"Wow. That's amazing."
"Yeah, I feel like I can do anything now."
Sylph and Undine were checking their own strengthened bodies. Sylph has grown into an adult woman, and Undine's aura of water is more refined than usual.
In the first round of the qualifying round, Sylv used Hart's magic to strengthen himself and the Undines. But this time, the strongest wise man strengthened them with a clear intention. The dimensions of magic power consumed were different. The breadth of the reinforcement was extraordinary.
"...... No, it's been tens of thousands of years since I've been (...) so full of strength."
A young man with dark hair mutters as he looks at his hand.
Formerly, it was a grey-haired gnome.
Huh. Gnome, is that it?
"Gnome!? You're lying!"
"Shut up. I was suddenly summoned in this shape, and I was surprised."
He had been strengthened by Hart's magic and had returned to full bloom. Sylph and Undine are stronger than ever. Meanwhile, the gnome, whose power had faded at an old age, regained its former formidable power.
"Whatever it is, if it feels like this, it's going to be enough to moxibustion a young man who's in shape."
The Gnome sends his gaze to Ifrit.
"Oh, that's impossible!" Oh, you're that gnome!? "
When I saw the Earth Spirit King with a powerful aura, the Fire Spirit King was in a hurry. Immersed in his almighty sense of power, he was more pressured than he had been before the Star Spirit King.
Even though I was a weak-hearted Ifrit, his Summoner wasn't a common human either.
"Calm down, Ifrito. You're the Spirit King of the Flame." The King of Flames, a symbol of destruction and immortality. You're strong.── "
Rain sends extra magic to Ifrit.
Its magic power was more than enough for a few dozen senior mages.
"I'm strong, too, when I call you in."
The magic power sent in adds momentum to Ifrit's blue flames.
"Wasn't it the time to summon me?"
Cain, Leon, and the others who became as strong as they could with their strong bloodlines. An alien who grows stronger with the blessing of God. Some of them had the irregularity of being stronger with curses like Hart.
Rain had no bloodline, no blessing, no curse.
He pushed his limits as a human through his efforts.
"Let's fight and win together, Ifrito."
"Oh, by the way, it's Rain. I have a suggestion."
Proposal?
"Can you do a magic cage?" It's a magic technique. "
"... I can do it"
Alright. Then I'll (...) yakuza (...) yakuza (...). If you want to use it, you might as well try it.
The real ifrites became completely flaming. The flames gathered around Rain's body.
For the first time in a long history, you roar the Spirit King. []/(exp, adj-i) (uk) proud of/
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