Toyokawa Shoko doesn't want to become a witch

The hesitation lasted only a moment.

After two laps, Dolores was the first to lose his temper and make a move.

The dragon spread its wings, leaped up, and flew towards Chuhua.

The two pairs of sharp claws collided once again, sparking a dazzling display of light.

When the sulfur meter is 7 million, it equals four 8 <————!

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The blades collided, and then the sharp edge of the blade broke the entire sword in two along the notch. After severing the sword, the blade continued its advance without hesitation, its trajectory separating the skull and lower half of the familiar holding the longsword from its head.

Twenty or thirty familiars surged into the floor where Hailing was located from all directions, rushing straight towards her like a raging torrent.

After assessing her surroundings with her peripheral vision, the samurai girl leaped up, like a dragonfly skimming the water, stepping on the surging familiars, and jumped towards the elevator shaft in the center of the floor.

The elevator has been shut down; she can't possibly take it up.

However, going up one floor at a time would be too slow, and that's definitely not something we can consider.

Hailing, stepping on the familiar's head, caught the arrow flying towards her the instant she was airborne. With a twist of her powerful waist in mid-air, she changed her airborne posture and flung the arrow in her hand towards the familiar blocking her path.

Whoosh-!

The arrow pierced its helmet precisely. At the same time, Hailing landed lightly on the ground, picked up its weapon, inserted it into the crack of the elevator door, and forcefully pried open the elevator door.

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The elevator shaft was exposed in front of her.

Hailing glanced back at the group of familiars who had surrounded her and blocked all her escape routes, gave a thumbs up, turned 180 degrees, and pointed her finger downwards.

“I have come to find you, Timoris.”

Then, she gently leaped backward.

Hold onto the elevator's steel cable.

Then, he cut the steel cable connecting the car with a single stroke.

With the car body gone, the counterweight on the other side fell from above, lifting Hailing's body upwards.

The floor number displayed on the elevator skyrocketed.

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Ding dong.

The elevator took us to the top floor, to the very beginning, to the lobby where everything started.

Xiangzi and Qiubi walked out of the elevator.

"You said you're special?" Xiangzi turned his head and asked, "So you disappear completely after you die?"

"Of course, individuals with emotions are very rare in a group."

"Then you'd better stay far away, or I won't be able to protect you if a fight breaks out."

"There's nobody here. Who are you planning to fight?"

"...and myself."

"What do you mean by 'yourself'?"

"That's what it means."

Xiangzi took out the Soul Gem, and with a flash of light, she changed into the clothes she wore when she was a magical girl.

"Myself."

She suddenly found herself with a Remington M11 shotgun, the one she was most comfortable using. There might be many better guns, but for some reason, Xiangzi was particularly fond of it.

The magically conjured bullets landed in her palm, and she calmly loaded them one by one into the magazine, then set them aside.

Next up are the holster and the pistol.

The M1911 in her hand was not a replica of the weapon, but the one she had been using for the past two weeks—her father's beloved gun.

The process was the same as before: bullets were loaded into the magazine one by one, the whole process was slow and meticulous, as if a solemn ceremony was being performed.

After loading the last bullet, Xiangzi stuffed the magazine back into the gun, pried open the slide with one hand to check if the gun was working properly, then released the safety and tucked it into the holster on his lower back.

With that, all the preparations are complete.

Xiangzi gripped his hunting rifle and walked forward step by step.

Looking down from above, in the pure white space, a dark red shadow slowly moves forward. With each step, it leaves a footprint in the same spot, which fades and disappears after a few steps, just like a traveler moving forward in a blizzard.

Qubi squatted in what it considered a safe place, watching Xiangzi's figure grow smaller and smaller until it shrank into an indistinct dot.

"A battle with oneself?"

Cupid shook his head.

"Humans are still so hard to understand."

Finally, the traveler arrived at her destination: a dressing mirror in the center of a vast hall. In the otherwise empty space, the dressing mirror seemed so out of place, as jarring as a dentist's office standing out on a boundless snowfield.

Xiangzi walked up to the mirror.

Her own reflection was shown in the mirror.

It was a figure holding a gun, aiming at its own reflection outside the mirror.

Toyokawa Shoko was equipped with the same weapons as Shoko, holding the same gun, and pointed it at her reflection in the mirror.

Then, pull the trigger.

boom--!

