Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

At the same time, Ankhseram also mustered his strength, and a dark torrent engulfed Hope. The magic of death drilled into Hope's body from every inch of skin and every pore, trying to destroy his life from the inside.

The two gods combined their attacks, hitting the target squarely.

Hope was stunned by the world-shaking power, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but the smile on his face grew even more manic.

"Damn it, is this all you've got, risking your lives?" He suddenly looked up, his gaze piercing the two gods' defenses like a sharp blade. "You can't even let me have some fun? You're trash! Garbage!"

The magnetic field is rotating!

250,000 horsepower!

An overwhelmingly powerful force surged forth from Hope's body, exploding around him like an invisible bomb. The force was so great that it sent Chronos flying dozens of feet behind him.

Ankhseram, however, withstood Hope's oppressive aura with his powerful life magic. His body cracked inch by inch under the pressure of the magnetic field, but he still held on to Hope tightly.

"Do you like being hugged?"

Hope looked down at the black figure that seemed to have merged into her body, and the corner of her mouth curled up more dangerously. "Then I'll let you hug me as much as you want!"

The arm stuck in Ankseram's chest suddenly exerted force.

Two hundred and fifty thousand horses of power! Tianwu Killing Way! Break the way of heaven!

With force that could shake heaven and earth, this strike was powerful enough to tear the earth apart and split the ocean.

Ankseram's body exploded from the inside out.

Flesh, bones, internal organs, magic... everything that constituted His body was utterly pulverized at this moment, turning into a cloud of scarlet dust floating in the air.

The scattered life energy surged wildly, and time magic followed suit. With Chronos's assistance, Ankhseram's form was rapidly reshaped, with flesh churning and bones regenerating.

"You think you can kill me with that?! Dream on!"

Ankhseram, who had only recovered after expending 30% of his life force, roared and channeled his remaining 50% of life and death magic, "Take my final move! Life-Death-Reincarnation!"

But in this world, the only person who can decide Hope's life or death is himself.

Magnetic field limit rotation! 250,000 horsepower!

Tianwu kills the way and breaks the divine way!

Hope unleashed his domineering and ferocious power, his fists transforming into a blur of afterimages. Each punch contained the ultimate force of 250,000 horsepower, its speed surpassing sound, light, and time.

One punch.

Ten punches.

Hundred punches.

Thousand punches.

Ten thousand punches!

One after another, countless afterimages filled all of Ankhseram's vital points. Each afterimage was a punch from Hope, and each punch contained the ultimate power of 250,000 horsepower.

Ankseram's newly recovered body was blasted apart again by Hope's barrage of punches, but this time he didn't have time to recover before the second wave of punches landed.

Flesh and blood were ground into finer powder, which was then ground into particles invisible to the naked eye. These particles were then completely decomposed by the magnetic field.

The onslaught of thousands of punches per second annihilated every cell of the God of Life and Death.

"Despair is your end! Go to hell and repent!"

"Ten percent Death Magic Power! Hell's Severing God!"

Hope roared, combining the power of ten thousand punches into one move, while adding the unique death force of the Hell Path.

The death magic that Ankhseram had once used to torment countless lives was also condensed and compressed by Hope's magnetic field power, and then poured into this terrifying killing move.

The strike, imbued with all its killing intent, slammed into the floating remnants of Ankhseram, completely erasing even the last trace of its life.

The god of life and death.

They simply disappeared from this world.

Not even a trace was left.

The world suddenly fell silent. The deathly aura that permeated the battlefield, the suffocating oppression, and the gloom that seemed impenetrable even to sunlight all vanished the moment Ankhseram disappeared.

As the blood and dust slowly dissipated, Hope withdrew his fist and turned to look in another direction.

Chronos's face was ashen.

He saw Ankhseram vanish into nothingness amidst the terrifying rain of fists, without even a shred of resistance. The God of Life and Death at his peak was reduced to nothing, not even a trace remained.

fear.

This time, the fear was more intense than ever before, so intense that it made Chronos's mind waver. How could he possibly fight against such a monster?

The dignity of gods, the pride of the Lord of Time, the experience and shrewdness accumulated over countless years—all are insignificant in the face of death.

Disregarding his image, Chronos pushed space and time to their limits, transforming into a golden streak of light as he tumbled and crawled rapidly toward the horizon.

"Hey."

Hope's voice came from behind Chronos, the mocking tone so close it seemed to be right next to his ear, "Coward, you're still thinking about running away at a time like this. You'll only die ten times more miserably than Ankhseram."

