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

The battle between flames and ice closed the curtain in the form of Igor Febrary's victory. Immersed in the aftermath of the victory, Igor slowly descended to the ground.

As soon as he put his foot on the ground, the huge ice castle that was being built disappeared without a trace. All that remains there is the glint caused by fine ice.

"Gu... ha... ha..."

Soon afterwards, Igor fell to his knees. Stay down, he's breathing on his shoulders. I guess the use of the finest beast (chimera) consumes magic that is unimaginable.

An obvious change had taken place in Igor's face, which he raised after a while. Compared to earlier, Igor's face was rapidly old.

Countless wrinkles are engraved in its face, and its skin is drooping. Igor's flesh now had become like an old man.

"Exactly when you look like Crocel for so long, you age fast too..."

Igor Febrary was “young” at the price of beastification (chimera).

Too powerful ice black magic (Grimoire). Every time you use it, Igor's flesh grows old. The shorter you use it, the shorter your life expectancy becomes. Igor was gaining mighty power at the expense of the time left to him.

Maybe Igor's body was older than his real age before this showdown began.

"No way, I'm going to cut my life so long in a place like this... even if this life runs out, I'm not going to miss Black Sarteen"

Even in old age, Igor stood up. Its body, which was rapidly old, was heavier than he could have imagined, but its loyalty to the Knights Commander thrust him into motion. The mission of the M-12 is not to let Bell and Knight escape from the Kingdom of Sertria.

That foothold was a very slow one, but Igor Febrary was about to move to the next battlefield. If you use that beastification (chimera) even once more, he will be infinitely closer to death.

But Igor is coming to this showdown ready to give up his life.

"Now that Julai has been shredded, there are seven people who can fight... Captain Faust, Lilith's daughter, the unknown pirates. This is going to be a tougher fight than I thought."

Igor isn't very much right now, but he's not in a decent state to fight. He won't be able to contribute to the Knights' victory from now on unless it's in such a way as to join someone in the M-12.

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Suddenly sharp pain struck Igor's body as he had just walked out.

And the burning heat that comes late.

It was the dazzling light shining in the seven colors that entered the sight of the instant Igor.

"I almost died."

"You... are alive!

Then instantly, Homla appeared in front of Igor. The pirate, who should have been crushed with the ice, stands in front of Igor unharmed for some reason.

Homla's entire body is wrapped in rainbow pockets, shining like never before. Of course, the knife in his hand was wrapped in the same pocket.

"Whoa, thanks for worrying about me. As you can see, I'm pimping, right? You're a lot older than that, aren't you?

"You did feed on" absolutely cold air "... what the hell is going on?

"So I'm just saying that I was better at black magic than Grimoire. I'm sorry you worked so hard to cut your life span. Good luck."

"How did you get out of the ice cage?

"I got out of there right away. I don't think you noticed it was too fast."

The settlement of the battle between flames and ice was not yet on. Homla's strength would have meant he was far beyond Igor's imagination.

"You... run out of life, but I will bury you." "Don't lick the power of a harsh winter incarnation”!

"You're the one who got buried. You still don't notice?

As soon as Homla told him so, Igor's gaze instantly went low. In just a moment, Igor was in the sensation that his gaze was about a meter lower.

"This is what..."

"Is that it? Was it too fast and I didn't feel any pain?

"I wonder if this ever happens."

Igor exclaimed when he finally realized his body was cut off.

By the time Homla showed up, Igor's body had already been slashed. From the cutting surface of the body, strangely, there was no bleeding. Too hot a flame must have burned and hardened the wound's blood.

"If I let you think I won, there's a gap everywhere. I'm a pirate, so I won't hesitate to use soothing means."

Homla, who also grabbed the victory, gave a tongue and a prank grin. Pirates are outlaws. I don't even hate using dirty hands to win. It's dumber to try to fight a pirate opponent squarely.

"Ki... Ki, you must be the one who thinks you won! Thanks to you burning my wound, I'm still alive. I'll fight till my life runs out."

It should be noted that Igor shows willingness to fight back, even if he is severed from his upper and lower body. Igor Febrary is a man who gives up even his life for the Knights captain. Never take that chivalry spirit lightly.

"What can you say you can do with them in two? You're as good as dead."

Homla, who on the other hand had already won, had erased the seven-colored clay that had surrounded him. On top of full creation, only a few lifetimes remain. Igor's death is imminent right there.

"Until my life runs out, I will be able to continue to use Crocel's magic! I'll freeze you to death... with you."

"Stop. It's just miserable."

"Kukukuku...... don't be strong. From now on, I will use the last black magic (Grimoire) that I have risked my life for. You can't run away."

Squeezing his last force, Igor used that beastification (chimera) again. Wrapped in a swirling snowstorm, Igor was wrapped in white light.

When that light went out, Igor turned into a beautiful ice queen again, with his upper and lower body detached.

Igor's upper body floated fluffy and stuck with his lower body standing a little further away. Igor slowly turns his hips so as to check that the cutting surface is properly stuck.

"Seriously, that's convenient ~"

"Unlock this black magic (Grimoire) and I will die. But before you do, you will die."

This is the final phase of the battle from here. From now on Igor is about to take the last blow he risked his life on. Even if Homla is better at strength, he may not be as easy to cut through as he has been.

The more Igor closes his eyes and increases his magic, the freezer his surroundings and the colder the air becomes. The battlefield by the sea had temporarily turned into a tougher extreme cold land than Rottervania.

"Huh... I can feel it hurting a beautiful woman ~"

Homla hung her hand on the knife pattern, sighing. Pirates aren't sweet enough to shut up and let their enemies do their thing.

"Peacock flashes."

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The next moment, Homla was moving behind Igor. On his right hand, he holds his favorite knife. During the blink, Homla was moving and pulling out the knife.

Then about a second late, Igor's body burned up violently. With a seven-colored glow, its bestialized body burns with momentum. Homla does not even give the enemy a counterattack gap.

What remained after the seven colored flames burned violently was the carcass of Igor Febrary, burnt in black. I can no longer tell the face from the gender. Its body, burned with a special flame, broke apart brittle just by being blown by the wind.

"Well, let's melt the ice early and see how my ship looks."

As if Igor Febrary and others had not existed from the beginning, Homla left the scene with her hands behind her head.

There was no scratch on Homla's body that won the “Hard Winter Incarnation”. It was also for Homla's pure enjoyment of the battle that he thought he was forced to struggle for a time.

After all, Igor's power did not extend far to Homla. Elba's candidacy was never wrong.