Moriarty in the Death Realm

When Moriarty arrived in the Death Realm, the city was in utter chaos.

Light and Gamp were carrying out a massacre inside.

Once Moriarty realized this, he grinned.

"When did these undead provoke Light and Gamp?"

"Light and Gamp went so far as to expose themselves and return to the Ministry of Magic just to deal with a bunch of undead?"

"What was this, criminals fighting criminals? Dogs biting dogs?"

"If this really is, as I imagine, a territory of the undead, then souls can never be completely killed!"

Moriarty looked at the city-state before him but showed no intention of entering it.

"Though I still don't know why Light and Gamp are causing trouble for a group of undead, don't expect me to go in there."

As Moriarty spoke, Fire Elemental Magic erupted from him like an ancient dormant volcano awakening.

Spell after spell of Fire Elemental Magic bombarded the city-state, turning this realm of the undead into a sea of flames in an instant. Countless souls evaporated on the spot!

Sensing Moriarty's Magic Power, Light and Gamp exchanged smiles.

"Moriarty is as domineering as ever. Even if this is Hell, he still wants to turn it into a fiery hell—is that what he means?"

"Heh heh."

Their conversation was incredibly relaxed, as though they had not seen the blazing flames sweeping toward them.

Boom!

The raging fire erupted and swallowed them both.

Then, without losing momentum, it turned everything around them into a sea of fire before surging onward.

Outside the city, Moriarty's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Did I burn Light and Gamp to death?"

"No, that's not right. What trick are they playing?"

Moriarty did not believe that the two bitter enemies he had fought for so long could be so easily destroyed.

Sure enough.

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