Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

Seeing the figure standing on the dragon armor, Gildarts, who was protecting the cat couple behind him, immediately showed a look of surprise, "Natsu! Happy!"

"It's Gildarts!"

Natsu and Happy were working together to pull the unconscious soldier out of the Dragon Armor to prevent him from suffocating inside when they turned around and saw the familiar drunkard uncle.

"It's Gildarts!"

Upon seeing his companions, Natsu immediately tossed aside the enemy he had just rescued, exclaiming, "The Chairman and Mystogan are here too!"

The cat couple were stunned when they saw the adorable blue kitten circling around the four humans.

Happy noticed the two unfamiliar cats nearby and immediately came over, raising his paw. "Hello, uncles and aunties! I'm Happy!"

Seeing Happy's cheerful and lively demeanor, the cat couple's eyes welled up with tears without them even realizing it. The blue cat, Mar, instinctively took Happy's little paw and, together with the white cat, Racky, hugged him.

Seeing Raki and Mar crying, Happy didn't know why, but he hugged them too, feeling a sense of closeness to them...

Gildarts stopped the bewildered Natsu and, along with Makarov and Mystogan, silently watched the scene unfold.

No parent would fail to recognize their child.

Except for Gildarts...

Chapter 192 The Final Wedding Dress

"The reunion of family... oh no, my beloved cat is truly a joyous occasion."

"You agree, right? My other self."

At the top of the Tower of Despair, Hope witnessed Happy and the cat couple embracing, and then turned to look at the boy who looked almost exactly like her.

Hopleth sat on a throne made of black crystal, toying with the "Heart of the Abyss" that was churning with black mist in his hand.

He looked up, his dark eyes reflecting Hope's image. "I thought you would gather your companions first before coming to see me, since that would increase your chances of winning."

"no need."

Hope shook her head. "Your two worlds are too weak right now. Our guild can overthrow this country with just a few people."

Hopleth rose, stepped down from the throne, and stood facing Hope. The two were of similar height and had similar faces, but their temperaments were completely different.

Hope looked amiable and seemed like an honest man.

Hoplethus, on the other hand, was surrounded by a cold and heavy aura.

His gaze fell on the fairy emblem on Hope's arm. "The me from another world is actually a Fairy Tail mage... How ironic."

Hope paused for a moment.

He already knew the tragedy that this "self" before him had experienced. His family had died tragically in an undeserved disaster, and he had gained strength from despair, thus embarking on a lonely path of fighting against the whole world.

So miserable and unlucky, if he didn't turn evil, he'd probably be a god in the Middle Kingdom.

"I've heard about what happened to you."

Hope said slowly, "It doesn't matter how you take revenge on Faust, but what is the purpose of collecting despair?"

"In order to become a god."

Hopleth's fingers gently brushed across the "Heart of the Abyss," causing the black mist within the crystal to churn even more violently. "So... my other self, are you here to stop me?"

"Yes and no."

"If you're willing to stop and explain things to everyone, I naturally won't stop you."

As Hope spoke, she glanced at the central square not far away. Under Wendy's magical influence, her companions, who had been turned into magic crystals, were returning to their original forms one by one.

After quickly learning the situation, Erza, Gray, Elfman, and others joined the battle. Although Hopeless's army was numerous, it was already showing a one-sided trend.

Hopleth also saw it, but he didn't care about the rout of his troops, because the real strength never came from the army below, but from himself.

He looked up at Hope, “You live in a world full of magic, with powerful companions and the bonds of a guild... You can’t understand the sense of despair when you lose everything.”

"When you know that what you're about to do is incomprehensible, but you still have to do it... then you'll understand why you need to become ruthless, why you need to use everything available, including becoming the kind of person you hate the most."

As the words fell, a deep purple, despairing magic erupted, and a tangible black wave surged outwards from Hope, with one of the waves roaring as it swept towards Hope.

The sky grew even darker.

A golden magic barrier instantly materialized in front of Hope, but the magic barrier shattered the moment the two forces collided.

The magic of despair spread through Hope as if it were alive.

Hope frowned slightly; he could sense the immense amount of negative emotions contained within this magic of despair. Pain, anger, sorrow, regret... countless different kinds of despair were compressed into this highly corrosive power.

Hopleth raised his hand, black lines spreading from his crystal-holding hand up his arm, his aura rising steadily. "My power comes from despair itself. Every attack is accompanied by the erosion of emotion, which can break even the strongest will."

"Oh, that's it?"

Hope's voice was indifferent, and he casually tore apart the despairing magic that had climbed onto his body.

Seeing the bewildered expression on his other self, he smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, I deeply understand the despair you've experienced."

“I see. No wonder you weren’t affected by the negative emotions. But I’ve had enough for you.”

Hopleth raised the Heart of the Abyss.

