 'Heaven’s Wheel Armor.' In an instant, she transformed from her 'Flight Armor' into a gleaming silver suit resembling that of a battle angel. She soared into the sky, chasing after Nate.

Meanwhile, Gray destroyed one of the specters, only to watch it regenerate and twist back into shape.

"We need to take out Jose to stop this magic!" Realizing what had to be done, Gray charged toward the headquarters, yelling to the others, "Don’t get caught up fighting these things! Come with me, let’s break through!"

"Right!"

The group unleashed a barrage of colorful magic as they fought their way through the army of specters, advancing toward the headquarters.

Arriving at a wall, Elfman shouted, "Take Over: Black Bull!" His right arm transformed into a black bull's arm, and with one punch, he shattered the wall.

Once inside, they were met by a large group of Phantom Lord mages.

"Welcome, 'Fairies'," said the leader, whose hair was half black and half white. With his hands casually tucked into his pockets, he sneered, "I’m Totomaru of the Great Flame of Element 4. Nice to meet you. Now, would you kindly die?"

...

Erza, still in the air, infiltrated Phantom Lord’s headquarters. She had been following Nate, but he was too fast, turning into a streak of golden light and disappearing onto the rooftop, leaving her behind.

Suddenly, a light drizzle began to fall.

Standing on one of the castle-like platforms of the headquarters, Juvia held a blue umbrella, gazing upward at Erza.

"Juvia?" Erza recognized her and descended onto the platform. "Have you seen Nate? No, where is your master?"

"Juvia is jealous!" Juvia's eyes flashed with hostility as she gritted her teeth and glared at Erza.

"Jealous?" Erza felt uneasy.

"Juvia saw it through the magic crystal. Nate was sitting in the magic vehicle with you, and he was hugging your waist from behind!"

"Ah?" Erza suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Juvia wants to be hugged too!" Juvia screamed, filled with envy and jealousy. "Erza, you lied to me! You’re definitely a rival in love! This time, Juvia won’t let you go!"

She raised her hand, summoning a torrent of water.

"Water Slicer!"

The rushing water formed sharp blades, slicing through the air toward Erza.

Erza sighed in frustration, blocking the water blades with her sword. "Wait, listen! We don’t need to fight!"

"I don’t want to hear it! I don’t want to hear it!" Juvia shouted, ignoring her.

...

At the topmost room of Phantom Lord’s headquarters, Jose reclined leisurely in a large chair. Before him floated a large magic crystal that displayed various scenes of the ongoing battles: the 'Fairy Tail' team breaking through the lower floors, Erza fighting Juvia, and the clash of the two Dragon Slayers at the ruins of the branch.

He watched it all unfold through his crystal.

Just then, the door burst open with a loud 'bang', and Nate strode into the room.

"Here already?" Jose asked, smiling calmly as he clasped his hands together in front of him.

"From Magnolia to here, you destroyed one of my branches, using powerful magic again and again. You must be running low on magic power, Nate."

"So, now that you’ve reached me, what can you do?"

Nate paused, sensing the magic left within him. He slowly extended his right hand, releasing a soft white glow from his palm.

"It’s true, I’m almost at my limit."

Seeing his honesty, Jose stood up from his chair, approaching with a smug grin.

"Fairy Tail will soon be a thing of the past. But you... you're different, Nate. You’re a genius mage, and my offer still stands."

Nate shook his head. "Thanks for the offer, but there's one thing you’ve misunderstood."

As he spoke, his magic power surged rapidly. The magic that had nearly run out was instantly replenished, returning to full strength.

"Magic power... I can have as much as I want."

"What?!" Jose’s smile vanished, replaced by a look of utter disbelief.

What was going on? This kid’s magic had almost been drained! He should have been able to cast only a few more small spells at best. But right in front of him, Nate had restored all his magic power in an instant!

"How... how is this possible?!" Jose stared at Nate, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.

"Master Jose, I have a general way of measuring magic power," Nate began, ignoring Jose's shock.

"For example, this is one-star level magic." As he spoke, the white glow in his palm brightened several times over.

"That punch I gave you earlier only used about a third of that. I’m sorry it didn’t cause enough damage."

Jose frowned deeply. "What are you talking about?"

"Patience, hear me out. Now, this is two-star magic." The glow intensified, filling the entire room.

"And then there's three-star."

The magic flowed visibly now, the sheer force of it whipping up strong winds inside the room.

Jose squinted, feeling the weight of Nate’s magic. This amount was already on par with his subordinate, Sol of the Earth.

"And finally, four-star."

In an instant, all the light condensed back into Nate’s palm, compressed to its utmost limit.

Nate slowly raised his glowing hand toward Jose.

"I’ve given this move a name before…"

“It’s… Breathtaking."

Boom!!

The compressed magic power erupted all at once, sending a massive beam of white light hurtling toward Jose, piercing the room and shooting into the sky.

...

Outside, Makarov had just arrived in Oak Town when he looked up in shock.

Beneath the dark clouds, a blinding beam of white light stretched across the sky, thousands of meters long.

Wherever the light passed, the sky seemed to crack like fine porcelain, the fissures spreading out and covering the entire horizon.

"This magic... Nate!" Makarov whispered in astonishment.