Time seemed to slow down as the shotgun spewed flames, shattering the paper casing inside the barrel. The lead pellets encased within were propelled forward by the flames and flew out of the barrel.

Xiangzi made a dodge maneuver in advance, and then with a crash, the mirror shattered as twenty tiny lead pellets broke it.

Broken glass surrounded Xiangzi, and countless faces were reflected in the glass.

Just like in a dream, the reflections in the countless flying lenses were two identical faces.

Shoko Toyokawa emerged from the mirror with a fervent laugh.

Her battle with herself.

it has started.

The Tale of Nirvana: Maintaining One's True Self: Chapter 141 The Man Who Deceives the World (Part Two)

Deep within the bank's fortress, in the vault.

Thanks to Aftglow, Meowmeng smoothly entered the bank through the main entrance.

The internal structure of the bank has not changed much, except that the ubiquitous ventilation duct entrances have disappeared.

However, this wasn't Miaomeng's first time here. She had already explored the area thoroughly before, knowing the patrol routes, camera blind spots, hiding places, and the fastest routes. Miaomeng had long regarded this place as her own backyard. It could be said that the biggest problem was figuring out how to enter through the only main entrance.

However, this problem has been solved.

Meow Dream swaggered in through the main entrance, slipped into the blind spot of the patrolling familiars, followed behind them, sneaked past the surveillance cameras, entered the monitoring room, took out the familiars in the monitoring room, and then the next step was the power distribution room to shut down the laser corridor in front of the vault.

Finally, he confidently stepped over the vault door and closed the heavy safe door behind him.

"Oh, I'm so glad you let me in."

Miao Meng tucked her hair behind her ears, and her long legs, clad in high heels, made a series of loud thumping sounds on the ground covered in a shimmering white light, like a series of resounding kisses.

She blew a kiss to the other end of the vault, to Amoris, who was covered in bright red and had the same face as Meow Dream.

"Hey, we meet again, you with my head on your head."

The woman in red held two iron fans, looking as if she had been waiting for a long time.

Miao Meng drew the two whips from her waist.

"I think you'd look better without your head, it'll give you a... how should I put it?"

She blinked.

"Oh right, the beauty of ruin, like Venus."

"Of course, the main reason is that the face you're wearing is mine, and I find it very unpleasant."

Unlike the talkative Meow Dream, Amoris kept her eyes closed, her face expressionless, devoid of any emotion, like a sculpture.

Amoris naturally answered her with silence.

Miao Meng's interest vanished instantly. She put one hand on her hip and shook her head.

"Do you even understand human language? You have such a beautiful face like mine, but you have absolutely no sense of humor. Do you even know what 'love' is? The love of beauty is also a kind of love."

Ugh.

This was still the last vestige of dignity.

You're not even grateful.

Really boring.

Miaomeng pouted.

Based on her previous experiences, for about forty minutes afterward, until the countdown ended, they would all become...very ugly.

Amoris struck a pose.

Miao Meng sighed again, as if exhaling all the turbid air from her past, present, and future lives in one breath. She shrugged helplessly and said...

"Fine, since I'm the only one willing to patronize you, come on, let's fight."

Miaomeng licked her lips.

Infiltration is only the first step.

Her previous mission was to steal Amoris's head, but now that she has no more heads to steal, all she can do after entering is to kill Amoris using her own methods.

Without extraordinary skills or strength, and without special magic, Meow Dream's magic is simply to accelerate regeneration.

In this respect, Amoris is the same as himself.

So what awaits her and Amoris is only...

"The purest, most primitive, and most savage battle."

Use your own mouth to tear off the other person's flesh.

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Welcome to the Memory Library, where you will find all the memories that float above this city.

A single thread in Mu moved slightly.

She followed the movement of the silk threads to the next small garden.

What was Mortis saying? Mu, as always, couldn't understand Mortis's complex witch language, but this time it seemed it wasn't speaking to her.

Someone has come in, from the outside world.

Are they people at the rally?

Mu walked on the silk threads she had created, as if she were walking in the air.

Will Mortis be with them?

Mutsu stepped onto the small garden from which the vibrations were coming from, with transparent glass beneath her feet.

The tragedy that happened that night at Xiangzi's house was repeated inside the glass.

"..."

Mu frowned slightly.

"Here again."

But Mortis isn't here, nor could he possibly be.

No one would be foolish enough to hide in the same place twice, even if the terrain has completely changed.

No, that's not right. It might just be a different story for Mu.