Surprisingly, the ancient crystal, which was originally dominated by the dark power of despair, now emitted a large amount of white light.

One black and one white, together they firmly occupy half of the crystal.

The next second, power erupted from Hope's body again, but this time the powerful pressure was so great that even Hope was forced to take a step back.

Seeing the black and white light emanating from Hope's body, Hope finally understood why he had set his sights on Fairy Tail of Aslant.

Only when "despair" and "hope" are in balance can the "Heart of the Abyss" truly help him become a god.

Hopeless could handle the overwhelming despair on his own, since Edolas was already on the decline. In this world of fear and unease, he only needed to act terrifyingly to reap enough despair.

And hope... he chose to draw upon the power of another world.

When Fairy Tail from another world wreaks havoc on the battlefield, the people of this world see the dawn of overthrowing the Despair Emperor, and naturally, hope arises.

Hope born from fear and oppression is undoubtedly the purest.

The god of despair is also the god of hope!

"You've figured it out? But it's too late!"

Seeing Hope's changing expressions, Hopeless raised the Heart of the Abyss high and plunged it into his chest.

"This very moment! This is the ultimate moment!"

The next second, light and darkness, hope and despair.

Two magical forces, though originating from the same source, were completely different and instantly merged into one within Hope's body, giving him an aura of divine power.

A deafening magical roar emanated from the top of the black tower, and all living beings inside and outside the capital felt that terrifyingly powerful aura.

Hopleth felt the overwhelming power surging within his body and revealed a smile he hadn't had in a long time.

Although he is still far from being a true "god," his current power is enough to repair the world's barrier, change the world, and even revive the dormant magic in the future.

However, before he could enjoy his joy for long, Hopleth suddenly widened his eyes, which were filled with struggle and astonishment, and quickly turned ashen. Then, the "Heart of the Abyss" on his chest emitted an eerie light.

The next second, an ancient will easily replaced the defenseless Hopeless and became the new master of this body.

Antihope, the god of despair, has awakened!

Chapter 193: Breaking the Divine Way

"Finally... finally this moment has come!"

Despair God Antihope stood atop the tower, manipulating this young vessel, black and white magic flowing around him, each breath carrying a rhythmic pattern.

The Heart of the Abyss pulsated in His chest, each beat releasing terrifying fluctuations that distorted space.

Despair God Antihope spoke, his whispers echoing, “Young life, pure despair and hope... What a beautiful body, foolish child, to naively believe that you can so easily gain the power to save the world.”

Hope simply watched all of this quietly. Faced with this resurrected God of Despair, there was no sign of panic on his face. He even yawned out of boredom.

"Human, you don't seem surprised at all?" Antihope noticed Hope's nonchalant demeanor.

"I guessed it."

Hope spoke calmly, “An ordinary person with a tragic fate obtains a heaven-defying artifact and becomes a Boss. Just when they have collected enough energy and are about to realize their ambitions, they are possessed by a mysterious old man inside the artifact, and all their efforts become someone else’s gain.”

"With a plot so predictable from the start, it would be strange not to guess what happens next... But..."

Hope looked Despair up and down. "You don't look so great either. We finally got a naive, unlucky guy to possess, and this is all you've got?"

A flash of anger crossed Antihope's eyes. "Though I only possess thirty percent of my full power, I am not someone an ignorant ant like you can judge!"

Deep purple and pure white energy erupted from His body, weaving into a divine halo in the air. The sky above the royal capital darkened completely, and lightning raged through the clouds.

"Visitor from another world, your soul shines exceptionally bright..."

"Now, pay the price for your offense and become my first sacrifice after my awakening."

Antihope grinned inhumanly and took a step forward. With just one step, the entire top floor of the Tower of Despair instantly collapsed, and black crystals scattered like sand.

Numerous black and white magical chains extended from the void, each containing extreme negative energy, directly sealing off all the space around Hope and attempting to corrupt his mind.

This is the authority of the God of Despair, capable of mobilizing all negative emotions to impact the target's spirit. Under such a massive amount of negative emotions, very few humans can maintain their true selves.

however--

"That's it?"

Hope's voice was very calm.

As a person with strong magnetic field, the most important thing is to maintain one's original intention. If one does not even have this much willpower, how can one talk about being strong?

Hope simply clenched her fist and punched the air. The chains around her, formed from the power of despair, melted away at the speed of light, like vampires exposed to light.

Antihope's smile froze on his face. "What...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Hope appeared in front of him and delivered a simple, unadorned straight punch to his face. Antihope didn't even have time to react.

boom!

The powerful force slammed Antihope down, shattering several layers of the tower. He tumbled more than a dozen times before barely managing to regain his balance, leaving a clear fist mark on his face and even his nose crooked to one side.

"God? That's it?"