My brother couldn't be a corrupted magical girl.

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In the silent starry sky, the cherry blossom mage settled the unconscious magical girls behind her one by one, then flew into the sky with a look of utter despair, giving off a feeling reminiscent of Jing Ke's assassination attempt on the King of Qin, a heroic act of never returning.

The two previous crushing defeats had already made her clearly understand the gap in strength between the two of them.

She wanted to seek revenge and wished she could tear him to pieces, but she wasn't stupid. She wouldn't go looking for him directly. Instead, she planned to kill his subordinates first, weaken his overall strength, and leave him all alone.

Then they will unite with other magical girls to gang up on the Demon Princess Phantom Butterfly.

Even if Demoness Illusion Butterfly is powerful, she couldn't possibly withstand a group attack from so many of them!

However, unexpectedly, the followers of the Phantom Butterfly Demoness were so resilient, and the other Abyssal Beasts provided timely support, arriving just when they were about to be killed.

To be precise, this plan was doomed to failure the moment they failed to slay the Abyssal Flame Dragon.

"Are you ready?" Phantom Butterfly asked with a slight smile as she looked at the silent magical girl.

"alright."

As she spoke, the Sakura Magician produced a pink Sakura Cutter, the blade tracing a path that created whirlwinds and scattered countless pink petals in the air.

Seeing the Sakura Mage preparing to make the first move, Huan Die chuckled and shook her head, saying, "I was in a good mood before, so giving you a round or two was no problem. Who told you to be so pretty?"

However, her tone shifted abruptly, her exquisitely beautiful face instantly turning cold, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in her eyes: "But that doesn't include today. You hurt my fourth son and other family members, and I'm in a very bad mood, so..."

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Before he could finish speaking, a curved black shadow, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, flew swiftly towards the cherry blossom mage in front of him like lightning.

The sound was like the flapping of a swarm of bees, sharp and piercing.

The cherry blossom mage froze abruptly. In an instant, a chill ran from the soles of her feet straight to her head, and the hairs on her body stood on end.

Looking up, one could see that the dark purple arc, like a shooting star, descended from the sky without warning.

The speed was so fast that it closed in the blink of an eye.

Dangerous!

A huge sense of danger suddenly surfaced in her mind. She wondered if it was just her imagination, but the Demoness Illusionary Butterfly seemed to have an unusually strong killing intent today.

Whoosh!

The Sakura Mage dared not delay for a moment, her figure flashing like a ghost, desperately trying to dodge this fatal blow.

Strangely, the dark figure seemed to possess its own consciousness, acting like a powerful magnet. No matter where her pink figure flashed, the dark figure followed closely like a leech, and its speed did not decrease at all, but instead became even faster.

Whoosh!

After dodging several times, the Sakura Mage finally realized that the dark figure was a long scythe, but that meant she had no time to dodge.

puff!

The long, slender scythe drew an exquisitely beautiful arc in mid-air, piercing straight through the Sakura Mage's chest. The powerful impact propelled her body, instantly pinning her to the ground several meters away, creating a large crater.

The Sakura Mage slowly raised her head. At this moment, she could see with perfect clarity the scythe that was deeply embedded in her body, only an inch away from her vital parts.

She even noticed that several pale purple butterflies were faintly visible on the scythe, shimmering in the night sky, dreamlike and ethereal, adding a touch of eeriness and melancholy to the cruel scene.

But soon, she lost all sense of relief that the scythe hadn't pierced her vital areas.

pain!

it hurts!

A piercing pain surged up in waves, as if every breath was accompanied by a sharp pain.

A refreshing coolness, a feeling of exhilaration.

As the smoke dissipated, the moonlight, like water, poured down without reservation, illuminating the earth in a silvery white glow.

Bathed in the clear moonlight, the Demoness Butterfly floated gracefully in mid-air.

Her deep, captivating purple eyes, like a still pool, gazed silently at the blurry figure below, yet a barely perceptible worry flickered in the depths of her gaze.

I hope that attack just now didn't kill the opponent.

Putting aside the fact that she wanted to take the other person as her pet, if she actually killed her sister-in-law, then she and Seri-chan would never be able to be together again.

You absolutely must not do something like that.

However, on the other hand, if this guy hadn't been deliberately provoking trouble, actively causing trouble for her subordinates, and even injuring Xiao Si so badly, how could she have been blinded by anger and acted so ruthlessly in a fit of rage?

So, in the end, it's all the cherry blossom magician's fault.

Thinking this, the graceful figure of the phantom butterfly slowly drifted down, like a light feather, and silently arrived in front of the cherry blossom magician.

She bent down, reached out and grasped the butterfly scythe that was piercing the other's chest, and easily and slowly pulled the scythe out.

Then, she slightly raised her chin, gave a soft snort, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Facing death head-on must be a very unpleasant experience."

