Why are the magical girls in your area male?

The final blow from the Night Hound, imbued with all its ferocious power, slammed solidly into the light shield surrounding Yuan Qing!

"Crack!"

Almost instantly, a terrifying sound, like shattering glass, suddenly rang out!

The surface of the light shield was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and golden light fragments scattered like shards of broken glass!

Yuan Qing felt as if he had been hit head-on by a high-speed moving mountain. The light shield he was wearing was like a squeezed and deformed bubble, carrying him backward with a violent slam!

HP-700!

"Well......"

Yuan Qing's vision went black, and he felt a sweet taste in his throat.

Even though the light shield absorbed most of the impact, the terrifying shock still made his blood and qi surge, and his internal organs seemed to shift.

A corner of the light shield shattered, and a sharp giant claw began to penetrate little by little, carrying a chilling aura of death. It forcefully broke through the last line of defense of the golden light shield and was only inches away from Yuan Qing's chest!

A ferocious red light surged in the eyes of the Night Hound, flashing with bloodlust and excitement, as if it could already see Yuan Qing's chest being ripped open by sharp claws.

However, in that instant when even the air seemed to freeze, Yuan Qing suddenly raised his head.

A chilling smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you think I'm really that stupid as to try and withstand a direct confrontation with a light shield that could shatter at any moment?"

He raised his right hand, and several extremely hot magic arrays appeared simultaneously on the ground beneath the belly of the Night Hound!

"You've fallen into a trap!"

Volume 1: Chapter 54 Brother Yuan, my legs went weak, I was so scared (3/5)

As soon as Yuan Qing finished speaking, several crimson magic arrays with a diameter of more than two meters simultaneously erupted with destructive light!

The raging torrent of flames slammed into the unsuspecting belly of the Night Hound. Its rough, dark skin, as tough as iron, hissed and groaned the moment it came into contact with the flames!

The abdominal muscles were instantly charred and carbonized under the extreme heat, crumbling and falling off to reveal the hideous bones inside, and a strong, acrid smell of burning permeated the air.

Rage countdown: 0 seconds!

The system notification flashed by quickly in Yuan Qing's blurry vision.

Almost simultaneously, the muscles on the Night Hound's body, which were as gnarled and grotesque as the roots of an old tree, rapidly dimmed and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Its destructive aura receded rapidly like a tide, and a feeling of weakness, like a cold, venomous snake, coiled around its body.

[Target is weakened! All attributes reduced by 50%! Lasts 30 seconds!]

"boom!!"

Fireball erupts once again!

HP-1400!

HP-1600!

HP-2100!

A string of damage numbers kept popping up in front of Yuan Qing's eyes as the opponent's massive body was burned and disintegrated in the golden light!

"Ouch——!"

The hound of the night echoed with its piercingly mournful howl amidst the flames. Its listless eyes held anger, resentment, and an overwhelming hatred that seemed impossible to quell.

But no matter how angry or resentful it was, this arrogant night hound, this self-proclaimed king, was reduced to ashes in the blazing flames.

[Successfully defeated the Lord-level BOSS: The Despicable Night Hound (Lv.30)!]

[Experience Points Gained: 60000!]

[Gained 10000 Gold Coins!]

[Level increased to 21!]

[Materials Obtained: Molten Dark Core *1, Highly Molten Shadow Remnants *5]

[Items Obtained: Dark Night Blade Blueprint (Rare) *1, Backpack Expansion Ticket (Bronze) *1]

[Instance: Fallen Market (Nightmare) Completed!]

[Boss dead, dungeon cleared, will close in half an hour]

A series of notifications kept popping up, flooding Yuan Qing's screen.

He took a deep breath and staggered to his feet from the smoke-filled ruins.

He glanced at the Frostmark Longsword in his hand; it was covered in cracks and looked as if it could shatter at the slightest touch.

The system also displayed a "damaged" message.

I never imagined this weapon would reach its end so quickly...

Although I've only had this sword for two days, it's no exaggeration to say that it saved my life several times.

I won't sell it to a store. After I leave, I'll find a place to keep it as a souvenir.

Yuan Qing couldn't help but sigh and put the Frostmark Longsword back into his backpack system.

Now is not the time to tally up rewards or check attributes; we need to get Riki Toriumi out of here first.

Speaking of which, I still have a score to settle with this guy!

Yuan Qing shook his somewhat dazed head, covered in gunpowder and blood, and strode menacingly toward Toriumi Ritsuki, who was slumped in the ruins.

"Hey, Lixi! You really screwed me over today, you should probably give me a..."

Before he could finish speaking, he abruptly stopped in his tracks.

