The next day.
Marine Calendar, August 26, 1508.
Ten o'clock sharp in the morning.
The roar of the Multiverse Duel Arena once again shot straight into the clouds.
Hundreds of thousands of spectators had entered early.
They were waiting for the eighth match of the Top 16 knockout round.
In midair.
The host, Gatz, rode on Rathalos, raised his microphone high, and once again ignited the atmosphere.
"Yuno—Noelle Silva versus Fana!"
"Battle start!"
"Duel—"
Along with Gatz's roar.
The temperature inside the arena soared rapidly.
"Fire Magic: Flame Feather!"
Fana, dressed in white robes, immediately flew into the air.
Her eyes held the Elf Race's cold indifference toward royalty.
The fire-lit Grimoire before her flipped through its pages rapidly.
A bird formed from pure fire-attribute magic appeared behind her.
Its wings spread wide, and countless flaming feathers blotted out the sky.
They engulfed the area where Noelle was.
Fana had lost the fire spirit, Salamander, so she could only use her original magic.
At the start of the battle, relying on the Elf Race's naturally immense magic power and her extremely destructive Fire Magic, she firmly held the upper hand.
Noelle's Water Magic was easily evaporated, turning into high-temperature white mist that filled the sky.
It forced her to dodge in a sorry state.
Until Noelle clenched her teeth.
Her silver twin-tails whipped wildly in the heat waves, and resolve showed in her pink eyes.
"Sea Dragon God Form: Valkyrie Armor of the Sea Goddess!"
BOOM—
Along with Noelle's crisp shout.
Under the gazes of Asta, Charmy, Vanessa, and the others.
Vast, boundless water-attribute magic erupted from within her.
That magic was so pure, so majestic, so powerful.
It formed the imposing phantom of a Sea Dragon God in the air.
The entire audience watched in shock as azure currents