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

"Now I'm gonna let you go from here!

"Good. I'll give you a chance once or so."

Homla, who has previously been on the defensive side of the war, launches a counterattack. Igor's Black Magic (Grimoire) controls space by freezing its surroundings. I can't help being passive, but Homla hasn't shut up either.

Brilliant thin ice drifts around Igor, who has changed his appearance beautifully.

In addition to ice columns and ice dragons, diamond dust. Igor's Black Magic (Grimoire) range of effectiveness is very wide. That power goes hand in hand, and there are no gaps in both defenses.

"Once or so the idea could lead to ruin!

Flying one after the other through the ice scaffolding that kept moving irregularly, Homla quickly moved to Igor's present.

Leveraging the bouncing momentum, Homla shook up a rainbow glowing blade. In the meantime, the knife's body was wrapped in a rainbow glow, and intense enthusiasm spread over the extension line of the blade's drawn trajectory.

"Hot......!

The heat emitted in an instant immediately strikes Igor. The enthusiasm burns blue and white Igor's skin. Igor, who lagged behind in escaping impending enthusiasm, suffered extensive burns to his skin.

"I'll melt all your ice!

"Hung...... are you going to win already?

"Oops, I knew it would come..."

When Igor smiled, his burnt and reddened skin happened to return blue and white. The air enclosing Igor's surroundings was so cold that it also cooled its hot air. To Igor now, the flames of Homla do not work.

"It's a one-time cut to give you a chance. Let me fight back."

"That's what I have to do! Seriously, let's go!

Igor, who declared a counterattack, cut out the ice at his feet and held the ice sword in his hand. That's shaped to resemble the rod Igor had so far, but it was certainly a sword.

Homla was once again exalted in front of Igor, who had a new weapon in his hand. This pirate will not stop enjoying the fight no matter how much he is driven into it. Enjoy the fight. I guess that's his motto.

"It's a swallowing thing. How long will I be able to expose that powerful weather face?

"Yeah, yeah. ⁉ That's the sword you're wearing, man."

Homla was stunned when Igor waved down the “Sword of Crocel”. The ice sword instantly froze the space on the extension line of the trajectory, as Homla's blade spread the heat over the extension line of the trajectory.

Homla stroked her chest down, frozen instantly. The frozen space fell according to gravity, hitting the ground and shattering. Imagine when you were frozen, Homla chilled her liver.

"Are you an idiot? Show me more despair."

Even as Igor tries to drop to the bottom of despair, Homla doesn't change her attitude at all. Are you just a battle freak, or are you affording the late that is finding an opportunity to win?

"Do something about despair, baka. I see only hope all the time. There's no such thing as a hippo trapped in the dark. We have to do this. There's a pile of them!

Homla, who sent the slaughter of the ice, regained his posture and was already aiming for a chance to fight back. Psychological push doesn't work for homuras who purely enjoy the fight and only think about winning if it comes down to battle.

"That indomitable spirit is admirable, but you missee the power of icing"

Breathing in the air heavily, Igor breathed out momentum. Its cold breath sparkles and appears to contain countless grains of fine ice in it.

"What?..............................................................................."

Homla gave up fighting back and quickly entered a dodging posture. Do not touch the breath exhaled by Igor. That was something I could tell by just looking at.

The breath of ice, which was aimed at Homla, strikes directly at the ice column in the immediate vicinity. As soon as it was blown by the cold wind, ice cubes instantly appeared on the surface of the ice column. If I touch that breath, it'll freeze just like the slaughter I just did.

"As always, he's a shitty guy. But this cold makes your movements dull. Now is the time to avoid it."

Exhaling the ice, Igor waves the ice sword over and over again. The demon Crocel, who is empowering Igor, is the Ice Queen. Using the power of Crocel to freeze everything, Igor tries by all means to ice marinate the homura.

"Ku......!

There is an icy crisis looming right there. If you let go of your mind at all, your whole body freezes in an instant. In extreme tension, Homla was always critical and circumventing the icing magic.

“Time to suck..."

