BLACK MOON - Black Magic War Beginning with Jailbreak - [Full story illustration available]

"Whoa, Belle! I didn't finish it properly ~! I'm just-timed!

"I thought you were buying time away."

Isaac's voice was the first to reach Bell's ear that was thrust. He was supposed to have taken the distance considering the influence of the Devil's Sword Del Moor's power, and now he's in front of Bell for some reason.

"No, if you're an excellent apprentice of mine, I thought it might be time to finish it, so I came to see how it went. - It's wacky."

Maybe Isaac with the Devil's Eye knew how Bell was, even if he was away.

"Well, you're safe."

This Isaac Restore is the most powerful demon swordsman!

"Heck........................................................................................................................................."

Bell, who was talking to Isaac at his usual rate, is suddenly grabbed by someone.

"Just right... I can finally do it with my destiny"

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It was the white boy fighting Isaac who was grabbing Bell's neck root. It was the white boy who was thrust by Isaac who thrust Bell's body earlier.

The white boy, who grabbed the neck root, put his face close to the bell and had a frozen grin on his spine. At this time, the blade (edge) of the soul (Seoul) was protruding to the ground.

"Hey, you creep."

Bell wields the blade of fire he just got, trying to shake off the approaching white boy. Bell was just waving his sword at our samurai, but the blade slashed and tore the body of a white boy who was right around the corner.

"Knock...!

The white boy's body was severed in two by hanging from his left shoulder to his navel. The blade with the burning flame is always high in heat and has a very high cutting power.

"Heh ~ That's quite a cut. The demon swordsman said you were buying time to build that blade."

"Hehe ~... with Soyuko. I'll take care of the rest."

The white boy, who should have been heavily wounded, turned his gaze to Isaac without much concern for the matter. Isaac at the time somehow walks away from this place early. Is that a change of athlete?

"Hey! He... don't run away all the time"

Bell was frightened by my paced Isaac. I don't know about Bell, but with the power of the Devil's Sword Del Moor, I could have stabbed Todome in the white boy.

"Now we can finally be alone"

"What a strange way to put it! You're so creepy."

"There's no stopping me from being real anymore."

"You can't be real. I don't care what they say with such a worn out body, it's nothing to be afraid of."

"We're worn out, aren't we? I have a little more time."

While in conversation with Bell, the white boy began to collect the surrounding orbs into cuts. The packed and cracked upper body was instantly restored to normal by special soul (orb) black magic (grimoire).

However, the wounds sustained by Del More's Black Magic (Grimoire) appear to remain unhealed.

"I knew it was a monster, you"

"Take it as a compliment"

Bell couldn't hide his surprise at the incredible healing power of the white boy. No matter how much black magic (Grimoire) is the natural world, it shouldn't be easy to restore a truly twofold body.

"Well, which blade is up there?

"Knock, knock."

Arosha's fangs take the blade (edge) of the shaken soul (Seoul). Just as Isaac was fighting, the battle by two swords began.

But Bell's sword judgment, which had barely ever dealt with a sword, had yet to pass.

"It's hot... but my blade has magic in it."

After hitting each other with the blade, the white boy took a distance from the bell once.

And when he pointed the blade (edge) of his soul (Seoul) at the bell, he began to collect the orbs around him.

Then, immediately, the orb springs up like a bubble and pushes towards the bell. The bubble wave (bubble) of the soul spreads instantly and in an instant hunts down the bell.

"That's not true, I'll burn you down!

Bell waved Arosha's fangs down into the bubble wave of his impending soul. From the swung down blade, a deep red fire is unleashed, wrapping the spreading foam around it.

Bubbles wrapped in fireworks bounced off one after the other, and disappeared without a trace.

"Oh... this sword is amazing."

Bell was purely surprised to confirm for the first time that the flame was trapped in the blade when the erosion (iron) was advanced to the third stage.

"Apparently, you locked the third stage of fireworks in that blade."

"You're right, you have no hands or feet in this flame."

"I don't know about that..."

Based on previous battles, the white boy should not be able to fathom into the deep red flames hidden in Arrosha's fangs.

But even this period he doesn't see any rush at all.

"Are you being strong?

Obviously, Bell dominates the battlefield now. No matter how much the white boy strikes by orb, Bell burns it all down with a deep red flame. As it is, he can't even give Bell a scratch.

"Soul, pour it down!

Shortly afterwards, a white boy stabbed the blade (edge) of his soul (Seoul) to the ground.

Signalling it, a massive meteorite-like substance emerged with a roar from far above. To say that he showed up on his signal must have been made from an orb, too. The meteorite produced by the white boy was enormous enough to outperform Bell's body gracefully.

There was not only one meteorite that appeared in the sunset sky. Countless emerged meteorites pour down towards the bell like rain. A emerald-colored meteor fills the dusk sky.

"You're a real mess..."

Bell was stunned when he saw a meteor in his soul. The white boy deforms the surrounding orb into anything by using the blade (edge) of his soul. Especially this one, which was a massive, non-standard move.

"Better not look sweetly at my black magic."

"Ugh!

Not long ago, one meteorite approached the bell. Bell, reflexively, shakes Arosha's fangs up against the meteorite. The blade did not touch directly, but broke off the meteorite. A burning fire reached the extension of the blade's trajectory.

