[Vamdemon ‣ Ultimate • Virus • Undead]
Sora felt a chill run through her entire body. The holy power within her transformed into a cold, dark energy. She licked her teeth and soon realized two of them had become noticeably sharp.
As sharp as daggers!
These were Vamdemon's fangs. As a Digimon modeled after a vampire, it naturally possessed the ability to absorb blood, just like the Vamdemon in the first season, which collected energy through bloodsucking.
She walked into the bathroom, looked at herself in the mirror, struck a few poses, and admired her new appearance from different angles before smiling, "Not bad at all."
Elegant, cold, and stunning—A blood queen!
Suddenly, Angewomon cried out, "Ahhhh! My Holy Ring!"
It turned out that after Sora had taken in Vamdemon's soul, the Holy Ring that was originally located on Angewomon's left ankle had disappeared.
To her, the Holy Ring was an incredibly important item—just like a graduation certificate or a PhD diploma…
Overcome with grief, she immediately burst into tears.
Sora was startled and quickly deactivated her Take Over Magic, reverting to her original, holy, and radiant Angewomon form. The Holy Ring reappeared on her left ankle.
"See? Your Holy Ring is back."
Seeing this, Angewomon finally calmed down, "Sorry… I lost my composure."
"It's okay. If something important to me disappeared, I'd probably lose it too."
Sora smiled internally—she hadn't expected the usually serious Angewomon to have such a side. It was quite adorable.
She understood Angewomon's feelings and didn't mind at all. Besides, she could still feel Vamdemon's soul within her.
It seemed that once she took over a soul, she could use it repeatedly.
Like turning a "trial card" into a "semi-permanent" one.
'Fantastic!'
Of course, everything had a price. Using this Take Over Magic not only consumed magic power but also drained DigiSoul.
If she ever reached the level of taking over Mega Digimon's power, the consumption would multiply.
Still, compared to the benefits, the cost was insignificant.
Moreover, that was a problem for the future. Right now, Sora lacked the ability to evolve into a Mega Digimon, so no matter how powerful her Take Over Magic was, she couldn't take over a Mega Digimon's strength yet.
"Let's charge up again!"
In her "gacha pool," aside from Vamdemon, there were two other pretty worthwhile targets: MarineDevimon and LadyDevimon.
Once again, Sora concentrated her DigiSoul in the palm of her right hand, pressing it against her abdomen.
Poof~
Nothing happened...
The glow around her body dimmed significantly, and no phantom appeared.
Angewomon reminded her, "You've already injected DigiSoul seven times in a row and taken over Vamdemon once. The DigiSoul consumption is too high, you need to rest."
Sora nodded.
...She couldn't get addicted to drawing gacha.
After straightening her clothes, she stepped out the door and headed for the guild, resuming her daily routine—eating, training, and sleeping (with Angewomon grinding levels for her).
[Name: Sora]
[Species: Digimon ‣ Ultimate • Free • Angel • Angewomon]
[Skills: Holy Arrow • Heaven's Purple Light • Healing Light, DigiSoul • Take Over Magic]
[Evolution Path: Fallen]
[Transmigration Countdown: 17 Days]
The interface displayed that in seventeen days, she would have to return to the world of Digimon Savers, where she would face Kurata, Gizmon, and even one of the Seven Great Demon Lords—Belphemon.
To be honest, she didn't want to go back.
She had started to like this Fairy Tail world. More specifically, she had come to love the Fairy Tail guild itself, and despite the daily chaos, everyone in the guild felt like family—like brothers and sisters.
This feeling was intoxicating.
While eating at the guild, Angewomon spoke in her mind, "Based on the amount of DigiSoul available, it's best not to use it more than ten times a day."
Sora muttered, "So the daily gacha limit is ten draws. Got it."
Too bad she had to pull one at a time. There was no ten-pull option, no guarantee, and she might end up with nothing but Sukamon in ten pulls.
Pulling gacha was one thing, but she also needed to improve her combat power.
Combat power included speed, strength, reflexes, battle awareness, and skill applications.
The simplest way to improve across all aspects was to fight—learning through battle, and growing stronger through combat.
"Mira, do you have time later?"
"Yeah, why?"
After mastering Take Over Magic, Mira had gained full control over her inner demon power. Lately, she had been idle, with nothing much to do.
"Spar with me. Let's have a fight."
"No problem." Mira's eyes lit up with excitement as she clenched her fists.
She had long wanted to spar with Sora. However, she greatly respected Sora, and despite her delinquent personality, she felt too embarrassed to challenge Sora outright. But now that Sora had issued the invitation herself, Mira was thrilled.
"Let's go to the back mountain."
Sora and Mira didn't alert too many people. Only Lisanna, who was dining nearby, and Makarov, who was sitting at the bar drinking, overheard.
Since it was just training, Makarov didn't stop them; instead, he eagerly followed along. Partly to enjoy the spectacle, and partly to assess Sora's strength.
Thirty minutes later, in a clearing behind the mountain—
Sora and Mira stood opposite each other.
Makarov and Lisanna watched from the sidelines.
"Full Take Over: Satan Soul!"
Mira shouted, and a massive magic circle appeared above her head. Under its radiant glow, her white hair flared up like fire, her hands transformed into demon claws, and demon wings and a demon tail sprouted from her back.
Even her outfit changed—her usual delinquent-style black crop top morphed into a deep-red, deep-V ensemble…
If she had a more developed figure, this outfit would have been quite eye-catching.
Unfortunately, Mira was still too young—completely lacking in curves.
Sora chuckled, "Going all out from the start?"
"Because my opponent is you," Mira smirked and spread her demon wings, assuming a ready stance. "Be careful, Sora. Right now, I'm incredibly strong!"
The moment she finished speaking, Mira flapped her wings and shot forward like an arrow released from its bow, charging straight at Sora.
Taking over Satan Soul, Mira's physical abilities skyrocketed—even without using any extra magic, her speed and strength were already impressive, so being a short distance apart, she reached Sora in an instant.
Cleching her demon claws, she swung a punch!
Sora wasn't adept at close combat and could only raise her arms in a hurried block.
The moment she made contact with Mira's arms, she felt the sheer weight behind them—it was like being punched by an elephant.
Still, it was within her manageable range.
Right now, Mira still hadn't grown enough.
BANG, BANG, CRACK…
After ten exchanges, both fighters adapted to the battle's rhythm. Their attacks and defenses became more fluid, and the intensity escalated.
Sora flapped her wings and soared into the sky, while Mira immediately followed suit.
The two chased and clashed mid-air, each collision producing thunderous booms.
"Amazing!" Lisanna was both awestruck and envious.
Makarov laughed, "They're both growing through this fight."
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