Fairy Tail: You can become stronger by spending money.

It is still that thriving world, even thriving to the point of being a little weird.

Ankselram, who was becoming even thinner and listless, leaned tiredly against a tree. He could hardly hold on any longer.

Just as Ankselram took a deep breath and tried to move away despite his fatigue, a water ring slowly opened and a man in a divine robe stepped into the world that belonged to him.

"You're finally here."

Ankselram looked at Cheng Feng calmly, not at all surprised by his arrival.

"Is this the first time we meet?"

Cheng Feng looked at the extremely weak figure in front of him, who looked like he could be blown down by a gust of wind, and shook his head, saying, "It's quite different from what I imagined."

Ankselram stood up with some difficulty, leaning against a tree, gasping for breath: "So what? If you are here to take my life, then your efforts are really in vain. Once I die, the kingdom of the dead will completely collapse, and those who are resurrected by you will all die. That's right, it's the kind of death where the soul cannot be retrieved. Even if you can resurrect them, there is no way to revive them."

"I feel like you're lying to me, but you do have a point."

Cheng Feng looked directly at Ankselram and chuckled, "But now, I roughly know what you want to do. Do you plan to directly seize Jellal's body and take over Jellal's life? Or is it Mavis? Do you want to be a cross-dressing man?"

"An act of mediocrity."

Ankselram said calmly: "I am also from Aslant. If I really want to do that, do you think there will still be people alive in Aslant?"

"I'm also confused about this."

Cheng Feng smiled even more brightly: "So this is why I didn't kill you right away. Tell me, what are your plans?"

Facing Cheng Feng's disparagement, Ankselram didn't care. Instead, he looked at Cheng Feng, sighed and said, "Death nowadays is very problematic. Countless souls can only stay in the kingdom of the dead, wandering day and night, but they stay there forever.

I have a dream! I want to change all this. I want to bring new life to the barren world of the dead, so that every dead soul can let go of the past and live a new life! "

When talking about his dream, Ankselram regained his spirit, and every cell in his body was telling Cheng Feng about his desire.

The more Cheng Feng listened, the more confused he became, and the more familiar it sounded.

He looked at Anxelram and said with some confusion: "Seireitei?"

"what?"

Ankselam was also confused and looked at Cheng Feng with the same puzzlement.

Cheng Feng breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Ankselram was also one of the vast number of travelers. After all, his conception was very similar to the Soul Society in Bleach.

It seemed that he was overthinking it.

Ankerthram has big ambitions.

Other gods are still seeking one world, but he is seeking the whole world!

He is the god of life and death.

He also preferred life to death.

The entanglement of opposing attributes is also the source of the curse of the god Ankselram. It is also the basis for him to seek the souls of all the dead in the world!

After saying so much, Ankselram was a little overwhelmed. His body slowly slid down and finally sat on the ground.

Cheng Feng squatted down, looked at Ankselram, and said with a smile: "Your ideal is very good, but I feel that you are not suitable for carrying out this plan. Otherwise, how about you give your power to Jellal and Mavis? Don't waste your body. I will personally use your body to carve out a place that is big enough to accommodate the dead souls. In this way, your dream can be fulfilled."

"No, you haven't figured it out yet."

Ankselram shook his head and said, "Two reserves, one as my new body, and the other as the material to transform into the ideal place in my mind. Unfortunately, you came before I could reach that step."

"So, if you're a bit self-sacrificing, I can help you, right?"

Cheng Feng said with a smile, and a Binglunwan appeared in his hand, and the blade was slowly unsheathed.

"No, you still don't understand."

Ankselram also smiled at Cheng Feng: "I mean, it's great that you can come early. Because you are more suitable as the material to become my ideal place!"

"Shh!"

The blade flashed, and Ankselram's figure disappeared. As far as Cheng Feng's eyes could see, all the trees were cut down.

The next moment, Cheng Feng turned his head to look to his right, and a pitch-black Grim Reaper's scythe passed close to his right arm.

Cheng Feng's absolute defense seemed to be useless. His entire right arm was broken at the root, and the Binglun Pill he was holding tightly fell to the ground.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the entire arm turned into sand and merged into the ground.

"It's just stupid."

In mid-air, Ankselram waved his hand, and the Grim Reaper's scythe flew back into his hand. The flesh and blood on his face, which was originally skin and bones, quickly consumed. Within a few seconds, his head turned into a skull, and two scarlet flames flickered in his eye sockets.

The bones opened and closed, and Anxelram's voice rang out: "It took me hundreds of years to finally integrate my power into this world. This world is me, and I am this world. Those idiots are simply on the wrong path. An existence like me is a true god!

And you! The moment you stepped into this world, you no longer had any ability to resist! Becoming my nourishment is your only way out!"

"You're so annoying, you keep talking so much."

One-armed Cheng Feng stood up, a light flashed on his body, and the broken part of his right arm grew rapidly. Almost in the blink of an eye, a brand new right arm appeared on Cheng Feng's body intact.

With a wave of his hand, the Binglun Pill fell into Cheng Feng's hand. The next moment, a flash of light attached to the Binglun Pill.

Looking at the bright light, Ankselram felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

Oh, no, he has no scalp now.

"God-killing magic! How do you know God-killing magic?!"

Ankselam roared in disbelief. Facing the magic that was so powerful that it could defeat them, even in the current situation, Ankselam could not guarantee that he could defeat Cheng Feng.

Especially with his sneak attack, his broken right arm could grow back, so his chances of winning were even slimmer!

"Die, don't worry. I, Cheng Feng, keep my word. After you die, I will let Jellal and Mavis inherit your power, and I will use your remaining body to fulfill your dream."

Cheng Feng raised the Binglunwan and aimed it at Ankselram with a calm tone.

"You are just a mere mortal! Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you have the magic to kill gods! If you want to kill gods, you are still hundreds of years too early!"

Ankselram roared, and appeared behind Cheng Feng in a flash, and the Grim Reaper's scythe suddenly slashed towards Cheng Feng's back!