Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

Chapter 250 News of Eileen

The violent magnetic field force transformed into a tangible crimson aura, which expanded wildly around Hope, causing the rock beneath his feet to crack instantly like a spider web.

The moment he unleashed his right fist, which transformed into a sword, the air was brutally torn apart. The crimson aura of hellish piercing combined with the rotating magnetic field power, transforming into a spiraling impact that intertwined crimson and pitch black, piercing straight through the black hole in mid-air.

Only a sharp, piercing screech was heard.

The black hole created by Zeref trembled violently the moment it came into contact with the spiral impact, and then exploded like shattered glass, scattering dark purple magical fragments everywhere.

The spiraling impact, still undiminished, hurtled straight at Zeref himself!

"It's not magic..."

A serious look flashed in Zeref's eyes. He clasped his hands together in front of his chest and whispered, "Dark Magic: Twisting."

The space within a ten-meter radius instantly became blurred. Hope's spiraling impact seemed to sink into a quagmire, its direction deviating strangely, and it exploded into a water column tens of meters high on the sea surface hundreds of meters away.

It's actually a spatial magic that can redirect attacks.

Hope's eyes lit up. While calling for the system to accept the spells, he planned to trick Jelf into casting a few more spells. He pushed off with his feet, and the magnetic force propelled his body forward like a cannonball.

Wherever he passed, rocks floated in the air and the air exploded. The barrier of the Black Magic Twisting couldn't even last a second before Hope forcibly broke through it.

Zeref raised an eyebrow slightly, neither dodging nor avoiding. He was a traditional mage who, while enjoying the feeling of exchanging magical blows, also knew a little bit about close combat.

"Dark Magic: Iron Fist!"

Jelf raised his left hand and caught Hope's fist, which was only half-forced, with his palm.

The force of 50,000 magnetic fields clashed with the unfathomable magic of the black mage, causing the cliff beneath their feet to sink half a foot.

At the same time, Jelf made a gesture with his right hand in front of him, and a flash of silver light appeared around him. Spatial shackles instantly formed, binding Hope's limbs and torso tightly.

Black Magic: Imprisonment.

In just a few seconds of exchange, Zeref's magic involved elements, space, physical enhancement, and control, and each spell was quite powerful.

He truly deserves to be called the progenitor of black magic.

Although Zeref was restrained, Hope's gaze grew increasingly intense. Hearing the continuous notifications from the system recording magic, he was overjoyed.

Dark magic cast by a Dark Mage is a unique phenomenon.

I've used a few dark magic spells, that should be enough.

Hope swung the magnetic field, his arms jerking violently, instantly shattering the magical chains binding him. He uttered a low shout: "Let's try combining the power of magnetic fields with magic!"

"Magnetic field rotation, 70,000 horsepower!"

"Magic Power: Heavenly Thunder Body!"

The magnetic field power and the power of thunder violently merged within Hope's body, causing his hair to stand on end, his body to crackle with purple-gold sparks, and the power in his fist to surge once again.

Jelf's pupils contracted as he felt the space in front of him shattered by the strange energy mixed with lightning emanating from the other person.

"Drink up—!"

Hope slammed his fist forward, sending Jelf flying backward more than ten meters, his feet carving two deep furrows in the rocky ground.

After regaining his balance, Zeref looked down at his left hand, which had been enhanced with dark magic. His entire arm was charred black, and the magic and curse beneath his skin were rapidly healing the wound.

"An attack that can harm my body..."

He raised his head, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips. "In the last 400 years, you are the fifth being to be able to hurt me."

"Oh? Should I be honored?"

Hope shook his numb right hand. "And who are these other four guys?"

Zeref explained, "You already know about Igneel and 'August,' the other two are the Mother of Dragon Slayers, and... the Black Dragon."

Fire Dragon King Igniel's strength as the king of the dragon race is beyond doubt.

"August" mastered almost all the magic in the world at the age of over eighty, which is no less impressive than Hope's.

Needless to say, the black dragon, who is immune to magic, is even more formidable. As the big boss, it wouldn't be surprising if he not only injured Zeref, but also strangled Hope.

But the last person who could hurt Zeref, the mother of the Dragon Slayers... isn't that Erza's mother, Irene?

When Belserion recounted Erin's experiences in Duskwood, there was no mention of Zeref, confirming that they had never fought each other 400 years ago.

Hope casually dispelled Zeref's magic. "Do you know where Irene is?"

Jelf was taken aback, then thought of the red-haired girl who had been with Hope earlier. "So that's it, she's that child... It seems she survived quite well."

This guy figured out Erza is Irene's daughter?!

It seems his relationship with Irene is no less than that with Belserion.

"It's not good at all."

Hope interrupted Zeref, who was reminiscing, "When Erza was a child, she was kidnapped and enslaved by the dark magic cult that worshipped you, and she even built your 'R System'."

Jelf: ...His sins are too numerous to count now.

Hope took a step forward, and the air around her grew heavy with an invisible pressure. "Let me answer your question first. Where is Eileen?"

"Want to know Eileen's whereabouts?"

Zeref gave a wicked smile, his usually calm expression breaking, and said, "Then you'll have to prove to me first that you have the power to kill me."

