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"Boom!!!"
Countless bolts of lightning struck the giant, but they did not cause the slightest ripple.
"That's enough, let the child have his way."
Unable to bear it any longer, Ishtar decided to send the Bull of Heaven away.
Even the most naive person would know that the power of giants is something that even mythical beasts cannot withstand.
Even with the enhancements, if you can't beat them, you still can't beat them.
With such a clear answer, continuing to let things go unchecked would be nothing short of reckless. Ishtar would not allow that.
"Wait!"
But just as she was trying to get the Bull of Heaven to leave, her body froze.
Because Ishtar sensed the obstruction and abnormality emanating from within her body.
"Could it be...?!"
Her face looked extremely pale, as if she had thought of something.
The core of the Bull of Heaven is accumulating a large amount of magical power.
It's not their true intention, but rather someone is stirring things up.
So the goal wasn't to attack the giants.
But
"Gaia!!!"
…………
"!"
"The Magic of the Earth"
"how come?"
As the guardian clan of this land, Tini herself is connected to the spiritual veins.
Her older brothers and sisters are all "buried" here.
Having inherited everything from her family, she resolutely joined the ceremony precisely because she wanted to protect that legacy.
But at this moment, the land seemed so unfamiliar.
Countless magical forces spread out.
That direction is...
The eye of the storm!
The white dress fluttered in the restless wind, surrounded by dark clouds.
She had a bad feeling.
……
"That is."
"Constantly extracting magic power."
"Not just this area. It's from other places too."
"Wow, that's amazing! How did you do that?"
Using the magic of farsightedness to observe, Flatt then spoke with some uncertainty.
"?"
Jack was startled by his statement, and then became concerned as well.
"This magical power is truly astonishing."
"Who exactly is manipulating that storm?"
"It can actually supply this continuous stream of magic power?"
Curiosity arose, and Flat was surprised.
"Ah, that's no ordinary amount."
His question was echoed by Jack.
As heroic spirits, they had never seen such exaggerated magical power before.
If I had to describe it...
That's the difference between the ocean and a pond.
……
"Brother, that's really bad."
"Haha, you can understand it just by looking at it."
"Well"
"Um"
The group of people, including Dumas, who were watching from the rooftop, also communicated with different expressions.
They all noticed the unusual nature of the storm.
It's obvious they're planning something big.
"Assassin!"
"If anything unexpected happens, I'm counting on you!"
They wouldn't ask "Is it possible?" but instead choose to believe in the abilities of their own heroic spirits.
Orlando entrusted the task in a deep voice.
"Oh, leave it to me."
His nonchalant response sounded no different from a perfunctory reply.
However, I am confident that I can accomplish it.
"Hehe, as expected, a new story still needs a protagonist."
Upon hearing this, Alexandre Dumas seemed to have thought of something interesting, and he reached out to stroke his chin and muttered to himself.
"What are you planning to do now?"
Francesca noticed his expression and then asked a question.
"Hey, we can't reveal this yet."
"At least it's the creator's secret."
"If the plot is spoiled in advance, it will be quite boring for the audience."
Dumas waved his hand, indicating that he didn't mean to say anything.
But his situation still piqued Francesca's curiosity.
"Wow? I'm really looking forward to it."
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"Boom!"
A white storm, imbued with unparalleled magic, swept across the surrounding area.
That wasn't intended to attack the giant in front of them.
Rather, even if one wanted to do that, it would be impossible to be sure whether it would harm the other party.
Therefore, such behavior is more like self-indulgence and self-destruction.
But at least for the Bull of Heaven, that's how it can be described.
It didn't want to choose this either.
Can.
It couldn't control the expanding core.
Just like inflating a balloon with a pump, a continuous stream of magic flows into the core.
Even as a divine beast, it was starting to feel the strain.
It had already undergone "modification" before, and the input volume was increased on that basis.
Considering the goddess Ishtar's goal, it ultimately endured.
That city
We must destroy them.