Ryoma's consciousness was rapidly sinking within the Space-Time Vortex.
He felt as if he was in an endless chaos, where the concepts of time and space became blurred.
Between waking and sleeping, he could clearly feel something merging with him, becoming one. It wasn't a simple attachment, but a complete fusion from the very root.
At the same time, a vast and profound stream of information, like a bursting flood, surged into his mind.
Space-Time Magic: Space-Time Corridor!
It distorts the space-time structure of an area, deeply integrating the flow of time and spatial paths within it, allowing the caster and their associated objects to temporarily detach from the current time and space.
And it can use its vast magic power or stored time as a price to reverse the time of a specific target.
This... is the magic on the first page of that silver grimoire?
A magic that can interfere with space-time!
Before he could think deeply, a strong sense of dizziness struck, and his consciousness completely fell into darkness.
—
After an unknown amount of time, Ryoma's consciousness slowly surfaced from the chaos, gradually becoming clear.
He struggled to open his eyes, rubbing his still throbbing forehead.
What met his gaze was no longer the collapsed cave ruins, nor the gray and still world, but a forest.
"..."
Ryoma paused, then slowly sat up and looked around.
This forest... this familiar scene...
Memories from months ago instantly resurfaced in his mind, precisely matching everything before him.
Ryoma murmured to himself, "Galuna Island..."
That's right, this was Galuna Island, where he was before he left the Fairy Tail world.
"It seems I'm back again." He let out a long sigh, a hint of helplessness in his tone.
The uncontrollable strange power within him had sent him back again, and just like last time, the time of his return was exactly the same as when he left.
It was as if he had just traveled to another world and now returned home on time.
Ryoma subconsciously checked himself.
The Black Bulls cloak from the Black Clover world was gone, replaced by his original clothes.
The silver grimoire that had accompanied him for so long was also gone.
"Hmm?" Ryoma frowned.
No!
He suddenly closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into his body.
The next second, his entire body froze.
That silver grimoire hadn't disappeared!
It had actually merged with his second origin in an incredible way.
It was no longer a physical book but had transformed into an arcane mark, deeply imprinted in the core of his magic source.
The feeling of fusion he had experienced in the Space-Time Vortex was this.
And at this very moment, that grimoire, which had already turned into a mark, carried another power and completely, perfectly merged with Ryoma's second origin.
Buzz!!!
It was like the roar of the universe's beginning.
Ryoma's two magic sources within his body simultaneously boiled violently at this instant.
The magic power representing ice and water in his first magic source, like an ignited ice sea, stirred up monstrous waves.
The nascent magic power in his second magic source, fused with space-time power, was like an exploding supernova releasing endless light and heat.
Boom!!!
A terrifying magic power, indescribable in words, erupted from Ryoma, and a visible pillar of magic power, a mixture of ice blue and silver-white, shot up into the sky.
The raging magic power transformed into a tangible shockwave, spreading wildly in all directions.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The ground within several hundred meters around Ryoma was instantly covered by a thick layer of solid ice.
Trees, rocks, earth... everything was turned into an ice sculpture under this extreme cold.
The entire Galuna Island was enveloped by this terrifying magic power pressure.
...
Erza and Lucy, who were currently confronting Lyon's subordinates, almost simultaneously stopped all their movements.
They suddenly turned their heads, looking in horror at the pillar of magic power that pierced through the sky.
"What... what is that?!" Lucy's voice trembled with fear, her face pale.
"Such terrifying magic power!"
Lyon's subordinates felt the magic power, and every cell in their bodies sent out danger warnings.
Erza's eyes widened even more, her face filled with disbelief.
"This magic power feels a bit familiar but it's... impossibly powerful."
Erza's expression was more solemn than ever before. Her entire armor hummed, as if fearing that power.
"Beyond S-Class..."
Her voice was dry and hoarse.
"This magic power... definitely surpasses the scope of an S-Class Mage. Who exactly is this?!"
Is it Zeref's demon?
Or has Deliora been resurrected?
No!
Deliora is a demon, and this magic power doesn't have that evil aura.
On the other side, inside the ruins, Lyon and his trusted subordinates were even more startled, breaking out in cold sweat.
"Are you kidding me?!"
Lyon's legs went soft, almost collapsing to the ground. His proud Ice-Make Magic seemed like a child's joke in the face of that extreme cold. He could feel that under this pressure, even mobilizing his magic power became incredibly difficult.
"How can there be such a monster on this island?!"
...
At this moment, Ryoma, at the center of the storm, was enduring unimaginable impact.
The magic power within his two magic sources was surging wildly at an exponential rate. He felt as if his body was a balloon about to burst.
Every cell, every meridian, was being frantically scoured, widened, and strengthened by this immensely vast magic power.
Pain!
Unspeakable pain!
But behind this pain was a rebirth, a complete transformation.
He could clearly feel that his magic power level was undergoing some kind of leap. The magnitude of his magic power was constantly breaking through limits.
The barrier of an S-Class Mage was as fragile as thin paper before this power, easily pierced. However, this was not the end. The growth of magic power still showed no signs of stopping.
Still climbing!
Climbing frantically!
Finally, when the rampaging magic power reached an unprecedented peak, it slowly subsided.
Whoosh—
Ryoma let out a long, turbid breath.
The breath instantly condensed into countless tiny ice crystals, shimmering with silver-white light, as it left his lips.
He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the magic power within his body, vast as a sea of stars.
An unprecedented feeling of power filled his limbs and bones.
He had a feeling that with just a thought, he could freeze half of Galuna Island.
"This is..."
Ryoma spread out his palm, and a wisp of ice-blue magic power pulsed in his palm.
"The power of a Wizard Saint?"
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