Ye Xinglan’s crimson eyes brimmed with killing intent.
In one hand, she gripped the Blood Scythe, while her other hand was transformed into a massive, razor-sharp Beast Claw wrapped in congealed blood.
Just by looking at her like this, Xiaoxi knew she was dead serious this time!
Ye Xinglan truly wanted to kill the Third Divine Envoy right here.
All kinds of attacks blasted out at once, and Jingtong immediately stepped in front of the Third Divine Envoy.
Xiaoxi’s heart couldn’t help but race a little.
She was all too familiar with the Blood Moon Witch’s style—scythe, Beast Claw, and countless Touches…
Ye Xinglan alone attacked like an entire army, bombarding wildly, truly embodying “sheer force overcomes all skill,” with no technique, only pure stats!
That was exactly how Ye Xinglan had given her psychological trauma in the past.
To be honest, the Blood Moon Witch under the Divine Summon Order’s control had been even more terrifying than she was now.
By comparison, Jingtong’s defense looked rather flimsy.
Several mirrors hovered like shields around the two, but the sound of shattering glass was nonstop.
Not long after the battle began, Jingtong already seemed like she couldn’t hold on much longer.
Ye Xinglan’s attacks became even more fierce, unconcerned about her magic consumption.
After all, she had Xiaoxi to back her up afterward… actually, the more magic she spent now, the better!
Jingtong finally couldn’t keep up.
As mirrors shattered in succession, a gap appeared, and Ye Xinglan’s Touches surged through the opening straight at the Third Divine Envoy!
The Third Divine Envoy raised her arm to strike back, but in the next instant, Xiaoxi’s figure flashed like a phantom to block her path.
Now’s the time!
Rather than chasing the elusive Jingtong, Xiaoxi wanted to take out the Third Divine Envoy first.
She hadn’t just been standing on the sidelines to watch the show—she’d been waiting for this moment of surprise.
Aren’t Magical Girls supposed to gain strength through love and justice?
As a C-rank Magical Girl, wasn’t it perfectly normal for her to unleash a burst of power and punch the Divine Summon Order’s emissary to pieces?
The Third Divine Envoy definitely didn’t see this coming.
Sirius’s spiked gauntlet hammered heavily into her stomach, and Ye Xinglan’s Touches twisted around her arm and yanked with all their might—
Success!
Ye Xinglan was both thrilled and astonished, glancing at Xiaoxi in disbelief.
When did she become this strong?
The Third Divine Envoy, having had an arm forcefully ripped off, stumbled backward, blood pouring from her mouth.
She looked like a pitiful, abused child, yet she didn’t care in the slightest, merely swinging her empty sleeve.
“As expected, one should never underestimate the Saintess. With Mirror’s current strength, she can’t compete with you at all.”
In the next second, a sickening sound of flesh regrowing rang out, and a new arm rapidly sprouted from the Third Divine Envoy’s stump.
During the Great Chaos, the Third Divine Envoy had served as more of a strategist within the Divine Summon Order and rarely fought herself, so Xiaoxi didn’t actually know her abilities very well.
Was this the trick she’d used last time to escape from Xinglan in Summersea City?
Xiaoxi’s brow furrowed.
Just as she hesitated over whether to go all out and capture the Third Divine Envoy here, the air nearby rang with the crisp sound of something slicing through iron like mud.
The sudden change drew everyone’s attention.
In the space created by Jingtong, a person-sized opening was cut, and a figure stepped through.
“So many people. How lively.”
Qiuli toyed with the short blade in her hand, appearing before everyone.
“Impossible. How did you do that?!”
For the first time, the Third Divine Envoy’s always-calm expression changed.
She knew better than anyone how powerful Jingtong’s ability was.
How could it have been breached today—first by a Magical Girl detecting it with magic fluctuations, and now this freak directly invading Jingtong’s Mirror Space?
Xiaoxi was also dumbfounded.
Qiuli was this strong?
Didn’t the Astrologer’s file say she was only a B-rank freak?
Why did she look more like a human emperor who could rip open the void with her bare hands?
She just tore through Jingtong’s space as easily as that?
“So that’s it, space magic, huh? No wonder you two vanished so suddenly.”
Qiuli glanced around. “Don’t get me wrong, my strength isn’t all that great—I’m no help in a fight. But Xiaoxi, weren’t you curious why I became the Corpse Collector? It’s precisely because of this—my ability is perfect for sneaking and shady work.”
After Xiaoxi and Ye Xinglan’s signals disappeared, The Association immediately mobilized, and Qiuli, being the closest, arrived first.
She didn’t believe two living people could just vanish instantly in such a small, sealed space, so she tried using her ability.
“You two are from the Divine Summon Order, right? I’m not good at fighting, but I already notified The Association before coming in. Reinforcements will be here soon. So, do you still want to keep fighting?”
The Third Divine Envoy stared at Qiuli.
Well-experienced, she quickly guessed how this person had managed to break into Jingtong’s Mirror Space.
Talk about unlucky—North Blossom City was already in chaos, the perfect chance for their plans, but now this person shows up, perfectly countering Jingtong’s powers.
If they ran into The Association’s main force now, it wouldn’t be worth it.
But before leaving, it’d be best to get rid of this troublemaker.
“Mirror, keep that freak here.”
Receiving the order, Jingtong raised her hand, and a mirror instantly sucked Qiuli inside, trapping her alone in a new Mirror Space.
But Qiuli didn’t panic at all.
Had this person still not figured it out?
There’s no way to trap her with space magic.
In the next second, Jingtong struggled desperately to block the attacks from Xiaoxi and Ye Xinglan at the same time.
While defending with her mirrors, she and the Third Divine Envoy retreated into the darkness.
“Though that move isn’t quite perfected, let’s use it to delay their pursuit, Mirror.”
With a wave of Jingtong’s hand, a mirror appeared before both Xiaoxi and Ye Xinglan.
Inside, a terrifying Spirit Mist surged.
They didn’t know what kind of attack this was, but it was clear this move cost Jingtong dearly.
She grunted, a pained expression actually appearing on her usually wooden face.
Xiaoxi swung her fist, wanting to smash through the mirror and give chase, but her hand passed right through as if nothing was there.
“Mirror’s specialty isn’t just space magic. Her mirrors can reflect the thing you fear most in your heart. If you’re swallowed by that fear, the consequences will be dire.”
“This move wasn’t perfected, but I have no choice but to use it now.”
As she finished speaking, the Spirit Mist in the two mirrors gradually took on human form.
They stepped out of the mirrors, standing in front of Xiaoxi and Ye Xinglan.
Damn! Realizing what was happening, Xiaoxi’s heart tensed.