Black Summoner

- The Divine Domain of the Black Goddess.

The amount of liquid that overflowed was dude, constantly flowing through the clearance of the cell. The drooling texture over normal water also looks like cloudy water containing perhaps mud. Combined with the bright black hue, it exhibited the opposite property to clear drinking water. I hesitate to get any closer to such a muddy amount of water. It also seemed to be slowly eroding this space by releasing it from the prison and dripping it onto the invisible floor.

"That's not the magic Melfina uses. Is that your original?

"That's a stupid question. In the first place, I (Kromel) and I (Melfina) treat magic differently."

Even with all this water, Kromel inside can talk normally. It's my magic, so naturally. However, no useful information can be retrieved using the appraisal eye for that magic characteristic. Something is different from the magic I've seen so far from the ground up. That's about all I found out.

"What you are familiar with is me (Melfina), who has met white and blue magic, right? It is a truly goddess power that manipulates water, the source of glorious light and dorsal life."

"That kind of magic doesn't look like light to you."

"Yeah, because I (Kromel) am dominated by black magic and blue magic. It was also created by multiplying the two attributes of darkness and water: this dark water of loss (diffile climb). Weren't you making something that one day will be combined magic with your wind and Effil's flames? Sure...... yes, you named it Warm Wind (Dryer). This is what we can call the ultimate form of combined magic."

"Ha ha, isn't that a lot of confidence? Thanks for taking the time to tell me."

I can't believe it's a warm wind (dryer), I've been putting out something I miss again. I only managed to use it instead of appliances by adding and subtracting two magics. Combined magic was not just a name, it was a perfect fusion of two attributes.

By contrast, that magic of Kromel boasts a degree of completeness that can be correctly evaluated with the combined magic. It was not forced to match after the two magics were uttered, but created a magic based on the nature of the two attributes. This is something I can't even do right now, and I honestly can't imagine how effective it will be.

- Giggy, giggy...!

The anomaly occurred shortly after a little conversation between me and Kromel. The black prison that trapped Kromel (Adamanpegato) became more torn apart than the inside. What I saw over the gap in the iron lattice was a small little finger. Cromel's fingers, which symbolize pure white and weakness, the opposite of black hair and black wings, push and bend a prison that has done all I can. Playing with clay, or children destroying toys innocently - I was beginning to see Kromel from a shabby cell.

From the forcibly opened gap, the black water gained even more momentum and flowed out. Shall I call it tears flowing from the eyeballs of prison? However, Kromel in that vortex is not dirty at all. However, it seems to be dyeing something other than chromel into something completely different. That iron lattice is not something you can destroy with simple idiotic power or anything like that.

"When I confront you like this, you want to have a chat with me."

When I exchanged my gaze, Kromel said something like that that that seemed really fun. I play a prank on a kid I like, like a young kid. In this case, however, the position of men and women has been reversed.

"It's better not to touch this lost dark water."

"Yeah, I can tell it's just the way it looks anymore."

It is clear that the fact that you broke the cell after letting that water touch you has some effect on the water. Fortunately, those cages who have trapped the Holy Spear have stopped to be physically disobeyed by guns from the inside. It'll break through if you take the time, but you'll still have it unless you let me touch that black water.

"So shall we come again? Symbol of the End (Crueldymize)"

"- Huh!?

In the meantime, Kromel's next magic chant begins. Now the black water that had been scattered was shaped like a few tentacles and moved out.

"That black water hit me. It's coming, well, as expected... What about its shape?

"It would make you feel more afraid, wouldn't it?

Kromel smiles nicely, and the tentacles rise to the air where I am. From the floor, where the earliest whole was filled with muddy water, from the wreckage of the cell from which Kromel sits, and from the brand new black water still flowing out of it, are created those who in this instant do not physiologically accept it, and it is in their eyes that they cry. Frankly, just looking at it sharpens my spirit.

The tentacles are fast and not even Kromel is more agile than Vegan Ange. Make it a number and reach five digits or not, or something like that. If you let it touch the other cell that trapped the Holy Spear like this, it would be torn open, just like Kromel. That's what I'm talking about, so let me act to stop it.

Expand the sticky wind anti-protective wall (Rive Counter Gum)/(Penta) further around the cage, and apply flying (fly) to it - kick it! I look at this guy wrapped in holy spears and cages all rubberized up and kick him all the way up to the top where he doesn't even know how far he's spreading. It would be somewhat safer than being near the tentacle hell directly below. You should fly away everywhere, you spears of God.

"Sir, why don't you treat people's gains badly?

"I have a bad foot habit. Not as good as your sleeping minister, though!

"As, well......!

For some reason, I can see a little light, but unfortunately, I'm not. Flew a cage with holy spears. Next, it's my turn at last. Then the tentacle blast against me had already begun. I will flaunt those attacks, look at the gaps and knock in the heavy wind pressure (air pressure)/(penta). The effect seemed to be uniform, and the tentacles frightened me. But this feeling...

"(Penta) (Penta) and are you sure you want to go that far in a row? We used it on the barrier earlier, didn't we? No matter how many magical fools you are, isn't it about time you were depleted?

Cromel is only interested in chatting as well. I can't afford that, and I'll make him preempt chopping up tentacles approaching from a distance with a slash by the Great Sickle. Soon, this tentacle group was also adapting to crushing by heavy wind pressure (air pressure). No, not tentacles, my magic is changing more?

"You seem so troubled that you can't even catch the ball, let me tell you. Anything that touches the dark water of the crash (diffile climb) alters its abilities and power, whether it's an organism, an object, magic, whatever it is, to the lowest level in this world. It's clogged, no matter how much excess magic you put on iv (quad) or penta (penta), it's completely pointless -"

"- Punishing Light of Destruction (Disaster Ray) - (Hexa)!

"Huh!"

I'll feed him some kind of brave conceded magic attack on Kromel, who drools his high theory. Another level of overmagic, the worst fuel-efficient hexa. Needless to say, the power and speed for that matter. Kromel jumped out of the cell where he was sitting, perceiving that he would solidify his protection with his surrounding tentacles, but would be swept away by the unleashed extreme laser. But I was late to escape, so my magic swept to Kromel's cheek.

"Holy shit, you're gonna get through this. Attack"

"Good, very good, you......!

Hands on the burnt cheeks, Kromel hoists the end of his mouth. Maybe I had the same look on my face.