Mayoi Black Summoner: Volume 21

1. Auflage 2025
ISBN: 978-1-7183-7588-8
Verlag: J-Novel Club
Format: EPUB
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E-Book, Englisch, Band 21, 250 Seiten

Reihe: Black Summoner

The fight against the Ten Authorities continues as Kelvin and his friends each take part in their own battles, desperately trying to prevent the resurrection of the wicked god Addams. Several matches have already concluded in our heroes' favor, but will they continue to succeed? After all, a lot is on the line should Addams be revived, not the least of which is the new life growing within Efil's belly. And Luquille still seems to have some schemes in play...

So the question is: If they fail, what happens next?

Autoren/Hrsg.

Mayoi, Doufu

Weitere Mitwirkende

Chen, Kevin

DaiXt

Leseproben

Chapter 1: Fusion

A little while before Goldiana and Hao were taken by surprise, the perpetrator behind the surprise attack—Hazama Shemhazar, known as the Foreign God and one of the Three Great Authorities—had encountered Dorothy first, so he was the first to start fighting.

“Khah hah hah hah! What an amusing girlie you are! I never would have thought you’d follow me this far into the ground!” he exclaimed.

“You’re one to talk. I’m amazed you can keep burrowing while laughing like that. I would never imitate it, but I am impressed,” Dorothy admitted.

Actually, it would be a little misleading to say that combat had started. Looking at the current situation, it was hard to say that they were actually in a ferocious fight.

To make the order of events clear:

As soon as Dorothy encountered Hazama, she shot at him with Maul, opening a large hole in his chest. However, he simply regenerated the rotten meat like nothing had happened before launching into a taunting dialogue with her. Furthermore, eerie tentacles emerged from under his robe, creating a tense atmosphere like the battle could kick off at any moment.

But there was no telling what went through Hazama’s mind as he turned his back to Dorothy and burrowed into the ground. At first, Dorothy thought he was planning to ambush her from below. But Hazama didn’t show himself no matter how long she waited, and there was no sign that he was mounting an attack.

Dorothy scrunched her brows together and thought,

One of the Ten Authorities—what was more, a member of the elite Three Great Authorities—had fled? Dorothy couldn’t believe that was true. But in the end, Hazama had disappeared. Worse, his presence was getting farther and farther away. And thus, Dorothy’s doubts became certainty. Of all things, Hazama had turned tail and run from a fight with her. In fact, he’d done so boldly and without hesitation.

“Are you trying to lead me into a trap? Or are you just a coward?” Dorothy asked.

She was as expressionless as usual, but it seemed she was a little ticked off. Her choice of words exuded a bit of pressure.

“Khah hah! I just felt it would be too much trouble to fight you. I was going to let you fight Eld while I went to defeat someone who seemed a little weaker!” said Hazama.

“Well, either way, I wasn’t going to let you go. Prepare yourself,” said Dorothy.

Invisible bows instantly manifested around her, arrows nocked. Each was pointed at Hazama despite him being underground.

“Multiple Maul,” said Dorothy.

Many arrows of decay were unleashed at that signal. The swarm burrowed into Isla Heaven, losing none of its deadliness as it traveled through the ground, chasing after Hazama. The arrows rapidly closed the distance. This time, they wouldn’t take just a part of his body; there were enough of them to erase everything. However...

“His presence...split?” Dorothy wondered aloud.

Just as the arrows were about to hit, Hazama’s presence seemed to split. And not only into two. Dorothy now felt over a hundred of him, and the number was still increasing. Every new presence felt like Hazama himself; there was no difference. She couldn’t tell which one was real.

This was Dorothy’s first time meeting Hazama face-to-face—not that she’d ever seen his face—but for some reason, she could imagine him laughing at her as she stood there in silence. That was just how twisted the god named Hazama was. Dorothy had realized as much. Though it might have seemed that she was quick to jump to conclusions, she was actually right on the mark.

“Reacquiring target at greatest efficiency. Reloading the next volley as they give chase,” Dorothy said dispassionately. Since the ritual, her ability to manipulate magic had become incomparable to when she’d fought Kelvin in the exhibition match. The arrows that had been chasing only one target suddenly split up to target different presences at her command.

