Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

If magnetic field power is used next, it won't be as simple as just spitting out some chunks of meat.

"Hahaha! Humans!"

"Look at your pathetic state now, you must be scared!"

Ankhseram's smile held a hint of madness. The thought of being suppressed by Hope in their previous telepathic battle fueled his rage. "You lowly human, I will destroy everything you value! I will make you kneel and beg for mercy! Hahaha!"

Seeing the God of Life and Death suddenly go mad, the weakened Hope suddenly stood up, and her body, which had been damaged by the virus, began to slowly recover.

Ankseram was shocked. "How is this possible! How do you still have the strength to stand up?!"

Hope gave him the middle finger, the magic at her fingertip shimmering with a warm green light. "You're crazy. Is using healing magic in the magical world such an incomprehensible thing?"

"Besides, even without magnetic field power, I can..."

I'll beat you to a pulp!

As we all know, "electric current propulsion," as a preliminary stage of "magnetic field rotation," is unrelated to the magnetic field.

The next second, Hope's fist was already in front of Ankhseram, and the violent magic and electricity tore a blinding bolt of lightning through the air.

Full power + ultimate lightning magic!

500,000 volts x 4!

Can you withstand the power of a million volts in that punch?!

Chapter 462 Showing Off Makes You Fly

The lightning tore through the air, leaving a blinding white afterimage on Ankhseram's retina.

Then a deafening roar shook the sky.

Hope's fist pierced through "Zerf's" body, and endless lightning burst forth from his back, exploding in mid-air into a ferocious, spreading web of electric snakes.

Even the clouds above were torn to shreds by the violent electric current, and the azure sky was thrown into chaos.

Ankseram was thrown away by the immense force, crashing through a wall of the training ground like a high-speed cannonball and collapsing half of the stone tower outside.

The rubble and dust roared up, carving a trench more than ten meters long through the ruins.

His body was embedded in a broken stone wall, with a fist-sized through wound on his chest, the edges of which were charred and curled, emitting wisps of smoke.

Broken ribs and a beating heart could even be seen in the bloody, mangled wound.

"Whoa!" Natsu clenched his fist instinctively, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. "That punch was awesome! I want to do that too!"

Lucy, holding Happy, said, "Don't joke around. Hope is facing a god, something we can't interfere with..."

"Right, isn't that Zeref's body? The First One..."

“I’m fine,” Mavis said calmly. “There’s no time to worry about that now. Hope knows exactly what she’s doing. If Ankhseram isn’t defeated, Zeref will never be free.”

In the ruins.

The intense pain took Ankhseram a while to recover. He used a curse to control Zeref's body, but the sensations of this body were also fed back to him in sync.

Although it's a bit embarrassing, Ankseram still wants to say it.

Ouch! It hurts like hell!

Although he was a god, Ankhseram had long forgotten what it felt like to be severely injured because he hadn't experienced a life-or-death battle in so long.

Fortunately, Hope was kind-hearted and helped Him experience it again.

Hope's punch was incredibly powerful; the millions of volts of electricity were enough to kill any carbon-based life form instantly, turning it into charcoal.

Unfortunately, this is a world of magic.

Zeref, controlled by Ankhseram, possesses an "immortal body" bestowed upon him, making him arguably the strongest physical being besides Hope and the Black Dragon.

The mere fatal injury caused by a million volts of high-voltage current is far from reaching the limit that an "immortal body" can withstand.

As expected, Ankseram stood up.

Within the bloody hole piercing his chest, the muscles healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the broken ribs automatically repositioned, and the charred skin peeled off and grew new skin. In just a few breaths, the potentially fatal wound completely disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Ankseram raised his hand to pat the dust off his robe, then looked down at his chest, which had returned to normal.

"Heh...hehe..."

His smile deepened, turning into a maniacal pleasure. "What a powerful punch, human! A combined strike of electricity and magic that transcends nature—even I have to admit its astonishing explosive power!"

"But what can we do?"

Anxelam looked at Hope, his tone once again carrying an arrogant condescension, "This level of attack is powerful, but it has no effect other than causing me pain."

"Tsk, they're really stubborn."

Hope grinned at Ankhseram, revealing bloodstained teeth, a hint of undisguised mockery in his eyes. "So the so-called God of Life and Death is just someone who hides in other people's bodies and spouts empty rhetoric. What a disappointment."