Hey, you're even trying to negotiate with me.

"Alright! Zeref, to show respect for your special existence... this time, I will use all my power."

He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and in an instant, all his fighting spirit and momentum vanished without a trace. The throbbing veins on his forehead were also smoothed out, and he suddenly calmed down.

Jelf didn't understand what this guy was doing, but since the other party was going to use all his strength, he wouldn't hold back.

He slowly raised his hands, and the space behind him seemed to be torn open by an invisible hand, revealing deep darkness.

"Black Magic: Ultimate Darkness!"

The silent, invisible, and boundless darkness instantly engulfed Hope.

Just as Hope was about to succumb to darkness, she suddenly opened her eyes, a glint of light flashing in them, and all her dormant aura and domineering presence erupted instantly.

Gathering all power, unleashing a devastating force in the instant of the punch...

For Erza's sake, unleash the Whale Slayer Fist on Zeref!

"Magnetic field rotation! Full power! Full speed! Full state!"

"Limitless Zen Shaking!!"

"Kouya!"

Chapter 251 Hope for Death

The moment Hope opened his eyes, raised his arm, and threw a punch, the power, speed, and domineering force that had been restrained to the extreme... exploded with dozens, even hundreds of times the intensity!

Wuji Zhenchan is about gathering all power to the extreme, entering a state of Zen, and then releasing it all in an instant. Essentially, it still focuses on a powerful brick-throwing attack and numerical crushing.

It can be described as a charged-up version of the Killing Whale Fist.

Wherever the fist struck, an invisible shockwave spread forward and outward with overwhelming force. Wherever it passed, the ultimate darkness seemed to be solidified by magnetic force, shattering like black glass.

What burst forth from the cracks was not light, but even more chaotic magical turbulence and magical debris, but before they could even wreak havoc, they were crushed by the subsequent shockwaves.

The power of compressing to the extreme and then releasing it gives "Wuji Zhenchan" absolute destructiveness.

Almost at the same instant the ultimate darkness shattered, that destructive power rushed towards Zeref.

The air was compressed, emitting a sharp crackling sound. The space, forcibly distorted, displayed unnatural ripples. More than a dozen layers of instant-cast defensive magic automatically appeared around Zeref.

Darkness barrier, magic barrier, spatial distortion, weakening... No matter what kind of magic it was, under Hope's full-force strike, it was like a soap bubble in the sunlight, bursting silently without even making a sound.

Facing this devastating, all-crushing punch, Zeref, who had no other means left, showed no surprise or solemnity on his face, but instead...

A genuine, pure joy shines through.

That smile broke through the melancholy and deathly silence that had shrouded him for years, like the first truly warm sunlight shining into a lake that had been frozen for four hundred years.

"finally......"

He murmured softly, his voice so light it was almost crushed by the force of the punch, but the relief and anticipation within it were heavy enough to crush a mountain.

"...I've waited for someone who can kill me."

Faced with this terrifying punch, Zeref did not make any defensive or evasive gestures. Instead, he slowly and resolutely opened his arms to meet the destructive ripples.

Hope's fist landed squarely on Jelf's open chest.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable loud bang suddenly exploded.

Centered on the two people, the cliffs of the isolated island, and even the sea surface hundreds of meters around them, suddenly sank downwards. A violent ring of air, mixed with magnetic field power and magical turbulence, expanded wildly outwards in a perfect sphere.

The dark clouds in the sky were torn open, creating a huge hole. The sea below sank into a brief bowl shape, with huge, ring-shaped waves tens of meters high rising from the edges, roaring and rushing into the distance.

Amidst the deafening roar, one-fifth of Sirius Island was utterly pulverized by the overwhelming force.

In the next instant, however, the time that had vanished from these islands began to flow backward, and Hope restored them to their original state in an "arc of time".

At the heart of that devastating tremor, Zeref's figure landed heavily on the edge of the crumbling rock in the distance, half of his body dangling over the cliff face.

He knelt on one knee, barely supporting his body with one hand, head bowed, coughing violently, each cough bringing out specks of bright red blood.

The clothes on his chest had long since turned to ashes, and on his bare skin, the clear fist marks were surrounded by a dense network of spiderweb-like cracks.

Between flesh and blood, the curse of the god Ankhseram still stubbornly persisted, and the endless life force frantically repaired Zeref's body, which was on the verge of collapse.

Hope slowly withdrew his fist, and the violent aura and lightning around him gradually subsided. Only his eyes remained sharp as knives, staring intently at Jelf, who was kneeling on the ground in the distance.

He could sense that the power of "Limitless Zen" was enough to severely injure or even kill his opponent, but the immortal power provided by "Contradiction Curse" successfully kept Zeref alive at the last moment.

It seems like something is still missing.

Hope analyzed that the strength was probably insufficient.

The sea breeze, carrying the smells of gunpowder and magical residue, brought with it Zeref's intermittent yet crystal-clear laughter.

"Heh...cough cough...haha..."

He raised his head, the joyful smile on his lips still present, but instead, due to his severe injuries and the overflowing magic, it appeared somewhat illusory and fanatical.