An ominous red glow rose into the air as the iridescent outer garment fluttered overhead.
The Female Body Type raised several giant Violas, arranging them into an impenetrable defensive wall.
There were still gaps between the iridescent flowers, but this time, she did not let her guard down. She remained ready to shift the giant flowers at any moment to block an incoming attack.
"Your envoy beseeches you, Salamander. Incarnate of fire. Queen of flame..."
As the Female Body Type rapidly chanted, the red light suddenly swelled.
Victory was certain.
There was absolutely no way the enemy could interrupt this Magic.
No, no. She could celebrate after the Flame Storm had swallowed them all.
Even with the Chant nearly complete, the Female Body Type refused to lower her guard.
"!!"
Just as she expected, a Firebolt shot toward her. The flames gathered around a white light, their trajectory taking them directly through the gap between the giant flowers and straight toward the Female Body Type's mouth.
Just like before.
The same trick. Did they really think it would work twice?
The Female Body Type had been prepared for it. She immediately shifted the giant flowers, closing the buds completely and sealing the gap.
The Firebolt struck the iron wall. Surprisingly, the impact was not particularly powerful, nowhere near as threatening as the spear from before.
"...?"
Before the Female Body Type could understand what had happened, a silver spear shot through the gap on her right. Moving with such speed that she had no chance to react, it tore straight through her chanting mouth.
Her Magic went out of control.
A violent explosion once again swallowed the Female Body Type's entire body.
"???!!!!"
The red Magic Circle vanished in an instant. The blast knocked the Female Body Type's upper body backward, leaving her twisted into a grotesque posture as she glared at the one who had fired the Firebolt.
The flames had only been a decoy. They were not especially powerful. Their sole purpose was to draw her attention and create an opening for the spear to interrupt her Chant.
Because of the white light gathered around the attack, the Female Body Type had been unable to immediately tell whether the Firebolt was something she truly needed to defend against.
She had instinctively assumed that, just like the spear, the flames would instantly interrupt her Magic if they struck her.
In the end, shifting the flower buds to the left had only widened the gap on the right. The Firebolt she had guarded against so carefully merely left a black scorch mark on the surface of the bud, almost as though mocking her stupidity.
She had been tricked.
Who had fired those flames?
Aaaah!!
That white haired monster again?!
He tricked her again!
Damn it, damn it, damn it... Damn it!
"Aaaaaah!"
The Female Body Type suddenly surged upright and roared.
As her Magic Power burned, her pitch black body returned to green, and the enormous hole in her mouth completely regenerated.
Her golden eyes widened so fiercely they seemed ready to burst from their sockets.
The Female Body Type grabbed the silver spear and tried to snap it in half to vent her rage, but the Durandal was far harder than she had imagined. Instead, the silver spear twisted her arm, leaving her looking thoroughly ridiculous.
At that moment, the Female Body Type caught a hint of amusement on the white haired boy's face.
He was definitely laughing at how pathetic she looked!
That monster!
Damn him!
Damn him!!
He had even run behind [Aria] and the others immediately after firing the Firebolt. How despicable could he be?!
His Magic was far weaker than everyone else's. She should have been able to crush him like an insect, yet he kept resorting to one trick after another, repeatedly baiting her into his traps. It was infuriating!
This was a stage of slaughter and calamity, yet he was running around with a female on his back. Was that shameless display supposed to mock her? Did he know that she had lost her beloved and was deliberately flaunting his closeness with another just to ridicule her loneliness?
Unforgivable!
Ever since she was born, she had devoured so many Magic Stones, yet some insignificant white haired monster had managed to toy with her again and again.
The Female Body Type furiously threw away the silver spear, her beautiful face twisting into a truly hideous expression.
Damn it, damn it, damn it!!!!
...
Her furious scream echoed throughout the Floor.
"[Crusher], [Jormungand], while the monster is going berserk, focus on the extended sections of its tentacles first!"
Bell calmly issued his orders.
The Female Body Type had already lost all reason, and countless tentacles surged toward the boy's position.
Bell watched Ais and the others closely and noticed that the tentacles varied greatly in strength. Some could withstand Finn's silver spear, while others were torn apart by a single thrust.
Just like the flower buds, the Female Body Type's tentacles were undoubtedly made from monsters such as Violas. Since the monsters used as their base differed so greatly in strength, it made perfect sense for the tentacles to vary as well.
Bell quickly identified the difference between them. The thinner, more elongated sections were comparatively weaker, and [Luck] was on his side. Those were precisely the tentacles now rushing toward him in a rage.
Naturally, Bell would not let such an opportunity pass. He ordered the Amazoness sisters to slow down and prioritize destroying those tentacles, relieving the pressure on Ais and the others.
"Whoa, this monster is really mad! That's Argonaut-kun for you~"
Tiona swung her enormous double bladed weapon and intercepted the slender tentacles lunging toward the boy.
Although these tentacles were somewhat weaker, up close their yellow green bodies resembled enormous whips and were still massive in size.
As the tentacles lashed at her, Tiona completely ignored her injuries and met them head on. A smile remained on her face as she unleashed a blood red dance in front of the boy.
[Berserk]. This Skill increased Tiona's attack power according to the severity of her injuries.
As her wounds accumulated, Tiona swept her enormous double bladed weapon through countless tentacles. Tough hides that had previously required two strikes to sever were now sliced apart with ease by the silver blades.
"You have absolutely no idea what Bell Cranel just did, do you?!"
Tione shot back at her sister while swinging her axe spear, letting the tentacles' blood splash across her body.
Like her twin sister, she also possessed [Berserk]. In addition to increasing her attack power as she accumulated injuries, the Skill became even stronger as her anger intensified.
But in one respect, Tione was completely different from her idiot sister.
She understood exactly what the boy had just done.
He had used Firebolt to draw the Female Body Type's attention, creating an opening for Finn to throw his silver spear and interrupt the Chant.
It sounded simple when put into words.
But the boy had made that decision in a single instant, then timed his commands down to the second.
The other women were close to the boy and had been through so much with him that they tended to overlook one important fact.
Bell Cranel was only Level 3.
Even Tione could not completely overcome her fear on this terrifying battlefield.
But the boy had.
More than that, he had distinguished himself throughout the entire battle.
Only now did Tione fully realize just how formidable Bell Cranel truly was.
She swung her axe spear again and felt the weapon in her hands become just a little lighter.
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