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She didn't believe the other person could be on the same level as her.
In fact, Kōreimon's guess was correct.
Even with a great Master like Flat providing magic, Omegamon's current output is barely on par with Flat's.
This is a very delicate matter.
(Is this always her domain?)
(No wonder there was such a change.)
Magic power is consumed very quickly, but what makes Omegamon feel uneasy is the frequency of Mewtwo's "output".
To put it simply, if it takes twice the effort to do something, then Kalime can do it even better with only one time the effort.
In the confrontation, the opponent held the advantage.
In terms of sheer magical output, it is currently inferior to its opponent.
At this rate, it will eventually be overwhelmed due to insufficient "endurance".
Intending to use even greater power to try and resist, Omegamon suddenly received some kind of "message".
That was a "contact" from Flat.
Even though it's impossible to speak in this blood-red space, Flat managed to make another way of communication possible.
(Humans are truly incredible.)
Omegamon understood the situation outside by commenting on that Master's assessment.
(If that's the case, she will be affected to some extent.)
(Take advantage of that opportunity)
With its eyes fixed straight ahead, Omegamon was no longer in a hurry.
In a contest between the strong, the situation may change due to a single oversight or flaw.
Then it will have to use the territory created by the opponent to launch a counterattack.
An opportunity to break the deadlock.
It will come very soon.
Omegamon chose to trust Flat's judgment.
……
"Didn't you say you couldn't contact your own heroic spirit?"
"Ah, that's normal, so I tried another method."
"Ok?"
Although everyone knew that Flatt often had wildly imaginative ideas, they still realized how unpredictable his "genius" thinking was.
"The mana supply channel between the Master and the Servant has not been disturbed."
"So I thought, could we make use of this?"
"Fortunately, it's a Servant like Saber who understands data, so even if I'm sending a 'telegram' using magic, it can understand."
Flatt spread his hands, explaining the methods he had tried.
Upon hearing his speech, the students around him fell silent.
Such an idea is something most people wouldn't think of.
Rather, it's more accurate to say that the supply of distorted magic power forms information resembling text, something that ordinary magicians cannot do.
Not to mention, if the attempts along the way cause instability in the supply of magic and lead to problems with the heroic spirits, wouldn't that be a huge trouble?
And Flat dared to do it without a word, and he succeeded.
I don't know whether to praise or criticize this courage and recklessness.
No wonder it caused the professor's "stomach problems".
If you don't get a complete surprise from this kind of "quirky and clever" student, you should be praying to Buddha and the gods.
"Well, although it was successful, it couldn't last long."
"After all, the other party has retained considerable resources."
Recalling the information Fujimaru had given him, Flat couldn't really be sure he could maintain this for a long time.
Based on this output, he can probably only last for "3 minutes" at most.
Bazdilot would outlast him no matter what.
"Therefore, the real key to victory lies with Fujimaru and his team."
Laughing and joking, seemingly unaware of their own position.
This calm and natural attitude, however, gave some of the students who were observing a lot of headaches.
Do you know what will happen to you if your magic is drained?
"I know."
"And why do you look so relaxed?"
"It's hard not to feel relaxed. Do you think things will change just because I put on a serious expression?"
As the conversation drew to a close, he unconsciously uttered those leisurely words, and Flatt immediately heard a familiar voice, which caused him to freeze.
“But this is not the time for you to be laughing and joking, Frat Escaldes.”
"!"
Standing at attention and turning around, he saw his face projected onto the screen by the handheld device.
"Ah, Professor!"
"You this"
Weber looked at the still cheerful Flatter and didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.
Despite causing such a huge mess, they're acting like nothing's wrong.
Does he even realize the seriousness of the situation?
But seeing the lively and energetic Flatt in person, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Blood dripped onto the ground from his arm, which was hidden beneath his clothes, but Webber didn't care.
"Hey, Professor, weren't you supposed to be in solitary confinement?"
"They also said there was absolutely no way they would let you escape."
There is nothing absolute in this world.
After educating Flatter, Weber glanced around to make sure no one was chasing after him and said in a deep voice.
That room was completely sealed off.
But it's not unsolvable.
At least Webber has managed to break through using methods that are very unbecoming of a magician.
Although he himself was slightly injured, it was nothing serious.
"Listen carefully, I'll arrive during the day at the latest."
"before that."
"None of you should die!"
.........
Inside the clock tower.
The commotion just now has alarmed many people.
"Why did it become like this?"
Reines didn't know how to describe what she had witnessed.
The man actually blew up the supporting pillars of the room, causing it to collapse and forcibly dispelling the magic he had set up.
He then took advantage of the chaos and ran away.
"However, I'll do this for my students."
"The things in these rooms are very valuable."
"So you've got the determination to escape even at the cost of these losses."
Having roughly guessed where the other party had gone, Reines smiled and looked into the distance.
Being here, she probably couldn't imagine the chaos that existed in the place Weber was heading to.
Will this composure disappear in the face of subsequent changes?
Of course, this includes the magicians who have been observing from the sidelines.
……