Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

"No! Is it too late to apologize now?"

"......"

One was Hope, whose injuries were so severe that he was worse than an ordinary person, and the other was Natsu, who had just emerged from his overload state. As Zeref watched the two chatting and laughing, a complex light flickered deep in his eyes.

For four hundred years, he had tried countless methods but could not escape the "Curse of Contradiction," a malice inflicted upon him by a god. It could be said that his entire life had been in the hands of that god.

Unexpectedly, Natsu, whom he had resurrected as a demon, the younger brother he had hoped would help him escape his life, would actually come to save him.

Although he played no role in the battle and was merely a tool for the villain throughout...

Chapter 476 again?

The three of them slowly walked to the spot where Ankhseram had fallen.

Even Hope, the instigator, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the sight before him.

The state of this deity at this moment can only be described as "extremely miserable".

Ankseram's body was covered with shocking cracks, injuries caused by the destruction from the inside out by the magnetic field technique and the god-destroying magic.

The inside of this guy's body has been completely wrecked.

The most horrifying wound was on Ankseram's head.

A straight gash ran from between his eyebrows to the back of his head, almost splitting Ankhseram's skull in half by the Hell Sword. Thick, white and red liquid seeped from the crack and spilled all over the ground.

"What is all that flowing on the ground? It looks disgusting."

"This is Ankhseram's brain, oh no, it should be called brain matter. Natsu, your brain isn't very sharp, you should eat more brain to improve it, or else..."

"Don't try to fool me, I, Natsu, am not a fool."

"It's not that I'm stupid; I even forced myself to consume so much dark magic before, and my stomach is almost as big as a ball."

"That's because I have a strong digestive system."

"Yes, yes, yes, super strong! So, how about a serving of the God of Life and Death's brain? It's incredibly nutritious!"

"vomit......"

After exchanging a few jokes with Natsu, Hope looked at Ankhseram again. The eyes of this incomprehensible god were now filled with murky blood, even the pupils were dilated, and his breath was as weak as a candle in the wind.

Even so, Ankseram was still alive.

His chest rose and fell faintly, almost imperceptibly, but it was proof that life was clinging to life.

"As expected of a god who holds the power of life and death."

Hope forced a smile. "To be able to cling to life in this state, your vitality is even more outrageous than your immortality, Zeref."

"By the way, you shouldn't have that kind of thing anymore, right?"

Jelf nodded. Whether it was the Curse of Contradiction or the Death Magic that controlled him, all the forces that brought tragedy were dispelled with Ankhseram's defeat.

Now Zeref is finally a "clean" human being.

Natsu looked at the barely recognizable figure in the pit with disgust and asked, "What are we going to do with Ankhseram? Take him back and lock him up?"

Hope and Jelf both looked at him, their faces speechless.

Locking up a god who is full of malice towards humanity sounds like a good idea, but the risk is too great. Not to mention that Ankhseram has no trump card to use for escape, there is nowhere to lock him up.

Imprisoning or sealing away a god is not something that can be done easily.

Hope pondered for a moment, "How about we dismember Him?"

"The head can be sealed in Ishgar, the left hand can be sealed in the Northern Continent, the right hand can be thrown into a spatial rift, one leg can be buried in the Western Continent, and the other leg can be chopped into fine mince and thrown into the South China Sea to feed the fish."

"Oh, by the way, we can ask the Celestial Spirit King for help to scatter the remaining torso and bones to various distant stars and suppress them with the eternal starlight accumulated over the years."

Listening to Hope's plan, Natsu and Zeref wiped the cold sweat from their brows. "You're talking about dismemberment so enthusiastically? Could Hope actually be a well-hidden psychopath...?"

Just then, a sharp blade tore through the air, aiming straight for Hope's nape.

The blade was imbued with silvery-white magic, carrying a chilling sharpness. It moved silently and swiftly, like a sudden gust of wind, without any prior warning.

Hope was so weak that he was weaker than an ordinary person and had no time to react. He was completely unaware of the sudden and deadly crisis approaching him.

Fortunately, Hope was not alone.

"careful!"

Natsu suddenly roared and almost instinctively shoved Hope.

A sharp, cold glint grazed Hope's neck, severing several strands of his hair. If it weren't for Natsu's push, he would probably be decapitated by now.

"You reacted pretty quickly!"

A surprised gasp escaped the attacker's lips, and then the sword drew an arc in mid-air before being sheathed by its owner.

Zeref reacted only half a beat slower than Natsu. A dark blue magic barrier instantly unfolded, enveloping the three of them, while several other black magic bullets were fired in the direction the sword was spinning.

The attacker nimbly leaped back several steps, his sword tracing an arc, easily shattering all of Zeref's dark magic.

The dust has settled.

