Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

"what--!"

Hades screamed as Hope ripped his left arm off his body.

Chapter 242 Hearing of the Gods Again

Clutching his bleeding wound, Hades quickly moved away. Just as he was about to use the life force of the 'Demon Heart' to restore his severed limb, he was horrified to find that he could not do so.

"How is this possible?!"

Seeing Hades finally break down, Hope smiled slightly.

The death force of the magnetic field technique "Hell Path" can prevent recovery abilities, which even the super magnetic field monster Oga can only withstand by relying on his numerical strength.

Not to mention Hades, who relies on external things.

Seeing that the "Death Force" was effective, Hope dropped the severed limb and arrived beside Hades at a speed that was almost instantaneous, gripping his right shoulder tightly with his hand.

Hades broke out in a cold sweat and dared not move, otherwise he would have lost his right hand as well.

But Hope, channeling Li Yunlong's spirit, waved to Makarov and shouted, "Old man, come here, beat him back for everything he did to you before."

I'm fighting Hades?

Makarov was taken aback, then took a deep breath and rejected Hope's offer of revenge. After all, Hope was the elder he had once respected the most.

Moreover, the theme of our Fairy Tail is "love and adventure".

Isn't this kid's method a bit too outrageous...?

Hope was just joking; given Makarov's personality, he was destined not to insult others, let alone slap his teacher.

"President, what are your plans to do with him?"

Hope released Hades; after all, Hades couldn't escape his grasp.

Makarov fell silent. He didn't know how to deal with Hades either. Colluding with the Gates of the Underworld to invade Sirius Island—just for that crime alone, he could execute Hades immediately.

only......

"Finish me off, Makarov," Hades said, taking the initiative. In his current state, dying at the hands of his disciple would be a decent end for him.

Makarov sighed deeply. "I've learned a lot from you, and in return... I'll let you off this time. Get out of Tenrou Island now."

Hope said nothing about her chairman's decision.

Heavy-handed, but not ruthless.

This is Makarov's consistent attitude towards enemies; otherwise, how could Joseph, the former leader of the Phantom Lords, have had the opportunity to escape and then cooperate with Oración Seis?

Now, he wants to let Hades go.

Hope had no intention of stopping him. Even if Hades made a comeback in the future, with Hope as his protector, the old man was destined not to cause any trouble.

Hades, however, thought differently. "You're as naive as ever... brat. If you let me go this time, I'll definitely crush your guild next time."

Makarov gently shook his head. "My loss to you doesn't mean the younger generation of the guild will lose. Even without Hope, other kids will defeat you."

The two old men fell silent again.

After a long silence, Makarov raised his head and asked the same question he had posed at the beginning: "Why did you choose to fall into darkness?"

Hades lowered his head. "I think I've already said that magic is a miracle born in darkness, but the world doesn't accept darkness, so I want to find the truth of the magic path."

"What good would finding that thing do?"

Makarov was somewhat disappointed. "Magic may indeed originate from darkness, but as times progress, magic will also change."

"Magic can be light or darkness, red or blue... Everyone's understanding of magic is different, but their magic is real magic."

"Fairy Tail will coexist with freedom; these are the teachings you once gave me..."

Seeing the disappointment in Makarov's eyes, Hades simply closed his eyes. His original aspirations had been lost somewhere long ago, more than forty years after leaving Fairy Tail.

“No, your fall from grace wasn’t entirely due to the pursuit of demonic truth,” Hope suddenly interrupted their conversation.

He stared at Hades with a half-smile, "You've forgotten, I know exactly what you're thinking right now."

Mind readers are such a hassle," Hades sighed helplessly. "You're right. Pursuing the truth of the demonic path won't lead me to the point of establishing a dark guild."

"The real reason is the Abyss of Magic, the Great Magic World. If Zeref can open that true magical world, the dead can be resurrected..."

Makarov immediately understood his thoughts: "You're still thinking about resurrecting the first chairman?!"

Hades remained noncommittal, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Hope seemed a little doubtful. "Does this great magical world you're talking about really exist? Or have you gone so far as to imagine a fake world because you're so desperate to resurrect Mavis?"

"Impossible! The person who told me about the Great Magic World has no reason to deceive me!"

Hades' response was resolute, his voice rising several octaves, and his slightly out-of-control demeanor was noticeable not only to Hope but also to Makarov.

Hope pressed on, "So, who is that person?"

Hades opened his mouth, but knowing that his thoughts would be exposed by Hope's mind-reading ability, he slowly uttered the name.

"During one of my adventures after leaving the guild, I encountered the phantom of a great being who helped me complete 'The Heart of the Devil'."

"He calls himself... Anxelam."

The god of life and death?!

Hope and Makarov's expressions both changed. The fundamental reason why Mavis's body was able to be preserved was the "Curse of Contradiction," which was said to be the work of this god.