A hand gripped Chronos's back.

Hope ripped his fingers apart, digging deep into flesh.

Tianwu's way of killing, the way of destroying life!

Bloody chunks of flesh were torn from Chronos's back, along with a quarter of his life force.

The God of Time, devoid of any form, let out a bloodcurdling wail and plummeted from the sky, crashing into the ground and creating a deep crater.

Hope crashed down with the force of a thousand pounds, stomping heavily on Chronos's chest. With a cracking sound of bones breaking, Chronos arched his body like a shrimp and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"You...you...what exactly..." Chronos's voice trailed off, his golden eyes filled with fear and despair, "What...what kind of monster are you..."

Hope looked down at Him, her eyes filled with nothing but cold killing intent. "Just an ordinary human being seeking revenge for love."

Chronos's lips trembled violently; the instinct for survival finally overwhelmed everything in that instant.

This once high and mighty god of time now resembled a stray dog, his voice hoarse and humble: "Don't kill me!"

"I can tell you all the secrets of time magic, I... I can still be your servant! Please, please don't kill me!"

Chapter 491 Let the Sorrow Be Complete

Hope looked at the god prostrate at her feet, a cruel smile slowly spreading across her face. "I told you, you would die ten times more miserably than Ankhseram."

He bent down, spread his five fingers, and gripped Chronos's throat, lifting him high. Black divine blood dripped from Hope's fingers, blooming into shocking flowers on the ground.

"No...please...please..."

Hope ignored the extremely humble pleas and raised his other hand, from which a silvery-white light emanated.

Extreme Separation Plus Stripping!

The silvery-white light entered Chronos's body, and the black divine body that was originally transformed from Timaria's body trembled violently, and the golden patterns began to crack.

Chronos writhed, struggled, and roared in mid-air in agony until a figure was forcibly ripped from his body.

Hope casually tossed the unconscious Timalia far away toward Augusta.

Looking at the terrified God of Time in his palm, Chronos finally realized what was about to happen. He screamed desperately, "Spare me! I'll give anything..."

"Ha, making you suffer a painful death is the most important thing to me."

Two hundred thousand bolts of force brought Chronos to a halt in mid-air. Although Chronos, now back to his peak, was not weak, he was still far inferior to Hope in terms of power.

Hope threw a punch.

The magnetic field rotates with the power of 200,000 horsepower, unleashing an explosive punch!

The God of Time, who was under control and unable to defend himself, had his lower body smashed apart by this punch!

"That felt great!"

Hope smiled as she watched Chronos's pained and desperate expression. He hadn't used his full strength, precisely to continue inflicting pain on the murderer who would kill Erza in the future.

"Spare me...spare me."

Faced with a desperate situation, Chronos showed no backbone whatsoever; in this respect, he was far inferior to Ankhseram, who was already beyond dead.

Hope ignored His pleas for mercy, "Very well, let's continue."

Tianwu's way of killing, the way of breaking one's heart!

Inserted from his shattered lower body, five fingers pierced through Chronos's spine, and Chronos was cruelly turned into a large rag doll by Hope!

Chronos wailed in agony, finally realizing Hope's determination to torment him for the sake of a dead woman, and he no longer wanted to be a dragon. His suffering subsided.

Chronos spread his arms wide, gathering all his strength for a final struggle.

The final magic! Annihilation Time-Space Fist!

"Monster! Die!"

He slammed his fists into Hope's temples, but the only change was the smile on Hope's face that froze Chronos's blood.

"Hehe, not bad."

"Even without his lower body, he can still pull off a move that's as funny as a clown's. The power of a god is indeed not to be underestimated."

"Wow—you?!" Seeing that his last move still couldn't shake Hope in the slightest, Chronos completely lost his last bit of courage, and fear filled his entire being.

Hope gritted her teeth and grinned maliciously, "Ankseram died too quickly, so before you die, I'll give you absolute pain."

The magnetic force was forced out.

Two hundred and fifty thousand horsepower! The Hand of God!

In his hands, Chronos's mangled body was deformed, compressed, and folded like a lump of dough being kneaded, and Chronos's screams grew sharper and more distorted.

Extremely cruel, Chronos is not human.

The once high and mighty God of Time was actually turned into a bloody ball of flesh by Hope herself.

Hope deliberately left His mouth open, just to enjoy Chronos's screams.

"Spare me... please..."

Even at the very end, Chronos still shamelessly begged for mercy, which was utterly disgraceful.