Lead the other world.

"What is that magic..."

Walnut answered proudly when he saw the monitor's screen reflecting what the fantasy arena looked like and saw Salion squeaking so with a stunned look.

"" Phantom Mist ". It's a phantom of mist made of the magic of spirits and water attributes."

Salion nodded with interest at the walnut answering so.

"Hmm, looks like Takumi can really exercise the power of the Spirit. I've never seen such magic before."

Then Iris groaned flashly next to Salion, who groaned after seeing the monitor's Takumi and the phantom of Takumi that appeared next to both of them.

"Surprised. You've been another dimensional strength since you broke up with me...... It's been a while since I saw Mr. Tyrion get hurt."

"Ah...... Tyrion is Riichi's warrior. And..."

(I still can't see the bottom of Takumi's strength...)

With that in mind, Salion looked sideways at the walnuts and realized that there was one.

(You seem quite trusted, Takumi... Kanzaki, SS rank whose rank is supposed to be above, I thought that your honest obedience meant that Takumi might have more strength than that...)

And Salion closed his eyes once and stopped thinking any further and turned his attention to the monitor again.

Whoa, whoa.

"Well, let's do this for the seeding, shall we continue?"

So grunting Takumi misted her own phantoms standing next to each other.

(I knew it would be tough for both of us...)

"Phantom Mist" was only powerful magic and required considerable concentration to be used. Takumi is also the only one who is moving his split body on top of the sight sharing because it has not been fully used yet, so it is difficult to use it for a long time.

Then Takumi, taking a breath, turned to Tyrion, who remained on his knees, magic flowed into the orange infarct and remembered in his heart.

(Orange claw, create the Ice Sword!)

Then, in an instant, as many as ten ice swords appeared in the air and flew towards Tyrion.

"Don't you dare! Grant Magic“ Wind "" "Windsoul"! "

The body of Tyrion, who chanted the magic, became a storm, bouncing the impending sword of ice one after the other.

"Then how about this!“ Huh! "

When Takumi's spiritual knife, which chanted and waved down the magic, glowed pale, the water dragon, made of spiritual magic, was impetuously unleashed towards Tyrion.

"Damn!?“ Tempest Field "!"

Then a storm broke out around Tyrion, who chanted the magic, and a barrier of wild tornadoes appeared.

"Sweet!

And the moment the spirited water dragon touched the tornado, the spirits mixed together like they were entangled in the tornado, and the tornado began to disturb and break its shape.

"Is this...!?

Tillion, stunned by how it was while maintaining the magic, chanted the next magic.

"" Blast diffusion "!"

As Tyrion chanted the magic, the tornado's defensive walls, which were beginning to collapse, blew away every magic in Takumi as they glowed green and unleashed blades of storm and wind.

"Shit..."

Quickly shielded by a cloak of spiritual costumes, Takumi tried to head straight for Tyrion amidst rising earthly smoke, but flashed back as she noticed something move behind her back and cast magic into the orange infarct.

Then the blade of Ethereal Magic released from the orange infarct double-broke multiple tree branches that deformed into the shape of a bow.

(The magic of manipulating plants…. He hasn't revealed everything in his hand yet.)

Eventually, when the earthen smoke cleared, Tyrion was there with his clothes torn and breathing on his shoulders.

Or already Tyrion had the look on his face like he'd given up, raising his hands regrettably with his dirty fine sword resting on his hips.

"Damn. Surrender."

And when Tyrion surrendered, Takumi's victory announcement flowed, their vision dimmed to get out of the fantasy arena.