Fighting you is like being in jail.

Simmel gave chase, suddenly reaching out to pull Frilian back.

But the distance was too far, so far that there was no way to catch up.

Frillie's sudden act of self-sacrifice surprised everyone.

"Lord Frilian—!!"

"Frilian—!"

Philon and Shutark looked up at the sky, at Frilian who had turned into a shooting star, and a wave of sorrow welled up in their hearts, tears streaming down their faces.

"Fri-Lian!!"

Simmel chased after him relentlessly, her hands desperately trying to grab the figure in front of her, but she couldn't catch it no matter what she did.

I just can't catch it!

On the black earth, the air currents stirred up by Frilian lifted Simmel's bangs, revealing her azure eyes, filled with pleading, reflecting Frilian's advancing figure.

"Ha! Immature brat... In the end, it'll still be up to me..."

Just then, a huge magic circle bloomed on the black earth, and a blinding white light burst forth, shocking everyone's vision.

Seria, lying in a pool of blood, raised her head and smiled, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. A hint of triumph flashed in her golden eyes. Even with a gaping hole in her chest, bleeding profusely, she still held onto her last breath.

"Full magic output... Imprisonment magic!!"

Boom boom boom——!

In an instant, countless black hands rose from the magic circle on the ground and grabbed Leng Chang and Frilian!

"What?! What is this?! What?!"

Leng Chang felt his body being pulled and shouted loudly. He turned around sharply and saw that it was Celia. He immediately roared in extreme anger.

"What the hell did you do?! Look at you doing a good deed?!!"

"So close! So close! Ahhhhh!"

He struggled against the grasping hands of countless black hands, striving with all his might to rush forward, determined to advance even if it was only a little bit.

"Why!"

Why are you all trying to stop me?!

"What exactly are you unhappy about?!"

"I just want to save my world!"

"We're just trying to survive! What's wrong with that!"

"We're just trying to survive! What's wrong with that?!"

"Who the hell do you think you are?!"

"Our race's future—can only continue to exist in this world! What's wrong with that!"

"Why...why are you all stopping me!"

"Don't we have the right to live?!"

"Answer me! Why are you stopping us from struggling to live?!"

Leng Chang struggled to reach forward, trying to break free from the black hand that was holding him. He pushed forward with all his might, shouting at Kaname Madoka, who was already fully charged.

The next second, Madoka Kaname took a deep breath and looked at him with her dull eyes.

A gentle breeze lifted her long pink hair, which swayed slowly and gracefully beside her cheeks, causing ripples to spread across her long dress.

She didn't speak, she remained silent.

It was as if words were no longer needed at this moment.

Then, she released the string.

Bang—boom—!

The arrow from the Law of Cycles transformed into a pink magic cannon that engulfed Leng Chang, shooting out a long straight line through the air.

Piercing through the sky, piercing the horizon, breaking through the clouds, and bursting out of the atmosphere.

Even from the perspective of space, a pink streak can be clearly seen flashing by, hurtling towards the distant universe.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

—I”

Leng Chang's armor shattered, and he screamed in agony as he slammed violently to the ground inside the magic cannon.

Boom! !

Black rock waves rose from the ground, causing the earth to tremble incessantly.

When everything dissipated, Leng Chang lay on the ground with his mouth open and eyes closed, his armor long gone.

But he did not give up!

He! Under the watchful eyes of everyone, gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up, pressing his knees together!

His eyes were fiercer than ever before, his teeth were clenched to the limit, and he looked ahead with hatred at Madoka Kaname falling from the sky.

"The withered petals cannot even grasp their own scattered splendor..."

"Good! Good! Good! Come on! Come on! I will slaughter your entire clan until your bloodline is wiped out, leaving not a trace in history!"

"Look what you've done—!!"

He roared furiously at Madoka Kaname, who had fallen to the ground in front of him, and even spit out saliva in his excitement.

But! There won't be a next time!

"Your life is coming to an end; that kind of attack was enough to kill you!"

Forced to calm down, Leng Chang suppressed his anger, stared intently ahead, and slowly took a step forward.

"Now! You can't stop..."

Pfft!

The blade pierced Leng Chang's chest from behind, and blood flowed down the blade.

"Pfft-!"

Leng Chang spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes wide with terror, and he turned around shakily. When he saw what was happening, his pupils contracted, and the blood vessels in the whites of his eyes exploded into a spider web.

He saw Simmel glaring at him with hatred. The shadow of his bangs blocked the light from his eyes, but it could not hide the furious rage in his eyes.

