[Myotismon, Ultimate, Virus, Undead]
Mo Si felt a chill run through her entire body. The holy power inside her transformed into a cold, sinister dark energy. She couldn't help running her tongue over her teeth, and felt that two of them had become very sharp.
As sharp as daggers!
These were Myotismon's fangs. As a Digimon modeled after a vampire, Myotismon naturally possessed the ability to drink blood, just as the Myotismon in the first series had gathered energy by drinking blood.
She walked into the bathroom, looked at herself in the mirror, and struck a few poses, admiring her new appearance from every angle. "Not bad," she said with a smile.
Regal, coldly beautiful.
A queen of blood!
Angewomon suddenly cried out, "Ah! My Holy Ring!"
After Mo Si had taken over Myotismon's soul, the Holy Ring around Angewomon's left lower leg had disappeared.
The Holy Ring was incredibly important to her, rather like a graduation certificate or a doctoral degree...
Grief immediately overwhelmed her, and she burst into loud sobs.
Startled, Mo Si immediately dispelled her Take Over Magic, returning to Angewomon's original holy, radiant appearance. The Holy Ring around her left lower leg returned as well. "Look, the Holy Ring is back."
Only then did Angewomon calm down. "I'm sorry. I lost my composure."
"It's all right. I'd lose my composure too if something important to me disappeared."
Mo Si smiled inwardly. She hadn't expected the ever-serious Angewomon to have this side to her. It was rather cute.
She understood how Angewomon felt, so she didn't mind. Besides, she could sense that she could still take over Myotismon's soul.
It seemed that once she had taken over a soul, she could do it again and again afterward.
It was like a "trial card" had become "semi-permanent."
Fantastic!
Of course, everything came at a price. Using this Take Over Magic consumed not only magic power, but digisoul as well.
If she reached the point of taking over Mega-level souls in the future, the consumption would multiply.
But compared with what she gained, that little expenditure was nothing. Besides, that was a matter for the future. Mo Si couldn't evolve to Mega yet, so no matter how powerful her Take Over Magic was, she couldn't take over Mega-level power.
"One more charge!"
In her "summon pool," besides Myotismon, there were two other targets worth taking over: ZombieSatanmon and LadyDevimon.
With that thought, Mo Si concentrated her digisoul in her right palm again, then slapped it against her abdomen.
Pfft~
This time, nothing happened.
The light coming from her body had grown much weaker, and no phantom appeared.
Angewomon reminded her, "You've charged yourself with digisoul seven times in a row, and taken over Myotismon once. That's consumed a lot of digisoul. You need to rest."
Mo Si nodded. She couldn't let herself get hooked on summoning.
She straightened her clothes, headed out, and went to the guild, beginning her daily routine again-eating, training, and sleeping (with Angewomon training on her behalf).
[Name: Mo Si] [Species: Digimon · Ultimate · Free · Angel · Angewomon] [Skills: Holy Arrow, Heavenly Purple Light, Healing Light, digisoul, Take Over Magic] [Evolution path: fallen evolution] [World-crossing countdown: 17 days]
The panel showed that she had seventeen days left before she had to return to the world of Digimon Savers and face Kurata, Gizumon, and even Belphemon, one of the Seven Great Demon Lords.
To be honest, she didn't want to go back.
She was starting to like this Fairy Tail world-or, more precisely, she had grown fond of the Fairy Tail guild. Though it was noisy and chaotic every day, everyone felt like brothers and sisters in one big family.
That feeling captivated her.
While she was eating at the guild, Angewomon offered a suggestion inside Mo Si's mind. "Based on the amount of digisoul you have, it's best not to charge yourself more than ten times a day."
"So I'm limited to ten summons a day. Got it," Mo Si muttered.
Unfortunately, she had to summon one at a time. She couldn't do a ten-pull, and there wasn't even a pity system. All ten summons might turn out to be Sukamon.
Summoning was one thing, but she also needed to improve her combat ability.
Combat ability covered all sorts of things, including speed, strength, reflexes, combat awareness, and skill application.
The simplest way to improve across the board was to fight-to hone herself through combat and grow stronger in battle.
"Mira, are you free later?"
"I am. What's up?"
After mastering Take Over Magic, Mira had gained control of the demonic power inside her. Lately, she'd been sitting around with nothing to do.
"Help me train," Mo Si said. "In other words, let's have a fight."
"No problem." Mira's eyes lit up, and she rubbed her hands together excitedly.
She had wanted to spar with Mo Si for a long time, but she respected her so much that even a delinquent girl like her had felt too embarrassed to ask. Now that Mo Si had invited her to fight, she was naturally delighted.
"Then let's go to the mountain out back."
Mo Si and Mira didn't draw much attention. Only Lisanna, who was eating nearby, and Makarov, who was sitting at the bar drinking, overheard them. Since it was only training, Makarov didn't stop them. Instead, he followed along with great interest.
He wanted both to enjoy the show and to see what Mo Si could do.
Half an hour later, on a patch of level ground on the mountain out back.
Mo Si and Mira stood facing each other.
Makarov and Lisanna stood to one side.
"Full-Body Take Over: Satan Soul!"
Mira gave a sharp shout, and an enormous magic circle appeared above her head. Bathed in its light, her beautiful white hair flared upward like flames, her hands became demonic claws, and Demon Wings and a demonic tail sprouted from her back.
Even her clothes changed. Her delinquent-style black midriff-baring outfit transformed into a deep-red outfit with a plunging neckline...
On a woman with a good figure, that outfit would have been quite a sight.
Unfortunately, Mira was still too young and had no curves at all.
"Going all out right from the start?" Mo Si asked with a light laugh.
"Because I'm fighting you." The corners of Mira's mouth lifted as she spread her Demon Wings, poised to strike. "Be careful, Mo Si. I'm really strong now!"
The instant she finished speaking, Mira beat her Demon Wings and shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, charging straight at Mo Si.
After taking over Satan Soul, her physical abilities had skyrocketed. Even without using any further magic, her speed and strength were tremendous. With so little distance between them, she reached Mo Si almost instantly.
She clenched a demonic claw into a fist and smashed it toward Mo Si!
Mo Si wasn't good at close combat, so she could only hastily raise her hands to block.
The moment she made contact with Mira's arm, she felt the immense weight behind it, as though an elephant were throwing a punch.
Still, it was within her ability to handle.
After all, Mira was still too young.
Smack, smack, crack...
After ten exchanges, both of them began to adapt to the rhythm of the fight. Their punches and blocks became more fluid, and the battle intensified further. Mo Si beat her wings and flew into the sky, with Mira following close behind.
They circled through the air, chasing each other and colliding from time to time. Each clash rang out like muffled thunder.
"They're amazing!" Lisanna exclaimed, both awed and envious.
"They're both growing through this fight," Makarov said with a smile.
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