Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

The cave was deeper and wider than I had imagined, and its internal structure clearly showed signs of human excavation. The stone walls were covered with faded murals and text. Through the translation of the "ancient documents," Hope learned that the stone walls depicted scenes of humans fighting against various demons.

This should be the headquarters of the Witcher organization.

Unfortunately, demons still exist, but demon hunters are only mentioned briefly in magical history books, and even the tradition of demon-slaying techniques has almost been lost.

Suddenly, a hoarse laugh came from deep within the cave.

"Hiss, another prey has come knocking... and prey with such delicious magic."

Chapter 200 The Destructive Explosive Gale Bullet!

Darkness surged, and a twisted figure slowly emerged from the deepest part of the cave.

It was a monster that was half human and half snake.

The upper body is that of a pale-skinned human male with a haggard face and crazed eyes. He has a pair of tattered bat wings spread behind him and curved horns growing from his head. His lower body is a thick snake tail covered with dark purple scales.

Most striking was the serpentine staff he held, topped with a gem that emitted an ominous red light.

"demon!"

Mirajane recognized the intense curse power emanating from the other person.

"To be precise, it's the 'Cursed Demon' Seraphim."

The monster hissed, its forked tongue licking its lips, "It's been ten years since I've tasted the magic of a fresh mage... especially a vibrant young human like you."

Hope narrowed his eyes, carefully sensing the other person's aura. "You're the culprit who cursed those people in the canyon?"

"A curse? No, no, no..."

Seraphim let out a piercing laugh, “I am bestowing upon them eternal life. Behold, freed from their fragile bodies, transformed into immortal serpents, how beautiful!”

The snake curse can indeed prolong the life of the cursed person, but they will live as a snake that has lost its human memories.

How could such a distorted curse possibly be revered?

Hope scoffed, and that disdainful attitude reminded Seraphin of the humiliation of being defeated and sealed away by the Witchers.

Seraphim's eyes suddenly turned venomous. "You arrogant human brats! I'll torture you until you wish you were dead! And when I'm done with you, you'll become my snake servants!"

"Just like the descendants of those witchers!"

Kana angrily retorted, "You turned them all into snakes?!"

"They broke in on their own."

Serafin shrugged indifferently. "After the Witchers were wiped out, some of their foolish descendants tried to find the legacy of the Witcher magic here, so I treated them well."

"But it seems like all the idiots of recent years have died out."

"The last time was ten years ago... It was a family of three who came here in search of their ancestors' demon-slaying magic."

"I was so hungry that I couldn't resist eating her."

At this point, Seraphin licked his lips, as if savoring the memory, "That man did have some tricks up his sleeve. At the last moment, he used a life-burning magic to send their daughter away."

"Too bad he doesn't know that I've already cast the snake-transforming curse on that little girl, hehe."

Seraphim raised his serpentine staff, which glowed with intense red light. "Now, it's your turn. Become my new serpent servants for my amusement. This time, I'll hold back and play with you to my heart's content before devouring you!"

A crimson ray shot out from the gem at the tip of the staff, heading straight for Hope at the front.

Hope neither dodged nor avoided; with a flick of his left hand, he casually dispersed the curse ray.

"what?!"

Seraphin was stunned. To dispel a curse with one's own body? Was this still human? Had humans developed some powerful magic during the decades he had been in seclusion?

Hope had no intention of reasoning with a demon. His figure had already vanished from the spot, and he seized the moment when Seraphim was slightly stunned to strike.

The next instant, he appeared beside Seraphin, his fist slamming into the demon's side without any magnetic field or magic.

It was just an ordinary punch, yet it sent Seraphin flying out of the cave. His snake tail, which he was trying to block, was shattered, and dark purple blood kept seeping from the severed tail.

Hope, toying with the ruby ​​staff he had casually taken, slowly walked out of the cave.

"Actually, you are not a cursed demon at all."

"You're just a hybrid that's neither human, nor snake, nor bird. It's incredibly tasteless of Jelf to design something like you."

Hope realized as soon as Seraph made his move that the source of the snake curse was not Seraph, but this magic staff inlaid with strange gems.

Hope's words struck a nerve with Serafin.

The title "Cursed Demon" was indeed made up by him. He was just a failed creation made by the black mage Zeref when he accidentally lost focus during a demon-creating process, causing the furnace to explode.

A demon without even a name spell is naturally ostracized by other self-proclaimed orthodox "Demons of the Book of Zeref".

Fortunately, although Seraphim has no magic, he has excellent physical abilities. Although he can't beat his own kind, he is, after all, a creation of a dark mage, so bullying humans is still a piece of cake for him.

But the scars of being ridiculed and ostracized by his peers remained deep in Seraphin's heart, and Hope ruthlessly tore them apart.

"Damn human brat!"

Blinded by rage, Seraphin even forgot who had broken his snake tail. He opened his blood-red maw and spewed a thick purple poisonous mist at Hope.

Wherever the poisonous fog passed, even the rocks were corroded and pitted.

Hope ignored her, saying, "Kana, she's all yours."

