Black Summoner

- The Divine Domain of the Black Goddess.

A fight between a woman and a woman, a combination. Generally it could be a binta reward, or a catch up, or imagine a catfight as an entertainment. But this is happening right in front of my eyes, and it was clearly beyond that.

"Haaaa!"

"Huh!"

Fists and fists, kicks and kicks, combined moves and combinations, bare-handed fights with a clear intent to kill (Stegolo). If you wield a clench, there is no reluctance or forgiveness where you aim, and it hits your face and belly all the time. Besides, that blow is all about the power of a special attack that seems to contain the biggest attack of me and Kroto in a round. Assuming I ate even one of those rewards, that's why I'm so confident I'm going to be a piece of meat. I don't even want to feel this confident, but unfortunately this was true.

"There is...! Oh, man!

"Grr!"

Even when attacked with such fearful power, the movement of the two is not dull at all. On the contrary, it was accelerating further and finally trying to reach an area that even my eyes could not see. That's all the energy is crashing into each other. The shock wave had reached me without a problem, too, squeezing my magic and putting up a barrier. Let's be honest, this is the only thing that's gonna break my bones. I was not very close to watching the game, and now I was entering a bitter time enduring severe pain.

Even if you can't see Melfina and Kromel moving, sometimes you can tell by this pain you take to keep getting up. How Cromel, in her infant state, was limiting her power. And the fact that I wasn't even getting fine dust in their dimension when I was trying to challenge them using odd tactics. By summoning Melfina, the Reincarnation God, and using his power, he was able to bring the war situation to Even. but he seems to be relying on it, and I feel kind of sorry for him as a man.

'... at the same time, I'm glad to hear it. After all, does this disease mean dating for the rest of your life? Hey, Kroto?

No words, but more than Kroto says, "Uh, now?" Receive such frightening emotions. Yeah, you're right. Not even if it's dusk, is it?

Seriously, the scale of this fight sucks. Not in my emotional sense, but in my physical sense. Specifically, this black realm that Kromel is expanding is starting to scream everywhere. This is the kind of realm that Colette used to create, isn't it? What the hell kind of joke is it that my big wind demon sickle (Boreas Death Size) or instant iron slaughter power is still crumbling the secret surgical junction only with the aftermath of shock?

"Oh, hey you guys..."

"" Dear Sir! Keep your mouth shut for a second!

………

There are no objections. I can't get it out. That's what White Mel and Black Mel say, they understand at the cellular level that this cannot be defied. The battle between the two, who had completely raised their sense of struggle to the top of what had been an inspiring reunion earlier, had shifted to an aerial battle using their wings.

"Oh, hey! That's not good!

Even the battles on the ground had a huge impact on this realm. If that turns into an aerial battle that runs endlessly around the perimeter, scattering equally disastrous energy, Kromel's realm will be crushed in earnest. Because of this realm, the impact of God's battle with each other has not had to leak to the outside world. If it's gone...

"" Shhh!!!

- I felt like I heard an ominous noise, like Pakili and a piece of the world was destroyed.

- - Central waters

Outside the ark, the general situation was being determined as the white and black gods beat each other without additions or subtractions. All the mighty enemies out there are eliminated, and angels who continue to appear above the remaining Ark can cope with other forces. Serra and the others prepare to enter in order to assist Kelvin and the others who made their way to the Ark ahead. but...

"Hmm, I still have a bad feeling about that. There's no point in that!

Serra, who was arm-wrapping while meditating on her eyes and pointing her nerves in the air, said that again.

"Again!? Serra, as you said earlier, is that true? I was on guard once earlier, but in the end nothing happened."

"True or true, I mean it. I don't even know where this is coming from, but I feel it clearly. How's your father?

"If that's what Serra says, I guess so! Daddy's gonna be totally supportive!

"Wow... Selah doesn't really want to count on this one as a corner... well, the Stras aren't coming here in a little while, and I'm very much in favor of being vigilant - hmm!

"" "Eh!

Four people, Effil, Gérard, Serra and Gustav, gazed at the sea level directly beneath them as if the timing were right. No way, but. Immediately enter a state of battle with such emotions transferred to your eyes.

Then a few seconds later, it shaped a shadow blacker than the bottom of the ocean. Gradually and gradually the size of the shadow expands greatly is solid evidence that something is surfacing. And the four of them had already figured out what it was. Effil leads the arrow and Gerard sets up the Devil's Sword to prepare for interception. The same goes for Serra and Gustav.

"They're coming!

Soon after Gustav's cry, a blister rises higher than the sea level he sees. Four of them did recognize it. Jildra Sun, the machine dragon that should have been shot down, flew into the sky again, fully healing the head pierced with arrows and burned flesh.

"Empty Jaw (Agate)!

"Extremely pale burning arrow (meltblaze arrow)!

Gérard and Effil attacks that are faster and more reflective than they recognize. That double-strike accuracy, however, was precise and accurate, drawing a sure trajectory to hit the rising Machine Dragon.

"- It's no use. At that level of attack, this armor will not penetrate."

A voice that sounds more than inside the machine dragon as it plays two slaughter bombings with both arms. It was a voice I had never heard, thought to belong to a man. But Effil and Gerard knew the Lord of his voice. I caught a glimpse of the invisible tone of emotion, the unexpected coolness that made people people.

"You, Jildra!?

"Oh, yeah. I am Zildra, born as the ultimate life, a new God. Hmm, I see. It's something that has changed my flesh over and over again, but it still seems that real flesh is the best fit for me. You get so familiar with it, this power......!

Zildra unfolds a mandala of light on the back of the machine dragon, as she boasts of her new flesh. It was grossly similar to the circle of light, which I saw when I fought the once king of light dragons, Murmur.

"Are you back and sanctified early? It's a fallen one, Jildra!

"It's not sanity or anything like that. As a matter of reality, I became a god. This body is the ultimate flesh I have created by scratching a piece of technology and even wishing for Kromel. It also adapted beautifully to Tristan's unique skills in responding to God. He did a little work to revive my ego when he died, didn't he? Everywhere."

"Your word, it doesn't matter if you're God or not. Now, we have defeated the dragon earlier. If you find you have the ability to regenerate, now you will only destroy it until it becomes impossible."

"Huh. You don't understand, my daughter. I'm the one who built this body, and I'm the one who can use it the most. Where are the powers of Tristan and the fools to join him when he is under his command? Well, it's a prep exercise after you wake up. I'll start by putting you all together as experimental material."

Jildra lets you tail the machine dragon and unleash a completely different hegemony than when in auto mode. Confronting Gerard and the others, this space was beginning to be filled with tremendous killing.

... but the situation will steer everyone on this scene in an unexpected direction.

"Everybody, get out of the ark urgently! No questions asked, hurry!