The human kingdom of Edolas.
In the bustling royal capital, whether they were royalty, nobles, merchants, travelers, or commoners...
Everyone watched with bated breath, so nervous they didn't even dare to breathe, fearing they might affect the battle taking place atop the ruins of the fallen Exceed Kingdom outside the capital.
A day ago, the Sky above the capital suddenly shattered like glass, revealing a massive pitch-black rift, and an incredibly large black dragon entered this world through it.
With just a single roar toward the Sky, it caused many ordinary people to faint from the distress.
Facing such a terrifying monster, even Erza Knightwalker, currently the kingdom's strongest Mage General, and the strongest magic guild, "Fairy Tail," had lost the courage to fight.
Just as people were sinking into fear, that man returned.
Despair Emperor Hopless.
Sensing the scent of despair and seeing a large hole torn in the World Barrier he had painstakingly repaired, even the good-tempered Hopeless couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.
However, adhering to the philosophy that "one shouldn't judge a dragon's character solely by its appearance," Hopeless suppressed his anger and stepped forward, attempting to communicate with the black dragon that had suddenly intruded into Edolas.
Yet, upon seeing Hopeless, the black dragon only uttered the words "Damned god" before immediately launching an attack on him.
This fight lasted for a full day and night.
The terrifying commotion of colliding magic power loomed over everyone's hearts like restless thunder.
They couldn't flee, and they weren't qualified to provide support.
Thus, people could only pin their Hopes on this "Despair Emperor."
To this, the overwhelmed Hopeless only wanted to say one thing.
I can't win, I can't win at all...
Most importantly, this damn thing is immune to magic damage!
How could such an unreasonable existence exist in this world?
Where are the developers? Where is the game balance?
The black dragon's power was so immense that even Hope, who had easily handled the remnant soul of the God of Despair back then, had never put such enormous pressure on Hopeless.
Rather than saying Hopeless and the black dragon fought for a day and night, it would be more accurate to say he was whipped around like a spinning top by the black dragon for a day and night.
If he hadn't accumulated enough despair power in the past, he would have been flattened into a pulp by a single claw long ago.
"Hmph! Compared to Ankhseram, you useless piece of trash are pathetically weak." Acnologia slapped away Hopeless, who was using magic to protect himself; he was currently very irritable.
Half a month ago, Acnologia sensed the aura of a god and followed the scent.
With the dragon race's freakishly powerful physical constitution, flying around the continent was a matter of minutes, let alone for the black dragon flying at full speed.
At that time, because of Mavis's resurrection, Ankhseram felt offended and was remotely battling Hope. Acnologia, following the scent, happened to run right into him.
Before he could finish off a human using an unknown power, another headache-inducing existence showed up at his door.
Although Ankhseram held the status of a god, at the end of the day, he was just a slightly more powerful magical creature. His primary means were driven by magic power. Facing a bug like Acnologia head-on, he simply couldn't fight.
So, He came up with a dirty trick, using space magic to transfer Acnologia out of the world of Aslant.
Relying on his powerful body, Acnologia endured for half a month in the pitch-black spatial rift before finally breaking into the world of Edolas.
Having been tricked by the God of Life and Death, Acnologia was in a foul mood. Just then, Hopeless, who could barely be considered a demigod, proactively approached him.
Wasn't that just asking for a beating?
Especially since this guy looked exactly like that person.
...
Hopeless halted his backward flight. Only a tiny bit of despair power remained. Forget about confronting the black dragon; this bit of power couldn't even withstand a single slap from it.
Edolas had finally managed to get back on track; why did it have to suffer this calamity...
What should I do...
Is this the end...
A sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart. The massive gap in strength caused Hopeless, who used "despair" as his source of power, to actually feel despair at this moment.
Just as Hopeless's resolve was wavering.
"Keep going! Lord Hopeless!"
A voice suddenly came from the direction of the capital; it was a soldier who had once worked under him.
After a brief silence...
Cheers erupted like a mountain landslide or a tsunami.
On this day, Hopeless felt as if the Authority of Hope, which the God of Despair had lost, was reconverging within him.
Amidst the heartfelt cheers, Hopeless dragged his exhausted body back to his feet. "Behind me are the lights of countless homes. How can I fall here!"
Hopeless roared, pouring out all of his remaining despair power. However, within that dark purple magic, faint strands of white light actually emerged.
That's right, it was the power of Hope that the God of Despair had lost.
Although it was so faint it was almost invisible, it gave Hopeless the qualification to truly become a god—the God of Hope and Despair.
And now, he was going to use this power to protect his world.
"Dragon! Come and take my strongest move!"
"Strongest state! Final power! Ultimate killing move!"
"Roar!"
"Dawn: Burial!"
In an instant, black and white were inverted. The powerful magic almost materialized. The power of Hope and despair caused heaven and earth to tremble. This was Hopeless's world-shaking strike, fueled by everything he had.
However, Acnologia merely raised a dragon claw expressionlessly, with Dragon Slayer Magic of the Void wrapped around it.
Black Dragon's Annihilation Fist!
The next second.
Amidst a deafening boom, the celestial phenomena vanished instantly.
Hopeless turned into a meteor, crashing through the capital's city walls. Building after building collapsed until he finally stopped after slamming heavily into the royal palace in the center of the city.
Acnologia retracted his claw. His original frustration had finally been vented, and his mood suddenly improved significantly.
Powering up? Even with a power-up, you can't break my defense.
Magic immunity, kid.
His magic special effects were flashy enough, though; they looked quite nice.
Inside the palace, as if sensing the black dragon's sharp critique, Hopeless, who was lying on the ground with broken bones all over his body, spat out another mouthful of blood.
He struggled to raise his head and look at the terrified Acting King, Faust, shouting with his last bit of strength:
"Quick! Go to Aslant and get Hope!"
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