Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

“Live…stream?” Mirajane tilted her head.

Hope snapped his fingers. "That's right. The communication crystal Elevseria gave me has a real-time voice synchronization function, so we can enjoy watching the Flame Dragon struggle right here."

Kana snatched the crystal from Hope's hand. "Then just put it down. Stop dawdling like a girl."

"Hey..."

The communication crystal projected a semi-transparent magical light screen, in which the Flame Dragon Igunia was being attacked from three sides by the Moon Dragon Selene, the Water Dragon Melkkobia, and the dragonized Elevseria.

However, while it is described as a "pincer attack," the actual situation is somewhat subtle.

Selene and Erevseria were basically slacking off.

One of them was a master of spatial magic, and the other was a master of teleportation magic. Together, they kept Ignia firmly trapped in his lair.

Melkkobia, on the other hand, played with exceptional seriousness.

The true form of the water dragon, a winged dragon, tumbled and coiled in the air, spewing torrents that repeatedly extinguished the flames of Igunia, which had revealed its true form as a fire dragon, only to be evaporated by the flames again and again.

Steam filled the air, obscuring half the sky.

“Melkkobia is such an honest guy,” Hope said, leaning against the window, toying with the Divine Golden Sword in his hand, his tone as if he were watching a sports game. “Both of his teammates are on IV drips, but he’s playing so hard.”

"There's no other way."

Erza commented, "The Flame Dragon's combat power is too strong. If they were to fight it head-on, Selene and Elevseria would probably pay a heavy price, since damage inflicted by a dragon on another dragon is incurable."

"Only Melkkobia, which has an elemental advantage, is qualified to barely hold on in close combat with the Flame God Dragon."

Kana sat next to Mirajane, her brows furrowed slightly. "The Flame Dragon is indeed very strong; it held its own against three opponents."

In the scene, Igunia roared, and flames erupted from his body, instantly evaporating the floodwaters of Melkkobia.

The steam burst, and scorching heat waves spread in all directions, forcing even Elevseria and Selene to dodge to a greater distance.

"Tsk tsk, the strongest of the Divine Dragons, terrifying indeed."

Before Hope's complaints had even faded, a man in black robes appeared on the live stream, seemingly ignoring the flames that could evaporate the oceans and crack the earth, and entered the dragons' battlefield.

The next second, a terrifying black shadow appeared.

The live stream suddenly went black and ended abruptly.

Seeing the communication crystal that had interrupted the live stream, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Only Hope had a playful smile on his lips. Acnologia had actually made a move.

The problem now isn't when the Flame Dragon will be defeated, but whether Ignia can survive... If his own son dies, Ignia will really go berserk. If he can continue to tolerate this, he's not the Fire Dragon King.

Chapter 356 This Black Dragon Isn't So Cold

There was an unexpected but still plausible development.

Hope felt she still had to go to the scene to see for herself. After all, the Fire Dragon King was Natsu's father, and it wouldn't be good if he ended up losing his life fighting the Black Dragon because of his own son.

After all, Natsu is also an emotional person.

However, just as he was halfway through casting "Wings of Water", the live stream was interrupted, and the communication crystal, which had been gradually going quiet, suddenly lit up again.

Mirajane stepped forward and clicked on it. The semi-transparent magic screen that rose again did not display a live broadcast or a call request, but a photograph.

A huge fire dragon lay sprawled on the ground, its white belly exposed. Ignia, its tongue lolling out, rolled its eyes and lost consciousness.

Acnologia, who was expected to go on a rampage, was standing next to Ignia's dragon head. Judging from the angle, it's not hard to deduce that this was a selfie he took after defeating the Entei Dragon.

Wait... a selfie??

No, is this...right?

Hope was speechless for a moment. Now he understood perfectly well that the live stream had suddenly stopped because Acnologia had killed the Flame God Dragon and then used it to take a selfie.

When did that guy become so flashy...?

The incomprehensible atmosphere didn't last long before another message arrived at the communication crystal, this time from Erefseria.

The Flame Dragon Ignia was defeated, the Flame City was destroyed, and his followers, the Flame God Guild, are now kneeling at Acnologia's feet.

Ignia didn't die. He was awakened by Selene and then transformed into human form. He is currently being beaten to his knees by Natsu, who is possessed by the Fire Dragon King, and is calling him "Dad."

The message also included several photos of the Fire Dragon King controlling Natsu's body and brutally beating up humanoid Ignia.

It is only natural for a father to beat his son.

This is truly someone else's family matter.

Who could have imagined that the most powerful dragon would end up in such a comical way?

Kana gave Athena a knowing look and winked, "See? I told you there was a big shot backing you up. It's just that the big shot couldn't resist getting involved himself."

"Who...who is that man in black robes?" Athena's voice was a little dry. She thought Hope was invincible, but she didn't expect there to be another expert.

It actually defeated the Flame God Dragon with a single blow.

“Black Dragon,” Hope said casually. “You should have heard of that name.”

