Being Younger Is Cuter

Erza and Lyon, who had been locked in fierce combat, both stopped, surprise flashing across their faces as they looked toward the underground area beneath the center of the ruins.

Lucy, who had been fighting elsewhere, also came to a halt. Her gaze trembled as she looked toward the center of the ruins, saying in alarm:

"Th-this... such terrifying magic power..."

Elsewhere.

Natsu, Gray, and the others, who had been fighting Lyon's companions on the island, also stopped and turned toward the central ruins, each showing a trace of shock.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Gray's forehead. "Did... did Deliora revive? No, this magic power doesn't feel like Deliora's. Who is this?!"

Lyon could not possibly possess magic power like this.

This magic power was almost comparable to that of his master, Ur. More importantly, it even felt somewhat similar to Ur's!

Beneath the ruins.

Feng Ye stood there in a loose wizard's robe, watching Ultear as her magic power erupted. He said casually, "You really have grown. Since you're so determined, I'll accept your challenge. Come on."

"..."

Feng Ye's attitude made Ultear's gaze grow much heavier.

She knew that her magic power was absolutely no weaker than that of the lower-ranked Ten Wizard Saints. Yet even after she unleashed it like this, Feng Ye showed no sign of tension, and there was barely any change in his demeanor.

She could not determine what level Feng Ye's strength was truly at.

In fact, despite doing her utmost to investigate Feng Ye over the past few years, she had never managed to uncover his true strength. The limited information she had indicated that his personal strength was at least at the level of the Ten Wizard Saints.

In any case, she had no choice but to make a