In Type-Moon, people create a magic family lineage

Rumble, rumble, rumble—the dolls engulfed the dome, and the impact of their limbs, which fell like spears or thunderbolts, exploded continuously along the trajectory of Aozaki Touko as she retreated.

The flying debris tore at the hem of Aoko's skirt and cut her fair, girlish face, leaving a trail of blood.

She was thrown backward a hundred meters in an instant, landing in front of the mansion on the wide road.

In the instant he barely escaped the attack range, he suddenly raised his hand, clenched his fist, and slammed it out!

It collided with the last drooping limb, and, supported by the magic burning within its body, shattered it.

Aoko was breathing heavily.

Even though the quality of her magic was higher than usual, and even though the recovery speed and durability of her magic circuits were exceptional, under such continuous operation, she was already starting to get hot like an overloaded furnace.

"It looks like you're nearing your limit."

"But for me, this is just the beginning."

Aozaki Touko stepped to the edge of the dome, and the woman under the illumination of the Demon Eye smiled in a way that was both ferocious and beautiful: "You really surprised me, Aozaki Touko."

"This move wasn't prepared for you guys—it's for that little monster."

For Lucon Luvist.

Although Aozaki Touko's actions utilized the burial mechanism monster called 'Kichijoin Kiara,' she was naturally aware of the existence of the 'Tenma,' but she never thought that the 'Tenma' could restrain Luvist, who possessed dual inheritances, for too long.

She only needs to exploit a time difference.

In the brief moment when Lu Kang was free, he dealt with Aoko and Yuzhu.

Then, they used the same tactic against Lu Kang.

Even if it's not enough to completely counter it.

However, the problem of getting out unscathed is not too big.

However, this plan has been disrupted by Aoko's sudden display of the magic of the First Magician, and the methods originally intended to counter Lu Kang have been released prematurely.

However, this is still not a big problem for Orange.

As long as you can eventually get your things back in your own hands, that's enough.

As long as the final result remains unchanged...

"As long as you are all dead, that will be enough!"

Amidst the buzzing, the jungle of dolls once again erupted and spread wildly. The moment Orange finished speaking, Aoko, who had just landed and hadn't even had a moment to catch her breath, also felt the attack coming again.

This time, however, it didn't come from the sky.

Instead, it comes from—

"underground!"

A pearl opened its mouth as a reminder.

Aoko made a quick decision to bend down and land, and with the magic relentlessly refining and generating under the heat of the circuit, she dragged her fist down!

The road surface collapsed instantly, dust flew everywhere, and pale limbs parted the road surface with the swing of a fist, raising a surging airflow.

But it avoided the fate of being pierced through.

They were still blasted upwards.

Aoko's eyes widened as she steadied herself in mid-air, gritting her teeth as she watched as Yuju faced off against a dense mass of snake-like writhing limbs falling from the sky.

At the very least, we need to deal with one 'enemy' first.

Orange narrowed her eyes and made up her mind.

Lu Kang narrowed his eyes, and a sense of mystery seemed to brew up in an instant.

Aoko's eyes widened, as if she were seeing a 'future' where Ayumi was twisted and pierced by countless limbs—she gritted her teeth and gritted them again, almost breaking them, and raised her hand.

In this situation, Yuzhu was almost helpless.

The fairy tale magic evolved from the first fragment of magic she possessed was still magic, purely mysterious, and not like Lorelei's vacuum cutting with physical properties. Such mystery could not be used within the Blood Ring of the Lung Forest.

Her only physical attack, the Bridge Giant, had already been briefly damaged in her previous battle with Beowulf.

But for some reason, Yuzhu seemed very shocked at this moment, without the slightest panic.

She didn't consider herself fearless.

I just had this inexplicable feeling that nothing would happen to me.

In that instant, time seemed to stand still—space seemed to extend infinitely.

Aoko inhales, then exhales.

Her raised hand pointed directly at the target, but the magical radiance could not be released. At such a distance, no matter how fast she was, she could not catch up.

Aoko, possessing the talent of a 'magician,' seemed to have a sudden flash of inspiration once again—

He activated a mysterious system that he rarely used.

He activated the unknown power that he had not yet mastered.

The magic of the Aozaki family, inherited from my grandfather!

A series of soft, squelching sounds followed, and a moment later, the twisting limbs slipped through the thicket and fell into nothingness.

Zhu's figure disappeared.

"Hoo...ha!"

Aoko lowered her slightly trembling hand, her whole body drenched in sweat, and simply chuckled: "Success!"

Her eyes were filled with countless, complex circles of magic that were so dazzling and unsettling that they made one's scalp tingle at a glance.

Beneath her feet, an invisible radiance spread out, outlining a 'circle'.

Yuzhu, who was behind her, opened her eyes and was also taken aback when she saw Aoko appear in front of her.

No.

It wasn't Aoko who appeared in front of him.

Instead, her own 'future' was 'grafted' onto Aoko's back.