Bell swung the blade several times without, slashing and tearing apart one soul (Seoul) meteor after another.

"It's not funny if you don't come"

"That's a lot to spare, isn't it?

The white boy, who had easily avoided the meteor of the new Great Soul (Seoul), remained calm nonetheless. If you get around all this, you'll usually get more or less of a wolf.

"Because I'm not supposed to lose to you."

"You've been nailed. I'm stronger than you."

"Speak for yourself."

Does it mean that the White Boy still has some hidden and powerful moves?

Since we started fighting, the white boy seems confident in taking control of this fight, even though he says he hasn't had one scratch on Bell yet.

"Now it's time to die spiritually"

And what the white boy created was a whirlpool of thoughts (minds) that had just been torn once. A green tornado approaches the bell as it winds up the debris around it.

"You thought the same hand would work? Barca."

Bell was frightened. With the blade (edge) of the soul (Seoul), you should be able to change the orb freely, but has the story run out already?

Bell sighed, waving Arosha's fangs toward the whirlpool (Storm) of thought (Mind). The corrugated fireworks emitted from the blade easily dyed the green vortex red.

The whirlpool (Storm) of Thought (Mind) I burned down after a while.

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But right after that, Bell suddenly falls into a depression. If you do not proceed with erosion (iron), but use the equivalent of fireworks, will you strain your body?

"You're the fool. If you stay overconfident, you'll easily shrug your legs."

"Uuuuuuuuuuu"

But the truth was different. When Bell looked at his own ankle, there were many stringy objects wrapped around him.

In other words, the whirlpool (Storm) of thought (Mind) was just a twist, and the true aim of the white boy was literally to “shrug his legs”.

After activating the whirlpool of thoughts, the blade (edge) of the soul (Seoul) was stung all the way to the ground. He would have let the orb dive into the ground and secretly aimed for an opportunity to attack.

"Let's make the farce this far. It's time for me to be real."

As the white boy sets his soul (soul) blade (edge) against the bell, a black cloud can immediately rise above it. The sky, stained with cedar, disappeared only for a moment.

When Bell quickly unravels the string tangled in his ankle, he sets up a blade lit with flames and thrusts into the white boy. The flames that dwelt in Arrosha's fangs were burning as if they echoed Bell's emotions.

Keane...

When two blades bump into each other instantly, a sharp treble echoes around to crush your ears. It is the sound of the blade (edge) of a soul (Seoul) with green thunder and the fangs of Arosha with a deep red fire.

Until now, the thunder (thunder) of the soul (soul) made from the orb should have been easily burned down.

However, the green thunder never went away at this time. The bumping flames and thunder showed that the two forces were antagonizing. The nature of the doppelgenger, which says it will be strong one second a second, is apparently authentic.

The tone of the burning fires at ultra-high temperatures mixes with the tone of the thunder that rips through the sky. The two mixed black magic (Grimoire) played a strange tone.

"Didn't you get stronger while you were fighting the Happy Grassy bastards?

"I am constantly evolving. The longer you fight, the more disadvantageous you will be."

"Thanks for the advice."

Bell, who should have been able to afford it until now, was starting to feel rushed ahead of the white boy. Realizing that the white boy had been exceptionally empowered in the past short time, Bell began to defend himself with a firewall.

The fireworks were starting to move as the boy wanted them to. I guess Bell's blade-shaped crystals have the same effect as Leon's fire-guided stones had. The bell covered by the fireworks is in the same condition as it was when the actual erosion (iron) was advanced to the third stage.

"What's up? I knew you had no hands, no legs?

The green thunderstorm emitted by the white boy as if to confirm his current power disappeared in front of the firewall. Seeing this, Bell was convinced that the burning fire of deep red was still valid for him.

"Hum... it's time to stay on track"

"If you lose, stop."

"If they're so dumb, it's easy and helpful to take your soul away"

Instead of taking your soul, a white boy who hasn't even been scratched by a bell. Yet he remained calm even through this period. Instead of breaking his attitude, he continues to make strong statements.

"Are you going to a psychological battle?

"Now it's the real end."

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Bees...

At the next moment, the thunder (Thunder) of the soul (Seoul), which was supposed to have been held back by the walls of the Fire, reached Bell's body. Not only did he break through the fireworks wall, but the green flash emitted by the white boy covered the area.

A corner of the ruins district has transformed into a green space. From the ground to far above, no matter where you are, you will be swallowed by lightning strikes.

"Why..."

Only momentary events left Bell's body blackened. I guess the reason the white boy has remained calm so far is because he hid this grand move. Undoubtedly the biggest thunderstorm Bell has ever suffered, falling in powerless.

"You didn't seem to notice, but I've been working on this for a long time. Every time I moved, I embedded an orb in the ground to create a relay point for my own black magic (Grimoire).

Allow the thunder (Thunder) of the soul (Seoul) to circle and accelerate the relay point many times. And the power of accelerated black magic (Grimoire) multiplies. The amplifier of black magic (Grimoire), so to speak. Didn't you hear me when I said you were defeated? "

The supermassive lightning strike that covered the area was a multiplication of the thunder (Thunder) of the soul (Seoul) by the white boy.

Failure to realize that the whiteboy's careless actions were craftsmanship for the sake of deep justice brought defeat to Bell.