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"Word Soul Magic: Iron Spear!!!"
"My Word Soul Magic doesn't just make what I say real—it can create matter itself!"
"You, with just one sword, are nothing to fear!"
"Farewell, Elf Chief!"
A black spear shot straight at Licht—but before it could hit, countless green vines appeared out of thin air, wrapping tightly around it.
The demon blinked in surprise. "Oh? So there are elves other than those of the Sephira?"
A dazzling figure stepped into the battlefield.
"You're a demon, aren't you?"
Just then, the Black Bulls' captain, Yami Sukehiro, strolled onto the scene, cigarette in his mouth and black katana in hand.
"Hey, what's all this talk about demons? How could something like that still exist?"
"I say the guy just looks like hell!"
"Nozel rushed toward that massive surge of mana… and then I see this freak! What the hell is up with his energy?"
The demon chuckled. "One after another, huh? This is getting lively!"
Charlotte, her face cold as ice, turned to Yami. "Human, must you interfere even here?"
Yami shrugged. "I've got plenty I wanna ask—and a lot to tell you too…"
"But first, let's take care of that guy."
"Pretty damn obvious who the villain is here."
Charlotte lunged forward, sword raised. "If you can't keep up, I'm not saving your sorry ass!"
Yami smirked. "So extreme… just like the woman I know."
"Better be careful—you don't wanna mess up that body."
(Charlotte's body was currently possessed by an elf.)
The demon spread his arms. "Word Soul Magic: Flame Wave!!!"
A terrifying blaze burst from nowhere, sweeping toward them!
Charlotte swung her sword, summoning a web of green vines that blocked the flames.
Yami's eyes sharpened. "Dark Magic: Black Hole!!!"
A void of pure darkness opened before him, sucking in every lick of fire.
"Dark Cloaked Dimension Slash!!!"
A crescent-shaped black slash roared forward. The demon barely managed to dodge.
"Word Soul Magic: Blade Storm!!!"
Hundreds of razor-sharp swords rained from above—but Charlotte's vines shot up, twining around them and forming a thick, layered defense.
The demon's grin widened. "Word Soul Magic: Wither!"
In an instant, Charlotte's vines shriveled and turned to dust.
Yami burst out from the decay. "Dark Cloaked Dimension Slash!!!"
The powerful strike cut through the air—and the demon was sliced clean in half.
"Word Soul Magic: Regenerate!"
Yami and Charlotte's eyes widened as the bisected demon's body began knitting itself back together at a visible speed.
"Damn, that was a clean cut too…"
"Word Soul Magic: Blade Storm!!!"
The storm of swords returned, faster and deadlier. Yami dodged and deflected in every direction.
"Son of a—he's got everything!"
"This damn pitch-black bastard!"
"Looks like he can not only cast what he says, but also command matter itself! That sword storm—it's both creation and control!"
"Unbelievable. This guy's broken as hell!"
Yami blocked strike after strike with his dark katana, sparks flying.
"He can wither Charlotte's vines and regenerate his own body… even living things aren't safe from him!"
"But if he could just order us to die, he'd have done it already."
"That means… there's a limit."
"Ugh, thinking's a pain in the ass!"
"Charlotte!!"
Charlotte snapped back, "It's Charla!"
More vines shot up, ensnaring every falling sword midair.
"When he used that Word Magic earlier, some of my vines didn't wither. Maybe it's because they were outside his range?"
"That's part of it—but mainly, it's about mana levels."
"The higher his magic power compared to ours, the stronger the effect."
Vines retracted, revealing a sky full of thorns—each wrapped around a captured blade.
Yami weaved between attacks, countering fast. "One thing's clear—his Word Magic can't block my Dark Magic."
He slashed again—another Dimension Slash!
The demon leapt back, barely avoiding it.
"Ha! No defense. Dodging again, huh?"
The demon kept up the pressure, summoning wave after wave of blade storms to wear down their mana.
Then his black grimoire flipped open. "Let's test my language magic… on you two."
"Word Soul Magic…"
A swirling black hole appeared behind him.
Yami's expression darkened. "This bastard—he's pushing that twisted mana to an even higher level!"
From the black void crawled countless shadowy creatures—formless, writhing, unholy.
"I'm nothing like you," the demon said with a grin. "I'm a being from a whole different world."
Within moments, the battlefield was swarming with those black, shapeless beings.
"What the hell is this magic?" Yami muttered.
Charlotte's bright blue eyes hardened. "That's… magic from that other world."
Yami swung twice, sending out two enormous dark slashes that tore the creatures apart—but in seconds, they reformed, good as new.
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[Comment Section / Chat Reactions]
Asta (Black Clover):
"Captain Yami kinda seems like he's into Captain Charlotte!"
Sanji (One Piece):
"That rough old man doesn't deserve the beautiful Miss Charlotte! But man, she is gorgeous…"
Yami (Black Clover):
"Oi, brat—you got a death wish?"
Asta:
"Aaah! Captain Yami's scary!"
Charlotte (Black Clover):
"A-Asta… you… I… I…"
Naruto (Naruto):
"Asta's got good eyes, believe it!"
Hinata:
"I… um… actually…"
Naruto:
"Huh? What is it, Hinata?"
Goku (Dragon Ball):
"Man, I don't get a single thing you guys are talking about!"
Vegeta:
"Doesn't matter. That demon's power is impressive—efficient too."
Wizard King (Black Clover):
"Another fascinating magic! But yeah, that demon's a real problem… Still, with Asta and Yuno around, I'm sure they've got this handled."
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[Back to the Battlefield]
Yami's face grew grim. "Our magic's barely making a dent. It's like throwing water on a wildfire."
The swarm of black creatures surged toward him, ready to consume everything.
Meanwhile, elsewhere—Nero, using the magic stones taken from the Eye of the Midnight Sun, had revived the First Wizard King.
Back on the battlefield, Charlotte's thorn magic disintegrated the moment it touched the black creatures.
"My magic… it's melting away?!" she gasped.
Seeing that, Yami shouted, "Dark Cloaked Slashing Back Blade!!!"
He swung his katana, sending out a slash that hit Charlotte squarely, throwing her out of harm's way just in time to save her from being devoured.
But his own left hand brushed against the black creatures—instantly smoking and burning.
"They're devouring life itself!" he growled.
The demon laughed. "Looks like you won't be holding that sword anymore. This is life-consuming magic."
"Even this small glimpse of it… and you're already powerless to stop me."
"Human or elf—it makes no difference. You'll all be devoured soon enough."
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