Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

Ankhseram's expression turned completely somber; he finally understood why his Death Domain had been torn apart.

The essence of "Life on Earth" is to integrate plant life on a large scale with the land as a whole, so that the land will continuously provide vitality.

Do you want to use the death magic of the 'Dead Zone' to contend with the life force of the earth?

It's like trying to drain the entire ocean with a straw.

Overestimating one's abilities.

What kind of death could possibly break through Mother Earth's love? It certainly couldn't be achieved by a mere death zone with a radius of a few dozen meters.

Anxelam felt increasingly distressed.

As the god of life and death, it was truly shameful that He failed to recognize the true nature of Hope's magic at first glance, resulting in His own death domain being torn apart by a mere human using life magic.

but......

Ankhseram suddenly laughed, "You're still too green to manipulate life in front of me, the great god who holds the power of life and death."

The moment he finished speaking, the magical power surging around him suddenly changed.

The suffocating aura of death receded like the tide, replaced by a vast and warm yet aggressive life energy.

As the true god of life and death, Ankhseram also belongs to the realm of "life".

Life energy surged forth from His body like a golden river, flowing unimpeded into the plant roots and rocks that entwined Him, before suddenly spreading to the surrounding plants controlled by Hope.

Those creations that originally belonged to Hope's magic began to tremble violently the moment they came into contact with this life energy, and their aura changed from Hope's magical fluctuations to Ankhseram's aura.

"Your idea of ​​a life magic that combines multiple types of magic is quite good, much better than my old-fashioned approach of only adhering to 'life' and 'death'."

But now...it's mine!

Ankhseram raised his hand, which was entangled by tree roots, and spread his fingers. The roots obediently released him and instead coiled around him like docile servants.

Golden life energy, under His control, poured into the entire 'Life Earth' like a giant wave.

In the blink of an eye, control of the magic was in His hands.

The plants, vines, and rocks that originally surrounded Ankhseram suddenly expanded and reorganized under His will, forming a gigantic figure that blotted out the sky.

It was a giant half the height of a mountain, with rocks as bones, trees as muscles, and soil as skin, its body flowing with verdant life magic.

Ankhseram stood in mid-air, looking down at the tiny Hope below, a victorious smile playing on his lips. "How does it feel to have your own magic stolen by your opponent..."

He stopped speaking midway through his sentence.

Ankhseram noticed that Hope, sitting on the wooden throne, simply crossed his arms and looked at Him quietly, with a barely perceptible smile on his lips.

That faint smile sent a chill down Ankseram's spine.

Hope stood up. "What gave you the illusion that my magic has been stolen?"

"What?!" Ankseram felt an unsettling unease once again.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the towering earth giant, half the height of the mountain, suddenly moved.

Without any warning, it suddenly turned around, and a colossal rock fist, carrying a gale and immense force, crashed down on Ankseram's head!

Chapter 468 Divine Descent

boom--!!!

Like a fist crashing into the ground as a mountain falls,

Just one punch.

The earth trembled violently, sending rocks flying and dust billowing into the sky.

The ground within a radius of several miles first rose violently, then suddenly collapsed downwards, forming a deep pit with a diameter of more than 300 meters.

Soil and gravel surged in all directions like a tsunami, flattening the once undulating hills into a desolate basin.

The shockwave penetrated the earth, and even the imperial capital of Vestalian, hundreds of miles away, could feel the tremors.

Whether it was the civilians, the army maintaining order, or the mages assisting, everyone involuntarily turned to look at the western horizon.

"What...what happened?"

"Earthquake! It's an earthquake!"

"..."

Seeing the crowd gradually becoming agitated due to unease, August, supported by Brandish, stepped forward. "Don't panic! There's no danger here for now. Please evacuate in an orderly manner through the east gate! The Empire will do its best to ensure everyone's safety!"

Auguste's position in the Alvarez Empire was like a pillar of stability, with his reputation at its peak.

The chaotic crowd quickly calmed down. Although they were still somewhat uneasy and worried, the Magic King had personally assured them, so what else was there to say?

After all, if even Lord August can't solve a problem, there's no point in running away like ordinary people.

Unfortunately... this is precisely the worst-case scenario.

August watched the evacuating crowd and sighed silently in his heart.