Ice magic, which constantly strikes, is surely hunting down Homla. Neither the slaughter of the ice nor the breath of the ice had yet struck, but had plundered Homla's body many times.

The surface of Homla's body was starting to freeze by the way, and the movement, which was quick, was slower and slower.

Homla continues to run desperately as she is forced to move her frozen body.

"... why is this freezing speed too slow? That body should have been ice pickled a long time ago?

Seeing Homla running away for a long time now, Igor questioned him. Closel's black magic (Grimoire) is icy enough to freeze even space in an instant. Yet Homla, who should have touched ice black magic (Grimoire) many times, continues to move.

"You missee the power of the flames. That's all we're talking about."

"What do you mean?

"I always protect my whole body with super hot air. Still starting to freeze, so I knew your black magic was awesome."

"You mean the attack didn't quite hit you because only your appearance was distorted and visible at that high temperature? But the difference in strength is becoming clearer. If you put me in front of you, all the heat can go away!

Homla didn't just keep running away. He was probably looking for a way to break the nasty icing magic and beat Igor while defending himself with the armor of super hot air.

Still, as a result, it is becoming apparent that Igor's Black Magic (Grimoire) outperforms Homla's Black Magic (Grimoire). If we keep fighting like this, there's definitely no winning chance for Homla.

"Is it time to get serious?

"Ho ⁉⁉ə"

When the homura was enveloped by a rainbow, the ice that had begun to cover his body disappeared without a trace. Beautiful in seven colors, its flames are heterogeneous. There is no doubt that a special power resides, like Arrosha's fireworks.

"Let your enemies have all their hands before defeating them. That would make me study, and it would lead to my own growth. That's what I always do."

"You busy little brat. Are you telling me you've been doing this before?"

"Oh. That's why you said that. My flames don't freeze because of the magic of Temé."

From the look of Homla smiling and making room, I can feel a different impression than before.

The temperature of the heat surrounding the homra has risen more than ever before. Igor's cold air, in contact with its hot air, has become water droplets, raining and pouring all around him.

"Are you saying that you were a monster too? Sometimes Elba just catches his eye."

"It's an honor to keep it as a compliment. Well, it's time for me to end the spa."

Homla, who jumped over the melting ice column and moved to Igor's present again, lowered his hips and took the offensive stance. Once he had put the knife he had been swinging until earlier in his sheath, Homla went into a state of readiness to launch a blow of todome.

"Fighting you was pretty funny...... what?

Homla's movement, which he was still trying to use to pull out a knife, stopped because of it. Seeing as how Homla is upset, it seems this is not what Homla intended.

"Hahahahahahahaha! One of these days I'll lose my mouth too. Without knowing it, you were in my surgery. I was in a hurry for a moment, but you still seemed like I was better at a bunch of them."

"I see... you've been hiding your hands too."

I should have melted the ice earlier on, but Homla's body was starting to freeze again. Homla's body had begun to be covered in ice, as seeped out of the inside rather than frozen from the outside. Frosty ice gradually covers his entire body.

"Absolute cold air. Its brilliance was so fine that it could not even be seen sprayed in the air. It is an inevitable move for those who breathe. The ice that lurks in the air erodes your body like poison."

"That's a cowardly move - dude..."

"Are there cowards and shit in the battle"

Even as she spoke, Homla froze as she glanced from the inside of her body. Even if Homla raises the firepower, Igor's ice freezes even that.

Eventually, Homla stopped working with Pickle as well. The ice continued to grow even as it covered Homla's body, and Homla was trapped in a giant ice mass.

"... Looks like you're done. You're the first time I've stuck so far with my eyes on me when I turned out to be Crocel. Let's make sure it's engraved in our hearts."

Igor, unbeastified, dropped the ice cubes floating in the universe.

Huge ice cubes fall according to gravity and hit the ground. Ice cubes crashing into the ground splashed in all directions.

Among the shattered ice cubes is homura. Homla, frozen from the inside of her body, must have also been crushed and scattered with ice cubes.

There were so many ice fragments that it was not possible to confirm the appearance of the homies that had fallen apart.