Since their trip to the parallel world, the existence of the gods has become no secret to a select few within the guild; it's just that Hope gave them a heads-up, and everyone kept it to themselves.

Hope narrowed his eyes. After freeing his counterpart Hopeless from the control of the God of Despair, he obtained some information from the other party.

Countless years ago, the god of despair, Antihope, was attacked and defeated by the god Ankhseram, who destroyed His authority over "hope." This caused the magic of the world of Edolas to lose its balance and gradually decline.

This shows that Ankheseram is not a benevolent god.

It wouldn't help Hades for no reason.

What exactly is their purpose?

Hope had a sudden flash of inspiration and remembered Hades's "key" to unlocking the so-called great magical world—the dark mage Zeref.

According to Hades, the god Ankhseram told him that only Zeref could bring forth the world he desired, but the current dark mage was in self-imposed isolation and needed to be found and awakened.

The legendary Zeref is a figure who brings death wherever he goes, truly the embodiment of death.

Hope's intuition told him that the great magical world capable of resurrecting the dead did not exist, and that helping Hades complete the "Demon Heart" was merely a way to better utilize him.

Ankseram's true purpose... is probably Jelf.

Chapter 243 Encirclement and Suppression of Hades

“Ankseraram…”

Hope repeated the name in a low voice, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes, "The so-called 'help' is probably just using you as a pawn."

Hades retorted through gritted teeth, "But He can guide me to find hope for Mavis's resurrection. So what if I'm being used?"

It turns out he had long understood that the so-called god harbored ill intentions.

Hope scoffed. Knowing something was wrong, he was willing to abandon his principles and go down a dark path because of his obsession. Hades would have the qualifications to become a strongman in the magnetic field world.

Unfortunately, this is the Fairy Tail world, and just going crazy won't do any good.

Hades's candor made the atmosphere somewhat heavy.

The warm sea breeze swept through the broken woodlands of Sirius Island, carrying smoke and blood, but it could not dispel the heavy disappointment and sorrow between Makarov's brows.

He looked at the teacher he once looked up to, the towering figure who taught him magic, responsibility, and love, but now, for a vague and ethereal message, he was willing to become a pawn of God, even at the cost of dragging the guild and countless lives into a possible abyss.

"To revive the First... is it possible to disregard everything, teacher?"

Makarov's voice was hoarse and filled with sorrow, "If President Mavis were alive, would she want you to 'resurrect' her in this way? Would she want you to pave the way for her return with the corpses of the innocent?"

"Moreover... the Great Magic World might not even be real," Hope added, delivering the finishing blow.

Every word pierces the heart.

These words were like the last straw, breaking Hades' last psychological defenses. Hades staggered backward, the pain from his severed arm being nothing compared to the shock in his heart.

With his intelligence, how could he not understand these principles?

But... harboring malicious hope, it was also hope that just a tiny spark would make him, like a moth, ignore the risks and fly headlong into the unknown flame.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, even if it means making a deal with the devil...

Hades' body swayed almost imperceptibly, and the wound on his severed arm, which had been sealed by magic, seemed to throb with pain again, causing his aura to rapidly decline.

Makarov took a deep breath, walked up to Hades, his aged eyes filled with regret, "Teacher... you were used. But what's even more tragic is that you used your feelings for the first president and twisted them into an excuse to hurt others."

Hades lowered his head, his shoulders trembling slightly, and after a long while, he said hoarsely, "Kill me, Makarov. I have no face to see Mavis again... and I have no right to live."

Makarov shook his head; having decided to let Hades go, he would keep his word.

Whether Hades faces trial by the council, spends the rest of his life making amends, or continues to fall into depravity, he will not interfere.

Hope crossed her arms and did not object.

To live in the face of one's sins, and to repeatedly relive the bitterness of this awakening of conscience in the years to come—this is perhaps the most severe punishment for someone like Hades.

"Alright, President, let's go to the final battlefield."

Hope stretched and turned to walk north of Sirius Island. "If we're any later, we won't even have a chance to steal kills."

"And while I'm at it, I'll meet that legendary... Dark Mage."

Upon hearing that the Dark Mage might be with his juniors, Makarov no longer cared about Hades. He had already said what he needed to say, and whatever Hades chose next was none of his business.

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The figures of an old man and a young boy had already left afterimages in the woods.

In Hope's perception, the fluctuations coming from the north of Sirius Island became clearer and clearer, a mixture of multiple massive magical forces, chaotic, evil, and with a nauseating curse.

When Hope and Makarov arrived at the outskirts of the battlefield, this was the scene they saw.

A relatively open clearing in the woods now appeared as if it had been plowed by a storm. Gildarts, leading Fairy Tail's young elite forces, was engaged in a fierce battle with the final demon of Tartaros.