"Ahem~"

The Sakura Mage coughed softly a few times, a few streaks of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, but she still bit her lower lip tightly, refusing to utter a single word.

As the phantom butterfly approached, a murderous intent flashed in the cherry blossom mage's eyes. The cherry blossom cutter that she had been holding tightly in her hand suddenly emitted an extremely dazzling light, like the rising sun, causing the phantom butterfly to subconsciously squint. However, in the short moment that the phantom butterfly closed her eyes, the cherry blossom mage activated.

Her movements were light and agile, as if she had not been the one who had been severely injured by the Butterfly Scythe, and her actions were without the slightest hesitation.

Whoosh!

A streak of cold light, like a pink stream of light, suddenly slashed towards the Illusion Butterfly, its speed as fast as lightning piercing the night sky.

Unlike the flirtatious butterfly, the cherry blossom mage is deadly with every strike; if she can cut off the head, she will never stab the heart.

"Bang!"

Faced with this swift attack, Huan Die didn't even raise her head. Relying solely on instinct, the Butterfly Scythe in her hand automatically moved horizontally in front of her, perfectly blocking the fatal blow.

In an instant, the two blades clashed fiercely in mid-air, the crisp, melodious yet murderous metallic clang echoing through the silent night.

Despite failing to land a hit, the Sakura Magician showed no sign of frustration.

She moved swiftly backward like a ghost, widening the distance between herself and the phantom butterfly.

At the same time, the Sakura Cutter in her hand shimmered with light and transformed into a beautifully crafted Sakura Bow in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, several talismans radiating dazzling light and exuding a holy aura appeared beside the Sakura Mage like nimble sprites. They spun rapidly around the Sakura Mage, creating illusory light and shadow, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

Without a moment's hesitation, the cherry blossom mage raised her hand to nock her bow, the movement swift and decisive, demonstrating her skill and efficiency.

"Break the demon!"

"Ban!"

"Armor-piercing!"

"Soul Destroyer!"

"Nirvana!"

Unlike the six arrows that slayed the God-Slayer before, this time the Sakura Mage thoughtfully prepared an extra arrow for the Phantom Butterfly.

After unleashing two powerful attacks in a row, even with the abundant magic power of the Sakura Magician's core, it was clearly struggling to keep up, not to mention the addition of an unusual arrow this time.

At this moment, the Sakura Magician's face was slightly pale, and fine beads of sweat were faintly visible on her forehead.

She slowly raised her head, her dreamlike pink eyes revealing a complex expression as she quietly gazed at the seven arrows that streaked across the sky like shooting stars.

At this moment, she felt a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.

This seventh arrow was practically forced out by the Abyss Beast today. Previously, she could only shoot six arrows at most, but today, due to the stimulation of the Death Cutter's words and the death threat from the Phantom Butterfly just now, she actually managed to shoot the seventh arrow, Nirvana.

Amidst a blinding, pure white light, the deep purple figure darted about like a startled bird, trying to escape the deadly threat that followed it like a shadow.

But those seven beams of light, like the light of judgment from hell, locked onto the fleeing target ahead, their radiance illuminating the entire dark night sky.

In just a few breaths, a series of dazzling and terrifying explosions erupted in the sky.

Each explosion was like a giant bomb being detonated, with a powerful energy shockwave spreading wildly outwards from the point of blast. The aftershocks caused by that immense power, like a raging tsunami, relentlessly swept across everything in their path.

A series of crackling sounds followed as the glass doors and windows of the surrounding shops shattered into countless fragments under the powerful impact, scattering across the ground.

The cherry blossom mage stood still, her eyes fixed on the flashing explosions in the sky.

When she saw the last deep purple figure fall lifelessly from the sky like a kite with a broken string, a glimmer of expectation involuntarily flashed in her eyes, and she murmured to herself, "Is it dead?"

Then, she gazed silently at the sky. One minute passed, two minutes passed, three minutes passed—time ticked by, and a full ten minutes passed, but the Demoness Butterfly still did not reappear before her eyes.

"Is he really dead?"

The Sakura Magician could hardly believe her eyes; the shadow that had always haunted her heart was dead just like that.

This sudden victory left her momentarily dazed, as if she were in an unreal dream.

After waiting for about five more minutes, the Sakura Magician still hadn't seen the other party appear in front of her with a smile on his face, and then he chuckled and mocked, "Your arrow shot is terrible, it's like tickling me."

For some reason, a strange sense of guilt suddenly flashed through her heart. Recalling the time from when they first met until the death of Demon Princess Phantom Butterfly, she suddenly realized that Demon Princess Phantom Butterfly had never truly harmed her or the magical girls of the Sakura Judgment Squad, while she had always been aiming to kill them.

However, she quickly dispelled that feeling.

