Buzz...
Centered on the Purgatory Furnace upon Black Isotta's shoulder, dark flames spread outward in a ring of light.
In an instant, the surrounding space-time was swept clean by the pitch-black flames. Some Dark World Lord Bee Kings ignited by those flames were actually tugged, strand by strand, toward unknown space-time as they resisted, vanishing without a trace.
Drip!
A drop of pitch-black slurry fell from the furnace. With a sizzle, the corpses and skeletal remains covering the ground were engulfed in raging black flames.
At the tips of the black flames, weeping ghost faces twisted and struggled, stretching out tiny hands toward the Purgatory Furnace as if yearning for something.
"A furnace? Stop pretending in front of me!"
The steel-metal wings of the Dark Hive King Sacred Ancestor beat at an extreme frequency, buzzing until they were nearly transparent and impossible to see clearly. From high above, he looked down upon the Two-Ring True Spirit Wizard, Black Isotta.
"That weapon is not your power at all. You are merely using it to contain surplus attributes. You are not qualified to show weakness before me, True Spirit Wizard. This time, you will witness the power of the true Source of Darkness!"
Black Isotta's expression gradually hardened. This Bee King Sacred Ancestor truly was no ordinary being. It had already seen through some of his deeper secrets.
Suddenly!
"Hmph, you've finally shown yourself. Let me handle this! Judgment Armament Art!"
To Black Isotta's surprise, the One-Ring True Spirit Wizard, who had been fighting another Sacred Ancestor within the distant dark shadows, suddenly went berserk.
The Tricolor Sprites of the Tooth Fairy Tale scattered wildly. Their former gentle, adorable expressions were nowhere to be seen. Like soldiers armed to the teeth, their tricolored bodies were covered in a metallic sheen.
A surging