His hands, gripping the holy sword tightly, pushed it forward with all their might, giving Leng Chang no chance to resist.

"Wh...when..."

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Chapter 129 My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror; all my deeds are righteous!

Simmel pressed the holy sword against it with all his might, his blue eyes shining with resolve. Even though this sneak attack was somewhat despicable, he would do it no matter how many times it happened.

He had to admit... he lacked the confidence to defeat Leng Chang in a direct confrontation.

"I have no other way to be confident of defeating you, Demon King!"

He readily admitted to his actions, however despicable or vile they may be. He would never again allow anyone to be sacrificed.

Only he knew the extent of his pain when he rushed forward, the thought of that figure he could never grasp with his fingers...

His sorrow was overflowing!

I never want to see that kind of heartache again... I absolutely do not want it to happen again.

Actually, Xiaoyuan has always... felt the same way.

She was heartbroken to the point of madness just from seeing Frillie, while Madoka... she was being tormented all the time.

That feeling of forcing a smile when your heart is aching, then turning away and feeling another pang of heartache, leaving you clenching your fists and letting the tears flow freely.

Just imagining Simmel makes my whole body tremble; even my brain resists the urge to imagine it.

"Along this journey... Bochi, Kazuma, Iori, Homura, Bucciarati, Madoka, and Rei... everyone sacrificed themselves to eliminate you!"

"All of this... was for this very moment! This! Moment!"

He gritted his teeth and roared, his voice filled with anger, sorrow, and immense guilt.

"Almost every single opportunity was created by everyone risking their lives, time and time again... Ah—!!"

Simmel's voice rang out, causing everyone's pupils to shrink, as if all the suppressed sorrow had erupted at this moment.

Philen covered her mouth, lowered her head, and wept, her magic wand trembling in her hand.

Shutark clenched his fists, his arms trembling uncontrollably. He lowered his head, desperately closing his eyes and clenching his teeth to stop the tears from falling, but the tears that streamed down his cheeks just wouldn't come down.

Frillie's heart tightened, her blue eyes filled with sorrow, her eyes drooping as she pursed her lips in resignation.

A wind swept across the black earth, swirling dust and debris from the battle. The dust and smoke ruffled Leng Chang's short hair as he leaned back, his blood flowing from the holy sword that pierced his back.

He tried to open his mouth to say something, but his eyes became unfocused, as if life had already sunk to its lowest point.

"Ah...ah...did I lose?"

"No! Impossible! I haven't lost yet—! I have a heart that yearns to save the world, and all my actions are for my world to be 'absolutely indispensable'..."

"You're acting solely based on your personal feelings..."

"What an arrogant character... a despicable hero!"

"My absolute mission as the Demon King is to ensure the safety of all my people in this world!"

"It's all for my world, all for finding a world that can accommodate all my people... Everything is for justice! Everything is for the greater good!"

"My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror; all my deeds are righteous and just!"

"How could you lowly beings from another world possibly understand the great principles of my Demon King!"

"Even in death, my will remains absolutely indelible!"

"Roar! Chains of cursed souls!"

"Crush! Crush! All the debris that stands in my way! To! Screw! It! Down! To! Dust!"

Bang—boom—!

In an instant, a huge amount of black magic power erupted from Leng Chang's body, spreading out in a visible manner at a speed that no one could perceive!

Jingle Bell……

The black magic transformed into black chains, instantly locking the hearts of everyone present!

"This is!?"

Simmel's pupils contracted, sensing something extremely wrong, and she looked at Leng Chang in front of her with great alarm.

He drew his holy sword, took a half step back, and reached out to grab the black chain in front of his chest, but his hand passed right through it and he couldn't touch the black chain.

Soul... curse...

This is a soul attack!

Blood slid down the hanging holy sword, congealing into droplets at the tip before falling onto the ground where blood had already pooled.

Not far ahead, Leng Chang spat out another mouthful of blood, and he roared with a sinister laugh:

"Hahahahahaha!"

"You didn't expect that, did you! Even if I die... I won't let you get away with this!!"

"The chains of cursed souls will drain the lifespan of all of you. Just wait! Soon... soon you will all die at the same time—!"

"Come down to hell with me!"

Pfft!

Overwhelmed with emotion, Leng Chang coughed up another mouthful of blood, his eyes wide with disbelief as he prostrated himself on the ground.

"How could this be...so fast...the damage to the soul..."

Poof!