I became a Digimon, changing the world every month

Chapter 9 Recyclable Clothes
"As expected of Mo Si! I will use my full strength from now on!"

Mira laughed wildly, and the magic power in her body surged.

Then, break out of the body!

The dark magic power rushed and gathered into the shape of sharp claws.

"Dark Stream!"

The huge claws of darkness rushed towards Moss, covering the sky and the earth.

On the ground, Makarov exclaimed: "Mira, this child, actually comprehended the dark magic!"

After receiving the Soul of Satan, Mira's own magic power turned into demonic dark magic. However, in order to release and control this dark magic to fight, she needs to learn dark magic.

But Mira obviously hasn't learned dark magic yet.

But now Mira has used dark magic, which means that she has figured out the tricks of dark magic on her own.

What a powerful qualification!
As for the topic of dark magic being evil... In Makarov's opinion, and even in the opinion of all wizards, darkness is just a magical attribute and has no direct connection with evil.

"The dark magic released by the Soul of Satan is very powerful. Moss, how will you deal with it?" Makarov thought so and looked at Moss, the beautiful female angel, with anticipation.

Moss looked at the dark torrent approaching. Although he did not have time to release the sacred bow and arrow, he calmly put his hands together. A pink light flowed between his left hand in the white silk glove and his bare right hand.

“Cheondang Red Light!”

She spread her hands and a cross-shaped, lavender beam of light shot out.

This was an impact formed by the condensation of divine power, which had the ability to restrain darkness and evil. Even though the dark torrent released by Mira was not evil, it was still a force of darkness. Once it came into contact with the purple light of heaven formed by the condensation of divine power, it was torn apart like ice and snow melting away.

Swish!
A white figure flew out from the purple light of heaven, with eight glittering wings behind it. It was Mo Si!
She stepped forward with her right leg and launched a self-sacrificing kick.

This is not Angewomon's skill, it's just a simple fighting technique.

"what?!"

Mira was shocked when she saw this, and had no time to dodge, so she had to take it head-on.

She crossed her arms in front of her.

Bang!
The scales of the demon's claw collided with Angewomon's high heels, making a dull sound. Mira's whole body was shocked and she was blown backwards by the force. The demonic features on her body disappeared and she turned into a girl.

Mira is still too young and her magic power is not strong enough to maintain the Satan Soul state for a long time.

Especially in order to take this flying kick, she consumed a huge amount of magic power, and the remaining magic power was no longer able to sustain receiving magic.

The receiving magic was cancelled, and the demon wings behind her disappeared. She could only fall to the ground with gravity.

Of course, she did not fall to the ground, but into a warm embrace.

It is Moss’s embrace, Angewomon’s embrace.

"...Thank you." Mira blushed slightly.

This red color is not caused by the passion caused by the battle, but a shy red.

She appears to be a bad girl, but she is still delicate at heart. Although she can receive the powerful soul of Satan, she does not like that kind of power, especially when compared with the angel Moss, which makes her feel ashamed.

Moss has everything she dreams of, beauty, figure, angel and so on.

And now she was in the arms of the man she longed for.

So happy!
Although Mo Si has a gentle big sister-like appearance, she does not have a delicate inner self. She only thought that Mira's face was red after intense exercise, and smiled faintly: "I invite you to help me practice. It is necessary to ensure your safety. After recovery, you can practice with me again. How about it?"

Mira was startled when she heard this, and tried to regain her composure, then said, “Well, the benefits are the same, practicing with you can also make me stronger.”

Moss landed on the ground, put Mira down, and then his hands emitted colorful light.

"Healing light!"

"I'm not hurt." Mira said.

I'm just a little tired. I just need to take a rest.

Moss said: "The healing light can not only heal wounds, but also restore physical strength." The recovery of magic power is closely related to physical strength. The faster the physical strength recovers, the faster the magic power recovery will also increase.

Makarov walked over quickly with Lisanna, feeling the wonder of the healing light.

He couldn't help but sigh: "In addition to combat ability, you also have healing ability, Mo Si, you are really all-powerful!"

Healing magic is quite rare.

Or perhaps, in this increasingly competitive world, wizards are more willing to learn combat magic, and few would delve into healing magic. It is considered great for a guild to have a healer.

"Sister, are you okay?" Lisanna supported Mira.

Mira put her hands on her hips, straightened her body and said, “Of course I’m fine, don’t underestimate me, your sister!”

She had mainly lost physical strength, and during the time she was talking, she had almost recovered.

After a while, Mira's strength was fully restored.

Moss put away the healing light and waited with Mira for the magic power to recover.

Seeing that there was no danger in their training, Makarov left a few instructions and went back to the guild.

"Recovery complete, let's go for the second round!"

"no problem!"

Although there was only one spectator, Lisanna, the fight between Moss and Mira was still fierce. Having learned from their previous experience, this time both sides skipped the fist duel and went straight into the magic duel.

"Dark Stream!"

“Cheondang Red Light!”

……

Moss and Mira were sparring throughout the day. When they were tired, they used the healing light to recover. When they were hungry, they went back to the guild to eat, and then went back to the back mountain to fight.

In the morning, Lisanna was the only spectator. In the afternoon, as the news spread, Natsu, Gray, Erza, Cana, Elmanf and other spectators came.

Some people even placed bets at the start of the game, betting that Mira would be defeated by Moss in a few seconds.

Mira was furious when she learned about this, and she performed beyond her normal level, breaking her own limits, becoming more and more courageous and making gratifying progress.

However, the one who benefited more was Mo Si. She developed her own combat awareness and reached an extremely high level of control over her body. She was no longer just a cannon mount that could use skills.

"Well, it's been a tiring day."

In the evening, Mo Si returned to the dormitory and soaked in the bathtub, letting the warm water relieve the fatigue all over his body.

He turned his head and looked at the clothes scattered on the ground, which was the Angewomon suit.

There is no smoke without wounds in the real world. Bumps and bruises are inevitable during battle, and this suit has also become scarred.

If the original exposure was around 60 percent, it is now estimated to be 80 percent.

It's becoming more and more like a bikini armor...

"Looks like I need to order some clothes of the same style," Mo Si muttered.

But she has no money, so she has to do the mission.

At this moment, Angewomon rang in her mind: "In fact, the damaged parts can be repaired with data."

These clothes are both clothes and part of Angewomon. As long as enough data is input, the clothes can be restored to their original state.

"Digimon, it's so convenient."

Mo Si thought of the War Greymon in "Digimon Part 1". When he faced the Joker Emperor alone, all his armor was broken. When MetalGarurumon arrived, the armor was immediately restored to its original state.

It can be seen that friendship is magic!
...Uh, no, it is the data that can repair the armor, and clothes are of course no exception.

(End of this chapter)