Then, as the opponent revealed their true form, Fat Nini also had no choice but to show her own true form instantly.
“Whoo~”
A swirl of black energy gathered in her hand, instantly condensing into a two-meter-long Giant Black Sword, gripped tightly in one hand.
After all, this was the Spirit Space, where even Feini, with only five points of strength, could unleash tremendous power.
“Puchi!”
Not only that, Feini tore her clothes apart to fully display her determination.
Her muscular figure became clearly defined, her skin turning a deep, mysterious blue, covered with sword scars—a very hardcore look, radiating an evil aura from head to toe.
Gone was the frail little widow she showed in reality.
“Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!”
But this was just the beginning. Behind Dark Feini, twisted Ghost Hands suddenly burst out, incredibly agile, swinging like venomous snakes.
Which beautiful girl wouldn’t be terrified upon seeing such horror?
After all, Touches were the natural enemy of pretty girls!
“No! Don’t come any closer!” Xueyuedai Emma was so frightened her face drained of color as she turned and ran.
But in the next moment, countless Ghost Hands captured her on the spot, pulling her up into the air, feet off the ground, completely trapped.
“Let go of me! Let go! Weapon freak, dare to touch me once and I’ll tear you to pieces!” Xueyuedai Emma struggled and shouted, but she couldn’t use any magic, unable to break free from the grip of the Touches.
Slowly, she was dragged toward Feini, a feeling akin to the sorrow before execution. Time seemed to crawl, an agonizing torture.
“Ugh… you can’t do this…” Xueyuedai Emma gritted her teeth, her beast ears and fox tail tightening as she kept twisting and squirming.
“Nuisance.” Feini said coldly.
All the Ghost Hands began to contract, binding Xueyuedai Emma so tightly she could barely breathe, her neck and limbs restrained.
Just as she was about to faint from the torment, the hands loosened slightly—not enough to let her close her eyes and pass out.
“Wh-what… exactly do you want…” Xueyuedai Emma asked angrily, still unable to see clearly what was happening.
Feini didn’t answer but raised her hand.
Pure white and flawless, it was exposed without reservation.
Sure enough, every vicious female antagonist came equipped with a perfect body.
Against the dark mountaintop, her innocence stood out starkly, creating a sharp contrast with Feini’s evil figure.
Suck.
Xueyuedai Emma bit her lower lip hard, refusing to make a sound—such spirit, unlike those roadside girls who’d scream at the slightest touch.
“Is that all you’ve got? I’m a Nine-tailed Fox, a beautiful disaster. My clan’s whole thing is using our beauty to ruin humans. You think you can break my spirit with that? Dream on!” She still put on a brave front, clearly not ready to give up.
With words said, Feini had no choice but to enter battle mode immediately.
“You! How dare you!” Xueyuedai Emma suddenly realized what Feini intended, sweating profusely, eyes wide, shouting, tightening her defense.
The Gate of Endings, fully exposed.
At this moment, Xueyuedai Emma felt the ultimate humiliation, endless hatred surging within her.
She bit her lip until it bled, yet was utterly powerless against the situation.
“Refinement, patience, endurance, breathtaking skill.”
“I won’t let you off… you’d better just kill me…”
Xueyuedai Emma’s face flushed, her body’s natural reaction making her increasingly embarrassed—utter despair.
But Feini was not the type to harm pretty girls; she was all about gentleness.
“Ah~”
Xueyuedai Emma finally broke down, unable to hold out any longer, letting out a cry—the damned little widow.
After holding on for so long, the dam burst, unstoppable.
It was like working overtime for three days straight, collapsing within the Tenacity of Steel Sunflower, like a salted fish.
Feini showed a satisfied expression.
It infuriated Xueyuedai Emma so much she wished she could just bash her head in, but she didn’t even have the energy to be angry.
“Rested enough? Then let’s continue.” Feini asked.
“!?” Xueyuedai Emma was shocked—this wasn’t over yet?
“Of course not, no rest allowed.” Feini seemed to read her mind, knowing exactly what she was thinking.
“N-no… no no no…” Xueyuedai Emma was desperate.
The endless cycle continued.
The dark and solemn Black Mountain Sword Tomb, the place where Fox Pride’s spear was broken.
————-
No one knew how much time had passed.
The Spirit Space finally dissipated, and everyone returned to reality.
But after spending so long in the Spirit Space, only a few minutes had passed in the real world.
“?” Feini herself scratched her head, looking like a complete fool.
She had no idea what had happened. No memory of causing trouble—just felt like a comfortable, vague dream.
“Huh? Why are you two lying down?”
She also saw two delinquent girls lying next to her with eyes glazed over, apparently unconscious for some time.
Their skirts were soaked—definitely well tormented by someone.
But why was she fine? Besides feeling a little cold, Feini felt no discomfort at all.
Because the Sword Tomb Illusion was her Passive Self-defense Mechanism. Even she didn’t know she had such a power.
You could say Feini was trash at fighting, but her Spirit Resistance was maxed out; no mental attack could harm a Myriad-year Demon Sword’s hair.
Someone just kicked a steel plate.
Even without activating spiritual magic, using just ice magic would have been enough to win.
Trying to pull off complicated ritual combos only led to disaster in the gutter.
Looking at Xueyuedai Emma again, her clothes were messy, her fox ears drooping, unable to lift properly.
She was barely holding herself up, legs trembling like a newborn fawn, biting her lip and covering her skirt—completely defeated.
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