They wouldn’t be able to erase all the Hazamas that were continuing to split off, but they’d be able to stymie the inflation of his numbers for a time. Actually, since she was continuing to fire more arrows, as time went on, the number of extra Hazamas was steadily diminishing.

“Oho! So you’re brute-forcing your way through my decoys,” Hazama remarked. “But your ability to use such powerful magic at such a large scale surprises me. How strange... Wasn’t Grim Reaper supposed to be the one with bottomless MP? My word, I shouldn’t have relied on the reports from those fallen angels. Khah hah hah hah!”

“Really? Then how about you experience it for yourself?” Dorothy proposed.

“Hmm?”

Hazama could hear the lovely voice of a girl who shouldn’t be under the ground, which was still being pierced by arrows of decay. Naturally, the owner of that voice was Dorothy, who should have still been attacking from aboveground. There was no way he should have been able to hear her down there. Still, whether it was a dream or an illusion, Hazama turned around and saw her. She looked like a mermaid, with her bottom half shaped like a fish, and was swimming through the ground, but it was definitely Dorothy.

“Hey now, what’s the meaning of this?!” Hazama shouted. “You’re looking quite a bit different from before! Khah hah hah hah! And you’re so fast!”

This form was something Dorothy had gained from the ritual—from Zeval, specifically—which had given her the Unique Skill Worldswim. It allowed her to swim literally anywhere, meaning she could traverse any environment like she was moving through water. Of course, breathing was not a problem either.

In some ways, the skill resembled Burrowing, which allowed its user to burrow into the ground, but since swimming offered much greater speed, it could be considered an upgrade. Hazama traveled through the ground freakishly fast by using disgusting-colored tentacles to dexterously part the earth, but Dorothy in mermaid form was even faster.

“Actually, how did you know where the real me was? The seeds I scattered as decoys should give off the exact same presence,” Hazama said.

“I don’t have the time to tell you every little trick of mine,” Dorothy replied. “Stop using those gross tentacles already and let me kill you.”

She would never reveal her tricks. There was no merit in explaining everything, from her invisible arrows to how she took in the situation underground. From confirming that the enemies she hit disappeared to checking to see if any of the presences she felt were moving strangely to detecting everything else through her arrows—a lot had gone into how she had found him.

Dorothy had gone through the steps methodically to destroy Hazama with certainty, but things would only get more difficult from here. No matter how much she shaved away at his flesh, Hazama would quickly regenerate. She needed to completely eradicate all of him, or at least find some sort of weak point like a human’s head or heart, though it was still a mystery as to whether or not such a thing was a viable option.

“Multiple Maul,” Dorothy ordered.

The invisible arrows she had deployed, which could travel through the ground just like her, were numerous. They accurately hit the areas on Hazama where his head and heart seemed like they would be, with several more piercing him all over to erase the rest of his body as well.

“Khah hah! You’re really a merciless little girlie, aren’t you! It stings, and you move amazingly well! If I were anyone else, I would have been dead! Hmmm?” Unfortunately, Hazama was able to quickly regenerate even the areas that seemed critical, his body swelling with new meat. The robe he was wearing was now a shadow of its former self, but he himself was able to regenerate if even a speck of him was left.

“It seems you’ve got a much more...interesting...body than I expected,” Dorothy observed.

“Khah hah! You’re one to talk!”

And that was how their chase had reached its current state.

There was no sign of Dorothy running out of magic, and neither did Hazama seem to be running out of stamina. Neither side was about to give up. If things continued like this, they would chase each other forever.

Dorothy did have the option of using the Rank S Time Magic spell Eternal to stop time and finish him without any chance of resistance, but that would be difficult for her since they were currently underground. That is to say, since the spell stopped the entire world, Worldswim would no longer work either. In short, Dorothy would find herself buried alive. Neither Time Magic nor Worldswim were all-powerful abilities; there were situations where they wouldn’t mesh well, like right now.

“Now then, I can see that it will be very difficult to run away. So I suppose it’s about time I turned around to fight,” said Hazama.

Though he had been hit by many arrows, each of which had rotted his body away, he didn’t seem bothered as he accelerated his burrowing speed. Finally, he burst out of the ground into a large underground space.

“Khah hah! Finally here, huh? Now then, girlie, show yourself already. This place will be your grave—” Hazama started.

“Eternal,” Dorothy interjected. The instant she descended into the underground space, she had cast the spell. Now, not only...