Athena was so surprised she almost fell off her stool. How could she not know about the existence that nearly slaughtered the dragons of Ishgar, forcing the Flame Dragon and other dragons to flee to Giltina?

If Hope hadn't been there, Athena would have worried that Acnologia might do something to Giltina.

She had heard of this black dragon boss, a ruthless character who, more than 400 years ago, slashed his way from the east to the west of Ishgar, leaving rivers of blood flowing without batting an eye.

Fortunately, the other party seems to be on our side.

Mirajane's smile returned to normal. She handed the communication crystal back to Hope and said with some lingering satisfaction, "So, the Flame Dragon was taken care of just like that."

"Otherwise what?" Hope retorted. "You want to see them fight three hundred rounds?"

"It just feels too fast."

Erza chimed in, "Just moments ago, the Flame Dragon was fighting to the death with Selene and the others, but before we even saw the battle, it was defeated by Acnologia."

"You'll get used to it." Hope waved his hand. "That's just how the world is. The big boss you think is so powerful is just a one-hit kill in front of a truly peerless expert."

"Aren't you just bragging about yourself when you say that...?"

"Hehehe, you guys figured it out."

Everyone: ...How shameless!

As for how to deal with the Flame Dragon, that's no longer Hope's concern. Although the Fire Dragon King won't kill his own son, he will severely punish his son's behavior.

At the very least, it will ensure that Ignia no longer harms humanity.

Wood Dragon Aldoron and Earth Dragon Dracula Magma were killed by Hope with a single punch and died tragically in a group attack by the Fairy Tail team.

Golden Dragon Vernes was forged into the "Divine Gold" sword by Hope.

Only Melkkobia, the water dragon who became the King of Love, and Selene, the moon dragon who wanted to become human, landed safely and intact.

After dominating the continent of Kiltina for hundreds of years, the infamous "Five Divine Dragons" finally came to an end.

"Since things have come to this, let's eat first."

Hope glanced at the sky outside the window. It was almost noon, and he urged everyone to set off. "I heard there's a restaurant in the east of Philanthropic City with a very special dish called something like 'Looking Up at the Stars.' If you go too late, there won't be any seats left."

So the group quickly set off.

However, when they returned, each of them looked increasingly grim.

Hope was filled with regret. He had said the name "Stargazing" sounded somewhat familiar, but he never expected to see such bizarre dishes from the Great Ying Empire in another world...

When he returned to the hotel, the receptionist told Hope that an old man named "Salam" wanted to see him.

Hope had heard of Salam; he was one of the few legendary alchemists in Giltina, and the alchemy guild he founded, "Lead Vultures," was one of the few guilds whose fame could rival that of "Golden Owls."

Salam is said to be second only to Duke Barbaros, the creator of Athena, in the world of alchemy.

But Hope and this legendary alchemist had never met before, so why did the other party come to see him?

After exchanging a few words with their companions, they all agreed to go and meet the other party, since the other party had already come all this way.

In the hotel's common lounge, Hope spotted Salam immediately. The reason was simple: Salam's shiny bald head was so eye-catching that it was hard not to take a second look.

Salam was also a short old man, wearing a slightly worn robe, holding a crossed staff, and wearing a necklace of metal blocks.

Hope was about to go up and greet her when she saw Athena suddenly freeze, staring intently at Salam, her voice filled with disbelief:

"Lord Duke...?!"

Chapter 357 Duke Barbaroa

What do you call him? Duke?

Hope and the others looked at Athena in surprise, and then at Salam. Could this old man really be Duke Barbaroa?

However, both Eleviselia and Athena mentioned that he died of illness more than 100 years ago.

However, given Athena's insightful ability to see through the fake Duke and discover that it was actually the Golden Dragon, if she says that Salam is her creator, then it probably really is.

So... Duke Barbarossa actually faked his death?

Then he changed his identity and lived in Philanthropic City?

But no matter how you look at it, it's hard for anyone to reconcile him with the creator of Athena.

After all, the fake Duke that the Golden Dragon created using alchemical illusions was a gentlemanly-looking older man, while this legendary alchemist...

Hmm... his bald head is very shiny.

Salam, or rather Duke Barbaroa, slowly smiled across his wrinkled face. The smile contained relief, guilt, and a hint of the slyness typical of the old man.

“Athena,” he said gently, “it has been a long time, my child.”

Athena's body trembled slightly. She opened her mouth, but found herself at a loss for words to the "father" who had created her, given her life, and taught her to think.

Is it questioning? Scolding? Or crying?

The person she thought had been dead for over a hundred years, the person who "left" when she needed him most, is now standing right in front of her.

Athena didn't know what to do. She only now realized how complex the phrase "overwhelmed with emotions" truly was.

Seeing Athena remain silent, Pallas stepped forward to block Salam's gaze. "Lord Duke! Since you're not dead, why have you watched my sister being used by the Golden Dragon like a fool for the past hundred years?"

Pallas's question is not without merit.

Salam, or Duke Barbaroa, founded an alchemy guild called "Lead Vulture" in Philanthroam, which is now nearly a hundred years old.