Faced with Hope's taunts, Ankhseram's smile froze for a moment, his fists clenched slightly, but then relaxed, and his expression returned to calm.

"You lowly ant, this is the only time you can indulge in your verbal sparring."

"Your 'Electric Current Propulsion' can unleash astonishing destructive power when combined with lightning magic, but it can't truly harm this immortal body. You're just a pathetic creature fighting a desperate battle."

"It won't be long before your stamina is exhausted and your magic power is depleted."

"And I can wait."

Ankseram spread his hands, adopting a "go ahead and hit me" stance. "Come on, let me see what else you can do... Whoa!"

Before he could finish speaking, a cry of pain rang out.

A fist crackling with electricity slammed into his face again.

This time it was faster and more ruthless than before.

Ankseram's voice was cut off in his throat, his head tilted back uncontrollably under the immense force, and his neck bones made a piercing cracking sound.

If it weren't for Hope's immortality and powerful regenerative abilities, his second, fierce punch would have been enough to send his head flying.

Unfortunately, it cannot fly.

Ankseram was sent sliding back several meters by the punch, his feet carving two deep furrows in the ground.

I wanted to show off, but I didn't expect these humans to be so lacking in martial ethics.

They've come to deceive me, to ambush this ancient god who's thousands of years old.

Is that correct?

That's absolutely right, Hope has no intention of stopping.

The instant the punch took effect, he caught up with incredible speed, his five fingers spread wide, transforming into dragon claws, gripping Ankhseram's face, his knuckles digging deep into the flesh, and a current of 500,000 volts poured down from above.

Ankseram convulsed uncontrollably. Immortality only meant immortality; it offered no protection against pain or electricity.

"He's been babbling on and on for ages, it's so noisy!"

Hope growled and slammed Ankhseram's head down to the ground with a sudden burst of strength!

boom!

With a loud bang, the ground cracked and debris flew everywhere.

Ankseram's head was slammed into the ground, his entire upper body sinking in, and the surrounding ground was covered with spiderweb-like radial cracks.

But Hope did not let go.

Like a maddened beast, he grabbed Ankhseram's head, pulled him out of the pit, and slammed him back to the ground.

"You use such vulgar language like ants the moment you open your mouth!"

"You keep calling me a lowly human!"

"Is God really that amazing?!"

"When you're getting beaten, aren't you just like a dead dog?"

"Go ahead and fight back!"

"waste!"

The seventh powerful slam had completely distorted the ground. A ten-meter radius around the two men had collapsed into an irregular crater, with cracks spreading like tree roots to the surrounding buildings.

Hope, having had her fill, finally let go.

So-called gods are nothing more than punching bags with longer health bars.

But I have to admit, even though it's the same body, the feeling of beating up Ankhseram is much more satisfying than beating up Zeref.

Indeed, even gods have their differences.

On the other side, Ankseram collapsed at the bottom of the pit like a rag doll, staring blankly at the gray sky. His face, which had once worn an arrogant smile, was now filled with only confusion and dazedness.

His body was rapidly and automatically repairing itself, but the continuous, crushing physical blows were like an ultimate humiliation to the soul, causing this so-called "god" to doubt the existence of God.

Even though he could no longer use magnetic field power, how could this despicable human, who should have been unable to resist, still unleash such powerful energy?

Damn it, who's the real god here?!

Chapter 463 Death Hunt

The Fairy Tail members and the Empire's mages, who had retreated to a distance, all stared in disbelief at this scene.

Natsu's mouth dropped open. "Wow...that's so violent..."

"Plowing the ground with your face is indeed too cruel." Gajeel's eyes twitched. Even before he joined Fairy Tail, he wasn't this ruthless.

"Serves him right for ambushing Hope earlier." Cana took out two bottles of wine from her ring and toasted Erza and Mirajane.

Although the scene was a bit bloody, everyone felt a strange sense of exhilaration.

Watching a "god" get brutally beaten is incredibly satisfying!

“Mother,” August looked at Mavis, a hint of worry in his voice, “Father’s health…”

Mavis shook her head, clutching the hem of her skirt tightly, a complex expression flashing in her eyes. "Don't worry, Zeref won't die for now, it's just..."

But this body is probably going to suffer a lot in the long run.

Hopefully, by the time Ankhseram is under control, Zeref's will will have already been put to a deep sleep by heat.