Unlike the black flames of that sprite, Nether Flame was a flame of pure destruction that could burn down everything in the world. In terms of grade, it was innately more powerful than the sprite’s black flames.
“At first, I thought that the flames on you were Nether Flames.” Still bound up by the sprite, I was more than calm as I declared as such: “But now…I’ve realized that it’s not.”
“ROAARRR~~”
Seemingly unable to speak, the Demonic Fire Sprite’s words sounded more like the roaring of a beast instead. Not paying that roar any attention whatsoever, I immediately set about channeling my mana into Nether Flames that would coat my body.
The blackish-red Nether Flames immediately wrapped around my skin and, because of the contact with my skin, the sprite was covered in it as well. Having touched the deadly flames, the sprite was like a lighter that had been thrown into a barrel of oil…
“ROAAARRRRR….”
He immediately let go of me upon being burned. He wanted to escape, right there and then, but with the flames already stuck to him, it was too late. As the sprite frantically sped away, his pained howls would echo ominously behind him. Then, after a minute or so, the howling stopped and that cunning fellow finally fell to the ground as a pile of ashes.
“Wooo! ~~Mama’s the greatest!” Seeing me not only extricate myself but also kill off the baddie in an instant, Mo Na leapt into my arms and gave me a tight hug. As always, she shoved her tiny face into my own before saying: “Mama’s the best, Mo Na’s Mama is the bestest in the world!”
“Woof woof woof!~~” Cinderel came trotting over as well, happily barking while circling around me as if she was chasing her own tail.
“Sweetie, now’s not the time to be naughty, Papa needs to have a look at that fellow…” I had the two little scamps settle down for now before lowering Mo Na back down with her little playmate. Having done that, my eyes drifted over to the pile of ashes left by the sprite.
‘So he’s dead then? Hmph, that was rather abrupt…’
Just as I was wondering whether or not the sprite was faking his death, Ferti’nier came barging in with her usual teasing in my head: “Of course he’s dead, what do you think your Nether Flames are? Some kind of cabbage you find on the streets?”
‘Are they that rare? Why doesn’t it feel like that at all?’
In truth, I had already had a brief experience with those flames back when I was just a One-stars small fry. Back then, I used my Nether Flames to burn a Two-stars Head Imp to nothingness. After that, I had sporadically thrown out those flames as well but they weren’t all that strong.
“Nether Flames are flames that can only be found in the deepest reaches of Hell. It is a flame of Sin. Its biggest characteristic is that it grows with the user’s mana. In other words, the more mana the user have, the more deadly the flame becomes. Not only that, sins become fuel for the Nether Flames. By committing a variety of atrocities, the user can cultivate his flames. The more sinful the user is, the more powerful the flame becomes…”
As she explained that to me, I could feel the scorn dripping from her voice. At the very least however, I finally understood why my Nether Flames were so weak back then… ‘So it’s not that they are weak, it’s me…’
‘Since I have the same mana reserves as a Six-stars, does that mean my Nether Flames are at the level of a Six-stars as well? But aren’t those sprites born of two elements? For them to die just from a little Nether Flame…’
“Only when they evolve to the level of an Overlord will the Demonic Fire Sprites be able to become Nether Flame Sprites. In truth, the black flames they use are the original form of the Nether Flames. By coming into contact with Nether Flames, they are essentially forced to evolve. However, that Five-stars sprite hasn’t reached the requirements for evolution so it ended up being burnt to death instead.”
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