The Demon Princess Phantom Butterfly may indeed be a different kind of abyssal creature, but given the positions of abyssal creatures and humans, eliminating each other is the most correct choice.

Whoosh!

The Sakura Mage drew her bow again, and the next second, a sharp arrow shining with pure white light pierced the sky, rushing toward the slime bottle that was trying to escape.

Boom!

Almost the instant the dazzling beam of light touched the slime bottle, its massive, soft body was instantly blasted into pieces. But not long after, the sticky liquid began to wriggle again, slowly gathering into small orange balls, which then began to wriggle in the same direction.

But the Sakura Mage paid no attention. Suddenly, the arrow burst forth with a massive burst of snow-white holy light magic, and the liquid was dried up instantly, like water meeting the blazing sun.

After dealing with the slime bottle, Sakura the Mage turned her attention to the Abyss Flame Dragon and Sylvia, who were resting and recuperating. Sylvia and Sylvia were already low on health, and even though they had recovered a lot of strength, they were still no match for Sakura the Mage, let alone the half-dead Death Cutter.

After a swift and decisive battle, these once-mighty abyssal beasts have now lost all power to resist.

Having dealt with all the enemies, the Sakura Magician finally relaxed her tense nerves, letting out a long sigh of relief as the heavy weight in her heart was finally lifted.

But to everyone's surprise, in the next second, a deep purple figure suddenly fell from the sky like a shooting star.

If this isn't the Demoness Illusionary Butterfly, then who is it?

At this moment, the Demoness Huan Die looked extremely disheveled.

The once magnificent cursed gown she wore was now tattered and torn, its fabric fluttering in the wind. The exquisite patterns at her waist stood out starkly and alluringly in the pitch-black night.

Almost the instant the Sakura Mage saw the other person, their words also reached her ears: "Tsk, Sakura Mage, your newly developed ultimate technique isn't all that great~"

Before she finished speaking, Demoness Illusion Butterfly's gaze swept around, and soon she saw that the surroundings were in a mess, but Little Four and the others were nowhere to be seen.

Immediately afterward, her face darkened visibly. "Where are my men?"

The only response she received was an endless, deathly silence.

And that streak of pink light, gleaming with a sharp gleam, drew a cold arc through the silent air.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, having already expended most of her magic power, the Sakura Mage was easily knocked to the ground the moment she made contact with the Demoness Illusion Butterfly. The dust that rose up instantly buried her figure.

The Sakura Mage was unwilling to admit defeat. She struggled to get up and continue fighting, but before she could even stand up straight...

The next second, the scythe blade, gleaming with icy coldness, had already silently approached her snow-white neck.

The sharp blade seemed capable of easily severing her slender throat with the slightest movement, separating her head from her body.

The Demoness, Phantom Butterfly, looked down at the magical girl beneath her, now completely at her mercy, her eyes burning with rage and overflowing with killing intent: "I'll ask you one more time, where are my subordinates?"

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The only response was endless silence.

"Good, very good!"

The Demoness Illusionary Butterfly suddenly let out a few soft laughs, the laughter echoing in the silent night sky, carrying an indescribable eeriness and sinister feeling.

Under the bewildered gaze of the Sakura Magician, Phantom Butterfly suddenly withdrew the Phantom Butterfly Scythe from her neck.

Immediately afterwards, the Demoness Phantom Butterfly parted her lips slightly, and an abyss magic circle radiating a deep purple light, like a strangely blooming demonic flower, slowly emerged beneath the Sakura Magician.

The magic circle shimmered with light and runes flickered, finally settling steadily on her abdomen.

In that instant, the Sakura Mage felt as if her body was bound by an invisible, powerful force, as if she had been placed under some kind of extremely powerful restriction.

Her internal magic instantly became chaotic, and she completely lost control of the magic core, becoming weak and powerless.

Then, Demon Princess Phantom Butterfly led Sakura Magician to the place where the other party was keeping magical girls.

"No."

"Don't do this!"

Looking at the unconscious magical girl before her, the Sakura Mage suddenly seemed to remember something. Her expression changed, and she hurriedly turned to look at the Demon Princess Phantom Butterfly, kneeling on the ground and pleading, "Demon Princess Phantom Butterfly, I beg you, I was wrong, I shouldn't have killed your subordinates, I beg you, as long as you spare these magical girls, I'll do anything."

"hehe."

Demoness Illusion Butterfly merely chuckled coldly a few times without saying anything. Holding the Illusion Butterfly Scythe, she was the first to arrive in front of the Wisteria Flower Mage. Under the almost collapsing gaze of the Cherry Blossom Mage, Demoness Illusion Butterfly gently waved her arm.

In an instant, a cold light flashed, and the wisteria flower magic caused blood to gush out from that snow-white neck like a fountain.

The once beautiful head slowly rolled down, circling the ground a few times before finally stopping in front of the Sakura Magician.