The attack came without warning, and it didn't even cause the slightest sound of wind.
It was as if the tentacle-like black cloth-like substance was really just an illusion. The cloths that extended toward Hercules didn't seem to have the slightest bit of strength.
But the moment the pitch-black substance extended, Hercules shook off Ilya from his shoulder. Then, he clenched the small half of the axe in his hand and slashed toward the ground.
Boom!!
Under the majestic force, the ground shattered. The cracks spread toward the black shadow, and gravel sputtered fiercely.
The cracks in the ground blocked the black cloths that extended over, and at the same time, they continued to extend toward the black shadow.
However, when the subtle force contained in the ground reached the black shadow, it was like a stone that sank into the water. It only set off a little ripple on the black shadow's body, and the black cloths fluttered in the wind. There was no other movement.
It was as if it was really just an illusion, and all attacks were ineffective against it.
"… There's nothing."
With Ryuga's eyesight, he naturally saw through the cloths that were fluttering in the wind. But because he saw the black shadow's true body, he frowned slightly.
"Parallel to existence and nonexistence. That thing, is it an imaginary creation?"
An imaginary creation referred to "something that doesn't exist" that was created.
Like an imaginary space, it was something that didn't exist originally. It was just a kind of thing that was assumed because of the imaginary concept of the magical nature.
After all, magic was a discipline that used concepts. After people invented the concept of imaginary numbers, this concept itself became a kind of power that could be used by magic.
But this way, it was troublesome.
Because imaginary creations were substances that didn't exist in reality, but no attack could hit something that didn't exist. In other words, it was innately standing in an invincible position.
However, if Ryuga risked his brain to use the Demon Eyes of Death Perception, it wasn't impossible to capture the imaginary concept — it was just a possibility.
The best way was to find the magician who was controlling this imaginary creation.
On the field.
After discovering that his attacks were completely ineffective against the black shadow, Berserker's fear grew stronger and stronger, to the point where he could no longer hide it.
Then, he no longer tried to confront the shadow. Instead, he turned around and fled with Illya.
That was a completely instinctive decision.
In other words, his priority was to protect his master. Everything else, such as being suppressed by Ryuga, and the fear of the unknown, was secondary.
However, at this moment —
"Buzz —!"
A pitch-black path appeared on the ground under the shadow's feet like an image projected on a blackboard. It extended straight toward Ilya in a manner that didn't conform to the laws of physics.
It happened almost instantaneously.
Moreover, because there were no signs of him attacking, and the way he attacked was a complete mystery, no one could react in time.
— Except for the great heroes who were born with a strong intuition.
Before the pitch-black path was about to touch Ilya, the great hero subconsciously extended his hand and gently pushed the silver-haired girl away.
"— —"
There was no sound.
The pitch-black path extended to the great hero's feet and suddenly expanded, forming a bottomless abyss. From it, pitch-black tentacles stretched out and tightly wrapped around Hercules' limbs and body.
The moment he was entangled by the pitch-black tentacles, his body began to change.
From the part of his body that was wrapped, whether it was his skin or bones, there was a strange feeling as if he was cursed. Moreover, this extremely ominous curse was rapidly spreading to his entire body as if he was no longer himself.
"Roar!!!"
Hercules immediately let out an angry roar. The muscles all over his body tightened as he tried to break free from the black tentacles.
But in response to his struggle, the bottomless abyss under his feet suddenly expanded, and several times more black tentacles emerged from it.
He had just broken free from the previous tentacles, but he was suddenly entangled by even more tentacles. More than half of his body was covered by those tentacles, and his body quickly changed.
"Berserker …!"
The girl who was pushed away saw Berserker sinking deeper and deeper. No matter how much he roared, he could not escape the pitch-black cage. Her eyes immediately became flustered.
She gritted her teeth and let out a muffled groan. Her body suddenly trembled, and countless scarlet Saint Marks appeared all over her body.
Those Holy Marks were all command incantations.
They were engraved all over her body. Not only the back of her hands, face, and legs, but even under her clothes, a scarlet luster appeared. Her entire body was filled with overwhelming magic power that surpassed that of ordinary magicians.
In essence, that should be the magic circuit in her body. However, it should have been artificially modified before she was born. Her magic circuit was specially forged, and she became the crystallization of magic circuit.
If one were to consider it from the perspective of the Erinsberlen Family, perhaps this young girl was this generation's little Holy Grail. That was why she had undergone such a perverted transformation, turning all the magic circuits in her body into command incantations.
At this moment, she showed these command incantations. She should be planning to use command incantations to liberate Berserker from the shackles of the shadow.
Ryuga stood not far away, watching all this with cold eyes.
To him, the situation of Ilia and Berserker was not important. Compared to this, he wanted to know the purpose of the virtual creature- or rather, the person behind it.
In that case, he might as well use Berserker as a sacrifice to test the abilities and means of the virtual creature-
"…?"
At this moment, Ryuga's eyes suddenly turned cold. Looking in the direction of the shadow, his eyes couldn't help but fluctuate slightly.
"That is …?"
In the field.
"Boom!!"
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light descended from the sky.
At the same time, a narrow but seemingly sacred and inviolable golden boundary extended from under Hercules' feet and wrapped him directly.
The pitch-black tentacles were cut off without any explanation, and a golden barrier separated the inside from the outside. No matter how the pitch-black abyss wriggled, no matter how unwillingly it stretched out its tentacles, the barrier didn't budge.
The next moment.
A male figure wearing a red and white magician's robe appeared in the field, attracting the attention of several people.
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