The figure casually slung his sword over his shoulder. He had short blond hair, and his revealing clothing accentuated his agile physique. On his smiling face, his eyes were scrutinizing the three people in front of him with great interest.

Upon seeing the person's face, Jelf's pupils constricted sharply, his voice filled with disbelief and surprise.

"It's you?! Timaria!"

The blonde girl opposite him tilted her head, a sinister smile that was completely at odds with her heroic and dashing image. "What? Surprised, Your Majesty?"

Of course it was unexpected, extremely unexpected, absolutely unexpected!

Zeref never imagined that one of his mages, known as the "War Queen," would suddenly appear on the battlefield to assassinate Hope.

Jelf frowned. "Timalia, what do you mean by this? Why did you attack Hope?"

"Oh dear, Your Majesty, that's a question that really hurts my feelings."

Facing the enraged emperor, Timalia remained nonchalant, though her voice carried an inexplicable awkwardness, "I'm just helping you solve your problem, aren't I? This man named Hope is quite dangerous."

“Timalia, I don’t recall you having the right to act on your own.” Zeref’s voice turned cold, and he became even more wary of the suddenly appearing girl.

Hope, with Natsu's help, managed to stand up, her gaze fixed on Timalia, her brow furrowed.

He and Jelf were both thinking about the same thing.

Given Timalia's strength, it would be impossible for her to sneak up to such a close position without making a sound.

Although Hope was so weak at this moment that she was weaker than an ordinary person, Natsu and Zeref were still there, and both of them still had a considerable amount of fighting power.

Even if she were to use her time magic, specifically the "time stop" technique, to ignore Zeref and Natsu's sneak attack on Hope, that would be a pipe dream.

This is the absolute suppression of magic power; no matter how powerful the magic, it cannot make up for the numerical difference.

But Timaria managed to get past Zeref, and if Natsu hadn't noticed her at the last moment, she would have successfully chopped off Hope's head.

This strength...

Hope suddenly remembered something.

August once casually mentioned that Timalia was said to be a descendant of the legendary god of time, with divine blood flowing through her veins, but due to the long passage of time, her divine bloodline had become quite diluted.

However, as a descendant of the gods, Timalia has a secret weapon—receiving the divine soul of her ancestor and briefly possessing a small portion of the power of the God of Time.

Commonly known as inviting a deity to possess one's body.

At the time, Hope just heard it as an interesting anecdote and didn't take it to heart. After all, he wasn't even afraid of Ankhseram, so why would he care about a crippled one?

But now...

An extremely ominous guess took shape in Hope's mind.

Is the girl standing in front of them really Timalia?

Chapter 477 Your stylist is one?

Hope's gaze fell on the blond girl carrying a battle sword, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Augustus's words, Timaria's identity as a "descendant of the god of time," and her secret technique of summoning the spirit of her ancestor...

When all the fragments were pieced together, a conclusion that sent chills down Hope's spine came to his head.

Everyone present was intelligent, and Zeref naturally connected this to Timalia's background. His face immediately turned serious, as Timalia had most likely already had her body taken over by the "God of Time".

One after another, they keep coming in, this is really bad.

Seeing their expressions, Timalia casually tossed her weapon aside, the battle sword landing firmly in the ground at her feet. "It seems you've figured it out."

"Huh? Understand what?"

Natsu asked the question at the worst possible time, his face blank, looking completely bewildered as if he had no idea what the guy was talking about.

Everyone present was intelligent, except for Natsu, who was no longer in combat...

Timalia glanced at him instinctively, but when she saw the clear foolishness in Natsu's eyes, she paused, momentarily at a loss for words.

Is it really that hard to guess your own identity?

But the person on the other end is an idiot. How can a deity like her put pressure on an idiot? It's incredibly embarrassing.

forget it.

Timalia didn't want to explain, as that would make her seem unrefined, so she simply pretended not to hear Natsu's words.

With Natsu's help, Hope managed to stand up straight. Although he was weaker than an ordinary person, his mind was clearer than ever before.

He smirked. "So, while Jelf was in seclusion researching life energy, Ankhseram not only secretly controlled him, but also awakened you who were dormant within Timaria?"

Timalia, or rather, the being occupying Timalia's body, looked at Hope with a hint of scrutiny in her eyes.

"To be precise, I am not sleeping in this descendant's body; what carries my soul is my bloodline."

“When Ankseram forcibly awakened me from my body, his descendant, I laughed at him for going to such lengths to deal with a mere human.”

"For the mighty god of life and death to fear a human to such an extent would have been a laughing stock among the gods in the past."

But unfortunately...

"I never thought that a human could actually defeat a god. Now I finally understand why Ankseram was so serious and eager, even resorting to underhanded tactics."