Toriumi Riki was curled up in the pile of rubble, her body trembling violently. Her delicate and pretty face was now deathly pale.

Her pupils were unfocused, her mouth was agape, and saliva was unconsciously dripping down the corners of her mouth, as if she was still immersed in the fear she had just experienced.

Tears streamed down her face like broken beads, mingling with the dust and sweat, leaving two messy tear tracks.

"Brother, Brother Yuan, Brother Qing, please, please don't put pressure on me."

Seeing Yuanqing approach, Toriumi Riki trembled even more violently, instinctively hugging her knees and curling up, trying to shrink herself even smaller.

The sobbing grew louder and became very nasal, making it seem like the word "pitiful" was written all over its face.

"To avoid pressure, you actually called him 'brother'? Professor Xihai, you rascal..."

Yuan Qing was about to complain, but the next second he widened his eyes as if he had discovered something extremely shocking.

Did I see it wrong?

Or perhaps, there really is something between her thighs beneath her skirt...

Uh, a water stain that hasn't dried yet?

"No..."

Yuan Qing's lips twitched.

Despite having already experienced the dramatic and thrilling events of the Moon Etching, the Tower of Illusion, and the death battle with the Night Hounds, seeing a beautiful woman "older" than himself so terrified that she wet her pants...

He had never seen anything like this before.

An indescribable sense of embarrassment and awkwardness instantly dispelled the previous gloom.

He lowered his head, finding it difficult to speak.

Is it really your Mandarin teacher who should be blamed for being terrified and wetting her pants?

This feeling... is so strange.

Seeing her completely broken down and disheveled appearance, Yuan Qing remained silent for a few seconds before finally sighing and comforting her:

"Teacher Toriumi, don't cry. That thing is dead. Let's go, let's leave this place."

Toriumi Riki paused in her sobs, then raised her tear-streaked face and looked at him blankly.

The latter turned her face away, not daring to look at the other's wet skirt, and reminded her somewhat awkwardly:

"By the way, your skirt..."

"what!"

Toriumi Riki trembled and quickly pulled up her skirt, turning it over and over to look at it.

Seeing that the hem of her skirt was torn beyond recognition, she couldn't help but cry again.

"We're doomed, we're completely finished!!"

"What should I do? This dress costs 30 yuan..."

A dress for 30 yen?!

No, now is not the time to think about these things.

He coughed lightly and then said, "I wasn't talking about the skirt, but rather, your legs..."

Yuan Qing couldn't bring himself to say "you wet yourself," so he could only vaguely signal with his eyes: "You'd better think of a way to deal with it."

It would have been better if Gensei hadn't said it, because as soon as he did, Toriumi Ritsuki couldn't hold back anymore.

"Whoa-!"

She covered her face and burst into even louder sobs, a sound so full of shame, indignation, and grievance that it brought tears to the eyes of all who heard it and saddened all who listened.

Yuan Qing quickly turned and retreated, fearing that the vengeful ghost would haunt him and claim his life.

Unfortunately, he hadn't walked far when he heard rustling sounds and a "thump" behind him.

He couldn't help but glance back.

Toriumi Ritsuki was seen bracing himself against the sharp rubble with both hands, trying to prop himself up.

But her legs were trembling so badly that she had barely lifted herself up when she collapsed back down with a thud.

Her knee slammed heavily against the stone, causing her to hiss and gasp in pain. Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam.

"Waaah, I can't stand up..."

She cried as she looked at Yuan Qing with pleading eyes, her expression one of grievance and helplessness, completely lacking the maturity expected of an older woman.

"Brother Yuan, Brother Qing, please help me. My legs are weak and I have no strength left."

Tsk.

It seems that the magic power has been greatly depleted and the strength has been overdrawn?

Yuan Qing returned to her side and reached out his hand, but the other party did not take it.

He frowned slightly: "What? Didn't you want me to help you?"

"That's not how you help!"

"How can we help?"

"Carry me on your back..."

"What?!"

Yuan Qing thought he had misheard.

But Toriumi Ritsuki's attitude was quite firm: "You carry me? I really have no strength left, I can't walk at all, and my knees are scraped and hurt so much!"

Yuan Qing's lips twitched, and he said irritably, "Then sit down and rest for a while, and we'll talk about it after we've recovered!"

"No! Dame!!"

Toriumi Ritsuki shook her head repeatedly, tears streaming down her face. "This place is so scary! I can't stand it for another second! I have to leave! Right now!"

"The portal is only a few dozen meters away from us, let's go quickly."

"Yada yada! Carry me on your back, hug me, I want to ride in the car!"

"???"

Holy crap? Metis? When did he arrive?

Volume 1: Chapter 55 What are these magical girls you're talking about? (4/5)