This is...

"The Aozaki family's 'magic'?"

It is said that it is a mystery related to 'time'.

It is said to be a mystery grafted onto the 'future'.

This was the first time that Aozaki Aoko had successfully used the Aozaki family's magic—before this, she had tried countless times but had failed to activate this magic system, which was superior to magic.

This time, under immense pressure, they finally succeeded.

This time.

Magic surpasses sorcery, and is superior to all modern mysteries—even the deepest forests cannot devour or neutralize this level of 'mystery'.

"Tsk!"

Seeing this, Orange became even more annoyed.

Looking at this scene, Lu Kang chuckled and said, "See? I told you they were capable."

"uh-huh?"

Kichijouin Kihara smiled silently, and for some reason found the 'Your Majesty' in front of him... kind of cute.

Could he really think he didn't realize that he had just frozen space with immense mystery, protecting the girl named Kuonji Arisu and giving Aoko almost infinite time?

But whether or not Kichijoin Kihara noticed it.

Lu Kang would never admit it.

Yuzhu looked thoughtful and looked up at Orange across from her.

He also glanced thoughtfully at the higher place behind Orange.

Higher up, there seemed to be two figures standing, one in front of the other.

"Qingzi,"

Yuzhu said, "Let's make our move at the same time."

Within the magic system activated by Aoko, inside the magic circle drawn beneath her feet.

The magic of fairy tales can finally be unleashed.

"Then let's fight side by side, Arisu!"

Aoko turned around and smiled: "Let's defeat that woman named Aozaki Touko together—"

"Take her face and stomp it under your feet!"

"This old man's puppet is just lucky to have cast a 'magic spell' once—if you can do it, then give it a try!" Orange remained cold and sneered.

In such words.

Aoko and Yuzhu locked eyes.

Amidst the ensuing roar of the puppet jungle.

"A feast of the night!"

A pearl's cold voice could be clearly heard amidst the howling wind and the friction of limbs.

This was not a summoning, but a familiar that had been lurking in the shadows, finally revealing its ferocity—countless slender, arthropod-like black shadows shot out from the gaps in the mansion, the cracks in the road, and even the gaps in the doll forest!

They are not purely magical creations, but rather "monsters" that exist between concept and reality. Their sharp mouthparts, carrying physical tearing power, frantically gnaw and cut at the pale doll limbs that writhe and attack like giant pythons.

The screeching scraping and cracking sounds instantly replaced the whooshing sound of limbs tearing through the air.

But this is only the beginning.

The attacks of the Dark Witch are never the same as those of the Blue Mage, which are characterized by individual moves. They are a series of mysterious attacks, and even more so, a 'weaving' of dreamlike scenes that are connected from beginning to end.

"Snowman!"

then.

Immediately following, a bone-chilling cold wave erupted centered on Yuzhu.

Instead of a blanket blizzard, it condensed into several cold, sharp, pale streams of air, like invisible ice pythons, precisely coiling around and freezing the robust limbs that were trying to bypass the Night Feast to attack the foundation of Aoko's magic circle.

Where the frost spread, the puppet's movements visibly became stiff and sluggish, giving Aoko a precious chance to catch her breath.

Orange's pupils, burning with accumulated demonic flames, narrowed slightly.

"A desperate struggle!" she shouted, and the core of the puppet jungle trunk swelled violently, as if pumping out even more violent power.

More and thicker limbs burst forth from the ground like proliferating cancerous tissue, tearing through the air and crashing down with overwhelming force!

The shadows of the Night Feast were crushed in pieces, and the icy currents of the Winter Spirits were shattered by brute force, scattering ice crystals everywhere.

The overwhelming numbers and power were about to engulf this small area once again.

"Now, Aoko!" Arisu's voice was resolute.

"You don't need to tell me!" Aoko grinned with an almost maniacal smile, the magic circle in her eyes shining brightly, almost overflowing its sockets.

Instead of retreating, she faced the vast, pale forest and stretched her right fist, which was filled with immense magical power, backward—not towards Orange herself, but towards the "sky" made of dolls that was frantically devouring the ley lines of Misaki City!

"Break open for me!!!"

With a thunderous roar, her fist, imbued with the immense power of the Fifth Magic—a power that could not be swallowed by the Lung Forest—struck out fiercely!

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

Time seemed to stretch and distort the instant the fist touched the edge of the puppet jungle.

That dense, seemingly indestructible pale forest, before the mystery of the Fifth Magic, was like ice and snow thrown into molten lava. A bizarre "grafting" occurred in the space in front of the fist—not a physical destruction, but a forced "grafting" of that area's "state of being" onto a point of collapse in the "future" covered by Aoko's magic!

Despite the manager's numerous failures prior to this.

However, the use of magic only requires one successful attempt, as long as the system is activated and the result is remembered.

So, from now on...

It can then operate countless times.

Go and harness this supreme 'Dharma'!