In a flash, Caesar disappeared from his original spot. When he reappeared, he had already arrived at an ice field in the northernmost part of the Alvarez Empire.
With time running out and the task heavy, Caesar was preparing to accelerate the process.
Philosopher's Stone, consumed!
With a clap of his hands, an alchemical array formed from human flesh instantly appeared on this icy plain.
The ring on his finger gradually melted, and a large amount of dark liquid dripped down, wriggling continuously.
"So..."
Caesar laughed.
After such a long period of peace, Ankhseram should be a little less vigilant now.
Philosopher's Stone, activate!
In an instant, aided by the depletion of the Philosopher's Stone, Caesar struck straight at the heart of the enemy, directly breaking through the seal originally set up by the god Ankhseram.
Sealed under the blessing of Caesar's Philosopher's Stone, it trembled like a young maiden, unable to resist the power of the Philosopher's Stone.
Taking advantage of this gap, Caesar also directly connected to the realm of the dead and found that tiny soul.
In an instant, Caesar heard the roars of countless undead and the most vicious curses that reached his very soul.
The Philosopher's Stone within his body was being consumed at an extremely rapid pace.
The main character has arrived!
Caesar smiled slightly. It was a pity that God Ankhseram did not personally participate.
If he could personally come to this world, it would probably be enough to interrupt Caesar's human body transformation process.
But at that time, Caesar would immediately and without hesitation accept Beerus, the God of Destruction, and directly annihilate him.
It's unclear whether the god Ankhseram has noticed this. Despite his power far exceeding Caesar's current state, he always refused to come in person, instead interfering with Caesar's refinement from a distance by simply channeling his power.
However, this interference was of no use to Caesar, who had the Philosopher's Stone weighing over three tons.
So no matter how the other party tried to stop him, Caesar still held onto that tiny soul tightly, dragging it out little by little from the realm of the dead.
"You will pay the price for this."
Suddenly, a deep, melodious male voice rang in Caesar's ears.
Caesar paused for a moment, then smiled slightly. "Then let's make a deal. You lift the curse, and I'll stop. How about it?"
Caesar was met with a long silence.
He guessed that the other party had run away, so he stopped paying attention.
Caesar brought the soul out and plunged it into the pitch-black liquid.
The next moment, the liquid boiled. Countless roars and curses became even more shrill, but it still did not affect Caesar's performance.
Steadily and surely, as a thin arm extended from the liquid, a head with dark blue hair, identical to that of the human form of Acnologia, appeared.
Soon, a very soft and cute little girl, whose cuteness rivaled that of Wendy, landed on the ice.
Looking at the little girl's face, Caesar immediately understood where Acnologia's sister complex came from.
Caesar, in particular, had always wanted a daughter. Seeing the little girl appear filled him with tenderness.
But...
"It may be a bit cruel, but you are my trump card against the Black Dragon!"
Caesar sighed and took out a Dragon Slayer Crystal made from the heart of a black dragon.
He used alchemy to embed the jet-black crystal directly into the little girl's body.
Stimulated by the magic, the little girl's eyelashes trembled, and she quickly opened her large, watery, sky-blue eyes.
"Are you awake?"
Caesar crafted a well-fitting set of clothes, dressed the little girl, and smiled slightly. "Do you remember what your name is?"
"Betty, Betty Alfred."
The little girl wrapped her clothes tighter around herself and said somewhat timidly.
"Then from now on, I'll call you Betty."
Caesar smiled gently. "To save you, I embedded a Dragon Slayer Crystal into your body. From now on, you'll be a mage just like me, a Dragon Slayer Mage."
Betty nodded, but her eyes were full of confusion.
Clearly, she didn't understand what this meant.
...
Makarov sat in the main seat of the conference hall, looking down at the guild leaders from all over the country who were already seated. The main seat in the very center of the first row was still empty.
"So slow!"
Makarov said unhappily, expressing his dissatisfaction that Caesar was about to be late.
"Makarov, relax. Maybe Caesar is just a little delayed. Don't forget he has spatial magic. He'll definitely make it."
Bobu, the blue pegasus, offered a comforting word, which calmed Makarov down a bit.
Time passed quickly. Just as it was about to end, a figure flashed in the empty seat. Caesar suddenly appeared there.
"Snort."
Makarov snorted, expressing his dissatisfaction with Caesar's timely arrival, but still patiently prepared to start the meeting.
The next moment, he was suddenly stunned. He found that Caesar was holding a little girl in his arms, who looked to be only five or six years old.
"This..."
Makarov immediately looked at Caesar.
Caesar smiled. "I met this little one on the road. She was quite pitiful, and since she had a lot of magic power, I embedded a Dragon Slayer Crystal in her to temporarily save her."
Everyone suddenly realized why Caesar had arrived so late.
Of course, many people were discussing how Caesar was genuinely wealthy, giving away a Dragon Slayer Crystal so casually.
But when they took a closer look at the little girl in Caesar's arms, their eyes immediately turned red with envy.
They sensed that the little girl possessed an extremely abundant amount of magic power, making her almost a born mage.
It seemed this little girl was going to join Fairy Tail again.
They couldn't understand why Fairy Tail always seemed to attract such talented little ones to join their ranks.
Just like the new generation of Fairy Tail, almost all of them were taken in by Makarov. And now, Caesar seemed to have inherited Makarov's characteristics.
They watched with extreme envy, but there was nothing they could say. They could only swallow their envious saliva.
Makarov, on the other hand, had more to think about, but it wasn't appropriate for him to speak now.
He glared at Caesar, determined to get a good look into what had happened to the little girl after the meeting.
Caesar understood what the people of Suzhou and Makarov meant, and smiled without saying anything.
Just kidding, the materials he used to refine Betty were all made from the corpses of dragons. Their magical properties were high. Naturally, the magical reserves after refinement would far exceed those of ordinary people, making her a replica of Laxus.
As for Makarov?
This was easy to deal with; just push it into the hidden secrets known in another world.
Don't believe me?
If you don't believe me, go ask them yourself.
Can't get any information?
Sorry, if you can't find out, then what I said is the truth.
With this "magic weapon" in hand, Caesar was not worried at all.