[Daily 10,000-Word Update, Monthly Ticket Request] Dak Dimon's God-Transcending Slaughter (Continued)

The blades of those two snake weapons seemed to be coated in a pitch-black, foul-smelling poison.

Two physical attackers.

But as a Magister, Dark had to be capable of accurately judging the situation.

He did not place all the pressure on Angewomon's shoulders.

Although Angewomon was in no way inferior in terms of presence.

With the boost from the passive skill Divine Armament, all three of her core stats could be raised to the eight-star maximum of 4,000 points.

As long as she skillfully controlled the Moon God Armament, defeating one of the Ghost Snakes would not be a problem.

Once the cooldown of the Normal Summoning Technique ended, he took Moon God Soul 1 from the Card Case!

Without evolving using the Moon God Stone, the armament form of Moon God Soul 1 was merely a six-star Magic Spirit.

But under the current circumstances, there was nothing to hesitate over.

Dark raised Moon God Soul 1 and began the summoning!

If Angewomon could hold out until Moon God slew one of the Ghost Snakes, the battle would become one-on-one.

Of course, that was the best-case projection.

"Are your hands getting itchy too?"

Dark could not help but rub Miltank's head, revealing a faintly regretful expression.

"Moo!"

Miltank scratched at Dark's trouser leg, its eyes shining brightly.

Ever since Dark no longer needed Rollout to raise his damage ceiling, it had not stretched its limbs in battle for a long time.

Though it was suited to being a healer, every healer had the heart of a warrior.

Then he turned Moon God Soul 1 toward Miltank and chanted, "The gathered wishes shall become the newborn silver moon of radiance. Transform into the shining silver moon of light—Armor Digivolution, Moon God!"

Miltank's eyes flashed with intense excitement.

Naturally, as a professional