"Okay, little monster, slowly dissipate the flames.

Remember, disperse slowly!"

About half an hour later, after Mo Yan saw that the little demon beast had indeed reached its limit, he guided him to slowly dissipate the magic power and extinguish the dark night flame.

‘You guy!!!’

Hearing Mo Yan's words, the little demonic beast gritted its teeth, but could not speak. It could only shout crazily in its heart.

Then, the magic power that maintained the dark night flame slowly dissipated.

At this moment, the little monster wished that he had no magic power and had not learned the magic skills taught by Mo Yan.

"Keep pumping out magic power at a constant speed, and dissipate your magic power little by little."

The look of the little monster gnashing its teeth naturally caught Mo Yan's eye, but he ignored the little monster's thoughts and continued to guide him to slowly dissipate the magic power.

At the same time, Mo Yan deployed defensive magic and prepared sacred magic.

This behavior of constantly condensing magic power to reach its upper limit and then dissipating it is the best way to exercise control over power.

However, this behavior is very risky and prone to danger.

However, this method is also the fastest way to control one's own power.

For Mo Yan, it is the best choice at the moment, bar none.

Mo Yan is not a sage beast, he doesn't have that much patience, and he doesn't have that much time to slowly teach the little monster beast.

Therefore, as he possesses sacred magic and has the power of healing, he can only resort to this method which can be called 'evil method'.

Time passed little by little, and the sweat on the little monster's forehead became more and more.

As more and more magic power is drawn out, the flame gradually becomes unstable.

It may seem a bit unbelievable to say, but the flame is just unstable.

Suddenly, the speed at which the little monster drew out its magic power became slightly disordered.

"Bang!"

The dark night flame exploded directly, like a grenade exploding.

Although the explosion of the Dark Night Flame did not cause much damage to the little monster.

However, the flames that exploded directly burned the little monster's face black, making him lose face.

Mo Yan, who was prepared for it, easily extinguished the incoming flames without being affected at all.

"I, I can definitely do it next time!"

Touching a handful of ashes on his face, the little demonic beast rubbed his neck and said.

"Take a break first, adjust your magic power, and think about why you made the mistake."

Mo Yan dusted off the non-existent dust on the wizard's robe and asked the little monster to summarize the problem that just occurred.

"I...I was just distracted.

Yes, I was just distracted.

Otherwise, otherwise, I can definitely do it!!!”

When Mo Yan asked him to summarize the mistake he just made, the little demon beast seemed to have been hit in a painful spot and screamed immediately.

When Mo Yan heard what the little monster said, he didn't say much, he just raised his hand and released a healing magic.

Silence is better than sound. Mo Yan's silence and the presence of healing magic made the little monster even more uncomfortable than being told.

Clenching his fists, the little demon beast followed the method once taught by Mo Yan to calm down and concentrate, trying to calm his ups and downs.

About half an hour later, the little monster started trying again.

The dark night flame appeared in the palm of the little monster beast again.

This time, the dark night flames were slightly darker than the flames released by the little monster beast last time.

However, the color change was too shallow and the little monster did not notice it.

'Sure enough, the Digimon selected among the Four Holy Beasts all have great potential.'

The change in the color of the flame was naturally captured by Mo Yan, but he would not tell the little monster.

Because this will make the little monster swell, which is not conducive to his professor.

Moreover, this change should be discovered by the little monster itself.

When the time comes, he will answer it, so that the little monster can gain more insights.

Of course, the little monster needs to condense the size of the flame this time, which is larger than the last time.

"Bang!"

The little monster's second attempt still ended in failure.

A white light flashed, and the little monster recovered as before.

The color of the flame changed again, but it was still not noticed by the impatient little monster.

the third time…

the fourth time……

The little monster is getting more and more anxious, and its mentality is getting closer and closer to explosion.

…

I don’t know how long it took before Matsuda Keito and Guilmon returned.

Since Mo Yan's explanation, Matsuda Keito and the others changed their past ways and began to actively eliminate the Digimon that caused chaos in the real world.

This time, it's the same as usual.

As soon as they came back, Guilmon and Matsuda Keito saw the disgraced little monster and Mo Yan with the old god.

"Wizardmon, little monster, what are you doing?"

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the little monster, the big-hearted Guilmon immediately asked.

Guilmon's answer was a ball of dark night flame from the little monster.

"Hey, little monster, what are you doing?"

After Matsuda Keito dodged the flames, he immediately shouted to the little monster with red eyes.

"Stop being so wordy, it's annoying."

Balls of flame appeared on each finger of the little monster again, and it threw the flames at Guilmon.

The lavender flame became more and more bewitching.

"Kiel Cannon!"

In response to the little monster's attack, Guilmon immediately spit out flames.

"Little monster, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Matsuda Keito also noticed the little monster's red eyes and its increasingly dangerous aura.

It was a dangerous, ominous, demonic atmosphere.

Even Matsuda Keito seemed to see dense purple smoke rising from the little monster.

Matsuda Keito didn't know what this was and how it could make the little monster look so terrifying.

Thinking of this, Keito Matsuda couldn't help but look at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan was still sitting there, motionless, as if he was not worried about the sudden rampage of the little monster.

Matsuda Keito didn't understand, he clearly said that he was the mentor of the little monster.

As a result, the little monster ran rampant here, but he sat quietly and ignored it.

What kind of mentor is this kind of mentor?

Naturally, Mo Yan didn't know about Matsuda Keito's psychological activities.

Even if Mo Yan knew about it, he wouldn't care.

‘Can this power only be said to be worthy of the future Demon King of Gluttony?

However, it seems that there is no badge symbol representing the sin of gluttony.’

After a period of observation, Mo Yan naturally found relevant records about the power emerging from the little monster.

However, Mo Yan was a little surprised that there was no mark or badge representing gluttony on the little monster.

However, Mo Yan thought about it again, if the little monster really had a mark badge representing gluttony.

Then he won't be arranged by the four holy beasts.

And if you bully the other party like this, you should have taken advantage of it a long time ago.

At worst, you will get a warning yourself.
To be continued...