Shiori, You're Level One Now. Time to Challenge the Boss.

The significance contained within it was far too immense.

Mio Takamiya lowered her eyes.

Once she showed hostility toward him, everything that followed would undoubtedly be disastrous.

Before achieving her goal, she was clearly not suited to making an enemy of a wizard who seemed to have existed since ancient times.

In fact, this was also the correct choice.

As a creator, the wizard's suppression of Spirits was in no way inferior to that monster that fed on Natural Energy, the Ten-Tails.

The combined strength of all the Spirits had been instantly crushed before Mio Takamiya.

Yet after Wescott the wizard completed his ritual, he could seize half of Mio Takamiya's power, become the Inverse God, and directly drive her into a desperate situation.

The damage a whole group of Spirits could inflict on Mio Takamiya was not even worth a single hair on Wescott's head.

Perhaps changing his bloodline into that of a wizard, seizing half her power, and then starting the battle would be a good approach as well?

There were two conditions for becoming the Inverse God.

The first was a wizard's bloodline—only a wizard's bloodline could absorb the abilities of an Inverse Spirit's inverted Spirit Crystal without being controlled by the Spirit Crystal and going berserk due to incompatibility.

The second was Spirit magic—a spell known only to a handful of wizards, capable of extracting Spirit Power.

He possessed neither of those things, yet in a certain sense, he possessed both.

He was qualified to become the Inverse God.

Russell looked at Mio Takamiya, whose data far exceeded his own yet who had lowered her head, and suddenly found it rather amusing.

The burning Ten-Tails stood above Miss God.

If he merely sought to defeat or even kill her, it would be terribly inefficient. Altering his