He had just used magic to observe the area a hundred miles to the west, but apart from large patches of dark gray dust clouds, he couldn't see anything else.

The powerful magical fluctuations prevented him from investigating further.

"By the way, where is Imber?"

Augustus turned to Brandish beside him and asked, "Now is the time when he is urgently needed to lead the people."

Brandish replied, "He went to find Timalia, saying he needs that damned lesbian's time magic, since time is of the essence."

Time magic, as one of the most mysterious forms of magic in the world, is an absolute master in both combat and logistical matters.

August nodded and said nothing more.

......

"What? You're saying Natsu is missing?"

Meanwhile, Erza was also searching for someone. She had just learned from Lucy that Natsu had disappeared into the crowd while she and Happy weren't paying attention.

"What should we do? Natsu must have gone to see Hope. Isn't this just making things worse...?" Lucy said with a worried expression, while also mentioning that Natsu had previously asked the Fire Dragon King for help.

As for whether Natsu borrowed the power, Lucy didn't know.

Erza frowned slightly, just about to go and bring Natsu back, when she saw Levy running over in a panic.

"Levy, even though the situation is urgent, you don't have to be like this, do you?"

Levy waved her hand and took a breath. "Something's wrong. Just as we were helping to evacuate the people, Gajeel suddenly smelled blood."

"We followed the trail and finally found him in a secluded alley... we found Imber, critically injured and unconscious!"

"It seems someone used magic to keep him alive."

"Gajeel has already sent the man to the First Lord. As for the Second Lord... Hades said that someone used magic to keep Impel alive until he was discovered. Otherwise, he would have died long ago and wouldn't have survived until he was found."

"Then the president asked me to tell everyone to be careful and try to stick together."

Levy's words made Erza's mind go blank.

Although the city is in chaos right now, there are only a handful of people who can defeat Inbel without any fighting disturbances; only August and Irene can do so.

But they are currently in a low state, their magic power is almost depleted.

But who else could have so silently inflicted such a heavy blow, and even nearly killed the Empire's Winter General? Could there be another unknown powerful figure lurking in this city?

Eileen's unease grew stronger. She gripped the hilt of her sword tightly and looked westward.

"Hope..."

At that moment, Hope was hovering above the newly created basin, looking down at the giant crater below that looked like it had been hit by a meteorite, and whistled.

No wonder he is a god who controls "life".

The power is just right.

The life magic that Anxelam poured into his "Life Earth" was so immense that even Hope could only look on in awe.

Unfortunately, this guy wasn't very bright. He was so focused on taking away his magic that he didn't consider whether Hope's indifference was due to helplessness or deliberate intent.

Fortunately, the outcome was good.

Hope obtained an earth giant that was super-enhanced by divine magic.

Ankseram got beaten up again.

Simply a win-win!

At the bottom of the deep pit, dust slowly settled, revealing a blurry human figure.

Jelf's body lay at the bottom of the pit, covered in cracks, like a porcelain vase that had been shattered but forcibly pieced back together by some force—a truly pitiful sight.

Hope, on the other hand, felt no remorse whatsoever; in fact, she almost laughed.

That's what immortality is like; you can withstand beatings, and you can withstand endless beatings.

Enveloped in dark magic, Zeref burst forth from the depths of the earth, carrying with him boundless fury as he surged upwards.

Ankhseram was covered in dust and dirt, his robes were already tattered, and he stared intently at Hope, his eyes no longer showing any of his previous arrogance.

"I have never seen such a terrifying outcast as you."

"With your mere mortal body, you've repeatedly pushed me to this point. It seems I underestimated you."

"so......"

Ankhseram took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly turned one black and one white, as if the forces of life and death were flowing simultaneously in his pupils. His voice was icy: "The game ends here. I will not play with you any longer."

"Next, I will crush you with all my might."

Hope shrugged, about to make a sarcastic remark, when he saw Ankhseram's body suddenly tremble violently.

No.

To be precise, it was Jelf's body.

Countless streams of dark, smoky magical energy burst forth from Zeref's body, eventually forming a dense, almost solidified black mist that surged, rose, and expanded continuously.

The cracking sound, like bones dislocating, continued, and a jet-black arm emerged from it, with long, slender fingers and dark red patterns covering its black skin.

Within seconds, a three-meter-tall humanoid creature wielding a scythe was completely stripped from the black mist.