"It's finally my turn!"

Cana, who had been itching for a fight for a long time, immediately lit up a card and tossed it into the sky, shouting, "Arise from the azure abyss! Blue-Eyes White Dragon!"

Immediately afterwards, the energy began to run rampant.

A dazzling white light tore through the sky, and a dragon's shadow rapidly expanded within the light.

The first thing to pierce the light barrier was its pair of sapphire-like, cold and majestic eyes.

Its streamlined, pure white body was covered with a shell that gleamed like pearls, shimmering with a subtle bluish-white gradient under the light. A pair of enormous dragon wings suddenly unfurled, their membranes as thin as glass yet indestructible, with energy flowing between their patterns.

Upon its appearance, the pure white dragon let out a roar that resounded throughout the canyon, and the surrounding energy immediately converged wildly into its mouth, forming a pure white sphere of light so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Devastating Explosive Gale Bullet!

The next moment, a torrent of blazing white light, capable of annihilating everything, surged forth.

Wherever it passed, it seemed to devour even the light itself, let alone the poisonous fog of Seraphin.

The demon's attack was instantly thwarted, and he himself was pinned to the ground by the blazing white light retaliated by the Blue-Eyes White Dragon. Seraphin's shrill screams finally ended when a two-meter-high crater was blasted into the ground.

Resilient! Invincible! Strongest!

This is the Blue-Eyes White Dragon!

Looking at the demon lying motionless in the deep pit, its body emitting blue smoke, Kana's eyes widened. She had never imagined that a magic card could have such power.

The "Blue-Eyes White Dragon" is essentially Hope adding his "Holy Dragon Slayer" and a fixed "design" to the card.

In pursuit of maximizing its power, Hope went to great lengths; this Blue-Eyes White Dragon possessed 80% of the power he wielded when unleashing his full 'Holy Dragon Slayer' magic.

Although it's not magic specifically designed for demons, Dragon Slayer is still a powerful annihilation magic, and dealing with a mere Seraphin would be a piece of cake.

Chapter 201 The Legacy of Destroying Evil

The Blue-Eyes White Dragon hovered in mid-air, its deep throat still emitting a low hum, as if it would spew out a destructive white light again at Kana's command.

Hope walked slowly to the edge of the pit, glanced at the charred and smoking Seraphim at the bottom, and said, "Truly a demon, its vitality is no less than that of a cockroach, it still has a breath left."

In the deep pit, Seraphin's charred body twitched.

He struggled to lift his head, his tattered bat wings drooping limply, and looked at the blue-eyed white dragon that filled his vision, his eyes filled with terror. "No... impossible... mere card magic..."

Nothing is impossible.

Hope toyed with the jeweled staff in her hand. "Magic is all about whimsy, it's just that you happen to lack a brain."

Seraphin was so angry he couldn't speak. Hope looked down at the ominous red gem at the top of the staff.

Through the analysis of the ancient texts, he had come to understand that the gem was essentially a "cursed crystal".

"Cursed Crystals" are special and powerful items formed from high-quality magic crystals condensed under the influence of negative emotions and magic over many years.

Because they are influenced by a lot of negative emotions, each "cursed crystal" has different effects, but almost all of the cursed crystals are evil.

For example, the gem crystal at the top of this staff has the function of releasing the snake curse.

Seraphim was able to cast curses entirely thanks to this staff. He himself was nothing more than a failed product with only a demonic body and no innate spells.

"Give me...give me back my staff!" Seraphin struggled to get up, but the Blue-Eyes White Dragon's attack had already severely injured him.

"Give it back to you?" Kana sneered. "So you can continue to harm even more people?"

"What do you know!"

Seraphin was enraged. Provoked, he actually stood up despite his serious injuries. "I can absorb the magic power of snakes. As long as I keep getting stronger, one day I will have the power to fulfill Lord Zeref's long-cherished wish!"

Hope, who had originally intended to send Seraph on his way, suddenly became interested upon hearing this. "A dark mage? What is his wish?"

Seraphin, realizing he had said the wrong thing, shut his mouth.

But it was no use keeping quiet now; his thoughts were completely exposed to Hope.

With her ability to "read minds," "remember," and even the power of magnetic fields to read the minds of the weak, Hope could potentially find very few people in the world who could guard their thoughts, if she so desired.

"That's really interesting."

As Hope processed the information he had gleaned from Seraphim's mind, he grinned, his smile somewhat strange. "I never imagined that a dark mage's wish... would actually be to die."

Seraphim's pupils suddenly contracted. "How did you know!"

"Of course you told me."

"Mind-peeping! You actually possess such magic!"

Seraphin realized what was happening and immediately forced himself to think about something else. Although it was a failure, he remained loyal to his creator.

However, it was already too late.

Hope leaped into the pit and stood before Seraphim, tapping his heaving chest with his staff. "Your thoughts tell me that the so-called 'Demon of the Book of Zeref' is actually a tool created by Zeref for his own suicide."

"I never imagined that the demon that has plagued the earth for hundreds of years was created simply as a means for black mages to commit suicide."