"Even though the Blue-Eyes White Dragon was condensed by Calvin sacrificing his life, it doesn't mean its magic can last indefinitely. There will always be a moment of exhaustion.
In the fierce battle with Acnologia, the Blue-Eyes White Dragon's magic was depleting at a terrifying speed. In a span of less than twenty minutes, the life-sacrificed magic of Calvin had already run dry.
The evidence was clear—the silhouette of the white dragon in the sky began to appear illusory and faded. Its emitted light became faint, giving the sense of a flickering candle.
Normally, if the Blue-Eyes White Dragon sustained severe injuries, its magic would automatically replenish and repair its body. However, at this moment, the dragon had a broken tail, shattered teeth, broken claws, and only one wing remaining.
From its neck to the base of its tail, there was a massive crack, almost tearing it apart.
At this very moment, the Blue-Eyes White Dragon lay gasping for breath in a certain open space on Tenrou Island.
The black dragon circled in the sky, emitting a victorious roar!
It was evident—Acnologia had won this battle. Even though Calvin transformed into the White Dragon, he couldn't defeat the sole Dragon King.
The Blue-Eyes White Dragon emitted a soft white light, and its massive body began to gradually disintegrate into pure white foam, dispersing.
Revealing Calvin, with his closed eyes.
He lay quietly there, with no visible injuries, but his breath had also ceased.
His heart had stopped beating.
Everything proved it—Calvin was dead.
The place where the Blue-Eyes White Dragon fell wasn't too far from the Fairy Tail group. Seeing this scene, Cana disregarded everything and rushed out, tightly embracing Calvin's body, pressing her forehead against his, murmuring softly.
"Wake up, Calvin... Please... wake up!"
Accompanying her cry were tears as precious as pearls, streaming down from Cana's eyes.
The tears fell onto Calvin's cheeks, creating small splashes, continuing to trickle down.
Just like his final glorious moment in life, even though those splashes momentarily joined the fight against Acnologia, the outcome remained the same—water always flows downwards.
Far away, looking at Cana holding Calvin, the scene finally overlapped with what Sherria witnessed a week ago. In an instant, her tears couldn't be held back, and she began to sob uncontrollably.
Suddenly, she felt everything was too heartbreaking, especially because she had foreseen it all but couldn't do anything.
Perhaps, this ability was better off not possessed.
Mira took a few steps forward but suddenly froze, unable to move.
"Calvin... Is he really dead?"
She squatted abruptly, clutching her hair nervously, speaking to herself in a frantic tone.
"This is a dream, right? Calvin can't possibly be dead; he's so strong!"
Erza's face was filled with sadness. She gently embraced Mira from behind, not to comfort her, but to cry silently together.
Natsu clenched his fists tightly, bowing his head in an expression that didn't want to be seen. Laxus closed his eyes, facing the sky, lost in thoughts. Perhaps he was already starting to miss it, as there would be no one left to call him Pikachu.
In this moment, everyone mourned for Calvin.
Deep within the unseen forest, a beautiful girl in loose clothing showed a similar expression of sorrow, silently watching everything unfold.
At that moment, Acnologia seemed to have displayed its might enough. It landed on the ground, casting a gaze over everyone.
Finally, its gaze settled in Calvin's direction. With a gentle exhale, it caused a massive airwave, blowing Cana far away.
Then, it reached out with its claws, grabbing Calvin's body, gazing at it silently.
Afterward, before anyone could react, it bent its draconic arm backward and then forcefully threw Calvin's body forward.
The power of Acnologia was immense. With that throw, it was unknown where Calvin would end up in the depths of the sea. Even if they wanted to retrieve him, it would be like finding a needle in a haystack in the vast ocean.
Therefore, the Fairy Tail members instantly became furious, shouting in unison.
"Bring Calvin back!"
Their attacks rained down relentlessly on Acnologia, but with its near invincible strength, it ignored these minor disturbances, flapping its wings gently, blowing away everything."
Here's the translation:
"Gray gritted his teeth and said, 'The only plan now is to use Absolute Zero!'"
Naturally, everyone opposed it, but unfortunately, Acnologia didn't even give Gray a chance.
It soared into the sky again, seemingly unwilling to continue playing with this group of insects. However, its 'not playing' didn't mean letting them go, but rather resolving them all in one go.
A dense magical force gathered in its mouth. Seeing this, the members of Fairy Tail knew exactly what it intended. Clearly, it was about to unleash another roar!
However, this time, there was no one like Gajeel to intercept the attack.
Three parties bore witness to today's events: Ultear and Meredy; the Council's enforcement troops; and Jellal, who stood alone.
They all witnessed the same scene: the epic battle between the black and white dragons, and under Acnologia's roar, the entire Tenrou Island was reduced to ashes.
No one from Fairy Tail managed to escape.
In the sky, something swiftly streaked by, causing a howling sound.
After traveling for an unknown distance, the force acting upon the object finally disappeared, causing it to plummet into the sea.
Once it stopped, it was finally possible to discern what it was.
It wasn't just an object; it was a corpse—Calvin Makarov's corpse.
Despite being a corpse, it emitted a light. Upon closer inspection, it wasn't the body emitting the light but something on it.
It was a card held within the corpse's embrace, depicting a sky-blue metal cross with a circular ring at its apex, evoking a sense of divinity.
The card's name was "Revival of the Dead."
It was the card Calvin had staked everything on.
Once, an ambitious former member of the Ten Wizard Saints created a powerful body without a soul, using Elza and his own blood, in an attempt to regain past glory.
Calvin, at the Tower of Paradise, converted 2.7 billion concepts of magical power into this card to stop the rampant magical force.
Upon obtaining the card, Calvin merged the soulless body into the Revival of the Dead, leaving his own magical imprint within the card.
This magic was a restriction and a mechanism.
Its quantity wasn't large but would change based on Calvin's condition.
Its sole function was to trigger the Revival of the Dead when it dissipated.
So, when would this magic dissipate?
Of course, at its owner's death.
This Revival of the Dead, fundamentally, was the finalized version of the R system, so its function needed no explanation: it revived the dead.
So, once the card was triggered, who would it revive?
Naturally, the owner of the magic imprinted within the card, Calvin.
As the light shone, Calvin's body gradually regained vitality. His pale face turned rosy. His heart began beating once again.
His chest rose and fell, indicating Calvin was breathing again.
Ripples of magic surged within him uncontrollably, signifying the magic seed was releasing magic once more.
Calvin was about to descend into the world again, reenacting his legend.
However, at that moment, a figure abruptly appeared beside Calvin.
The figure, with a complex expression, scrutinized Calvin before a strange smile appeared, murmuring softly, "I never thought this day would come so soon..."