Chapter 1471: True Unity

Michael began to absorb every single piece of information in Sol. Every artifact, every information about the Ancient Era that had survived the Cataclysm.

And in doing so, he began to gain a much deeper understanding of his own power. He began to truly understand what Unity was all about.

Unity was magic.

Not in the sense of normal magic in this world. Magic, in the sense that it could do anything in the world and defy all kinds of logic.

It was the astonishing aspect of Unity that made it so powerful.

Unity was made out of everything, every elemental mana in the world. So, it only made sense that Michael could create anything in the world using Unity.

It had been so simple from the very beginning. But it was only now that he truly understood the true use of Unity. It was the filament that allowed reality to create those threads! It was the very lifeblood of the universe, allowing it to create something out of nothing!

And now, Michael had that power in his hands. He had Unity.

The mana cores in his body, which was previously 8 tiers of crystals positioned together in a circle, was now beginning to disintegrate.

The power of Unity was destroying it. It was destroying the very foundation that he had built his magic from.

It wasn’t long before prismatic lightning began to crackle inside him. It created cracks within the crystals of his mana cores, till one by one, they disintegrated into dust.

POOF! POOF!

Michael felt unbridled power swirling around his body. The mana that he had painstakingly gathered inside his body for years on end, was now wilding out all over without anything that could stop it.

More and more crystals began to break, until finally, they were no more.

He, for all intents and purposes, had become a mortal once again. He had lost the ability to wield ’magic’.

But he knew that this was just the first part. In order to build something, you first had to destroy it.

Michael had done the destroying. Now, it was time for him to build.

He looked at the mana inside his body. They ran like bulls, charging through his body in an attempt to get out.

Using his new understanding of Unity, he imagined himself a lasso.

Imagination turned to manifestation, which soon turned into reality.

Prismatic lights gathered to form a large lasso, one that began to wrap around the wild magic inside his body.

These mana particles were 8-star level. These were not something that could be so easily tamed, especially after they were forced out of their territory.

But the prismatic lasso was able to easily force them to remain calm.

Michael grabbed at the lasso and forced the magic to gather at his core, towards the Nascent Spirit that was in his chest.

This was the difference between a 9-star wizard of the modern era, and a 9-star wizard of the Ancient Era.

They had no distinction between a Sword Intent, or an Arcanic Magic, or an Aubility Power. They were one and the same.

That was one of the things he learned here in the secret library.

Using this knowledge, he knew what to do. He gathered the mana using his lasso, and began to mold them using the Sword Intent that he had gained from mastering his own sword style.

The lassos adapted, becoming as sharp as swords instead.

And as they wrapped around the magic bulls inside revolving around his Nascent Core, something weird began to happen. The bulls actually began to don these sharp lassos as some kind of armor around their necks!

Together, they rampaged through his Nascent Core as if it was now their own territory.

Michael looked down at his own spirit.

The Nascent Core was the planet. The mana were the bulls or the animals grazing on the world. Meanwhile, the Sword Intent was the weapon that had allowed these bulls to live and survive for their own lives.

He had created an ecosystem inside his own body. One that had accommodated all three of his powers, achieving True Unity.

And as soon as he achieved this, he felt a massive change inside his body. His power felt like it had gained a new dimension, an entirely new form of power he could not even understand as of yet.

His eyes glowed prismatic. And in his hands, prismatic light began to emerge.

With a single thought, a prismatic magic circle appeared under his feet.

And suddenly, rocket boots appeared on the bottom of his soles, made out of pure Unity itself.

Then, Unity propelled him upwards, with speeds surpassing even that of light itself.

He breached out of Sol’s solar flares, finding himself looking down at Lucy and the rest of the Mystic Masters of the Guild.

They all stared at him, and saw the Unity magic circle hovering behind him, like it was his halo.

And it was in that instant that they realized the truth. Michael had achieved something that no one yet had achieved in this world.

He had achieved the true 9-star realm.

"He is the chosen one..."

"We were wrong... he is the one who will bring magic back into the world."

"Unity... he can wield Unity.... Seberus was right..."

"A Supreme Talent... a Talent to conquer the entirety of humanity."

All four robed Mystic Masters could only lower their heads as they realized that they were on the wrong side of history.

Seberus had warned them. Michael was different. He was blessed with magic unlike any other. But they didn’t believe him. They believed that he was just making a ploy in order to control the Guild of Arcana.

But as it turned out, he was telling the truth. Michael was the only one in this world who could wield the powers of the ancients.

They should have known this beforehand. They just didn’t want to believe it.

"YOU THINK I’M GOING TO TAKE THIS LYING DOWN?!"