Sky Striker Princess, but the swan song of Valkyrie.

"That's... senior?"

Chris noticed something when her gaze shifted.

The light reflected from the mirror illuminated the battlefield, casting shadows of everything from jet-black armor to massive black and red blades onto the ground.

At that moment, in the shadow cast by the giant blade, a short blade was firmly embedded in it.

That was a ninjutsu that Kazanari Tsubasa had learned. By projecting the blade onto the shadow of another person, he could forcibly restrict their movement.

"...Ha, cough cough, tune, cut song, Tachibana, Kohinata, Maria, a tragic sacrifice must be matched with commensurate results."

The wind howl, its body now only the upper part of its body remaining, lay weakly on the ground around it, muttering a bitter laugh.

After being cut in half at the waist, her body suffered severe injuries, and she almost lost consciousness due to these injuries.

Fortunately, the restorative power brought by the fusion of the relics, and the repair power brought by the energy reconstruction, were very reliable, and she was still able to maintain her life despite such injuries.

Therefore, she was able to contribute her last bit of strength when all her efforts were about to be in vain.

"A mere cut in half won't extinguish a person's will to defend themselves. The last blade... the symbol of victory, will be thrown by me... cough cough..."

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, but his will still maintained the power of Shadow Stitch. With his last will, Feng Mingyi firmly locked the blade that was soaring into the sky to the earth.

Thus, thanks to the heroic sacrifice of the Symphogear players, this jet-black mech, born of tyranny, finally had no more trump cards to play. And so, light, the light of tyranny, the light of gentleness, the light of gratitude.

Under the influence of Kohinata Mirai's longing, the most ferocious yet gentlest relic—the Divine Beast Mirror—was transformed, freely displaying all its unique characteristics.

The crimson light, unimpeded by the mirror that stretched across the sky, shone forth, shattering all creations of heretical technology, and illuminated the entire black armor. Everything vanished; the darkness was dispelled by the light, the protective barrier melted away by the magic, and the energy was completely annihilated.

However, life will not be extinguished, nor will it shatter all the magical light, but it will not have any impact on life itself.

Therefore, as long as she is exposed to this light, Lingyi can be completely disarmed and become a girl who, despite her mental issues, can ultimately receive treatment peacefully. That's how it should be.

"Why is it still there?"

As the light faded, a frantic Chris immediately looked toward the center.

Then, Wanfen Yueyi also suspected that Sijiu Sijiu had revealed the terrible truth to her.

Although the enormous, monstrous mech had already melted away.

However, the platinum-haired young woman standing in the center still held a black and red blade and wore that brutal black armor.

P.S. The intercom is finally back.

Chapter Sixty-Two: Second Speed

As a partner who had trained and fought together for a long time, Chris knew clearly the nature of the Divine Beast Mirror that Kohinata Mirai was wearing.

Therefore, she could understand Kohinata Mirai's thoughts.

The problem of missing clothes is actually quite simple to solve.

Mental illness is not an incurable disease. No matter how complex Lingyi's illness is, with modern diagnostic methods, there are ultimately ways to cure it.

However, this approach can only be effective if Lingyi herself is able to cooperate and let down her guard to accept psychological treatment.

And that is undoubtedly impossible.

Her innate distrust of others meant that as long as Lingyi still had a weapon to fight back, she would never cooperate with this treatment method that required her to let down her guard and relax completely.

Therefore, Kohinata Mirai's idea is to use the power of the Divine Beast Mirror to destroy all of Zero's weapons, including the Sky Blade, thereby disarming him.

Once all the defenses are removed, Lingyi, who has always been like a hedgehog rejecting all kindness, will have the possibility of receiving treatment and relaxing her tense state.

The rest, whether entrusted to those whom SONG trusts or to Chris, who is close to Zero, will allow Zero to be healed effectively.

If everything goes as planned, then perhaps such a tragic sacrifice will still have meaning.

"Why, why wasn't that complete relic destroyed? Why is the blade still in Zero's hands?"

"In that case, wouldn't all those sacrifices have been completely wasted?"

Chris couldn't help but express her incomprehension and disbelief.

She couldn't imagine what she could do to steer the situation back on the right track if that blade were still in Lingyi's hands.

..............

It's really scary.

Fear rose from the depths of my heart, overwhelming my consciousness, making it impossible to think of anything other than instinct.

Various memories of the past vividly resonate before my eyes, and the facts that terrify me replay in my mind again and again.

That was a scene of loss, a scene of losing something ever since we became conscious.

It was those unbearable losses that taught me a lesson.

Important things, precious friends, and all that is good should never be entrusted to others.

Others are absolutely unreliable and absolutely not trustworthy.

Everything must be protected by oneself; only oneself is trustworthy.

Therefore, one must never tolerate, never endure, a time without power.

If you lack power, if you find yourself in a terrible situation, who will protect you from those completely unknown crises and disasters that may occur at any time, in any place, or by any person?

We must never give up.

Such thoughts echoed in my mind, the fear of losing power was triggered countless times that I could hardly suppress ever since I became aware of my situation.

I can't think about anything else; I've completely lost all sense of reason.

The only thing left in my mind was the thought that I absolutely could not give up on getting out of this predicament.

Therefore, there are no taboos; as long as one can preserve one's own power, anything can be done and anything can be carried out.

【（G ? U ?/order】

Then, a response was received.

Just like long ago, it will surely respond to your desires.

[?…

Lost consciousness.

Because this is the only weapon that will never harm me.

It alone will absolutely follow its own decisions and act accordingly, and will absolutely bring its decisions to reality.

Even if this decision was not made rationally, I will never disobey it.

That's good, just leave everything to it...

A sense of weariness unconsciously arises in my mind.

So, we gave it all the permissions and gave it all the direction.

I'm so tired. How long has it been since I had a proper rest?

Consciousness was heavy, as if everything was irrelevant to me, and I had been completely detached from this world.

And so, indulge yourself and enter the most relaxed state.

And so, I don't know how much time passed.

[o]

Until something touched me and a sensation rippled through my nerves.

The feel is very familiar.

what is it then?

I can't remember.

A mind as heavy as lead is difficult to function.

My mind, like a rusty gear, is unwilling to move.

The feeling grew stronger, as if I were swaying my body with a certain determination.

With the determination to lift something as heavy as lead with a crane, or to lubricate something like a rusty gear and force it to run.

[!

An indescribable sensation surged violently in the deathly still ocean.

What does that feel like?

The warm liquid sprayed onto my body, like rain.

The soft body touching me felt as comfortable as a cotton doll.

However, what stimulated my senses the most was the soft, moist sensation coming from my lips, accompanied by a rusty, scarlet saltiness.

I don't understand what kind of complicated feeling this is.

I don't understand why I have this feeling.

Curiosity, and a hint of longing, emerged from the dead silence in my heart.

Just a little bit, a slight curiosity about what exactly happened.

And so, the still, mirror-like lake surface stretched out its tiny tendrils toward the vast sky.

Then, I opened my eyes and saw hell.

Lingyi couldn't understand why such a thing would happen.

Why did his own blade, Ling Qi, abandon her? 〤（』四）V Flow Reading-Yi, pierce the heart of Chris, who was naked.

Why does Chris have so many wounds on her body that are gushing blood?

And why are so many crimson crystals appearing on Chris's body?!

What exactly happened? What happened during the time I lost consciousness?

"Cough cough... Ha, finally awake, you rascal."

Looking at the shattered mask and the emotion no longer present in the previously lifeless eyes, Chris realized that her efforts had not been in vain.

Although the brilliance of the Divine Beast Mirror seemed to be blocked by the blade, the previous efforts to attack failed to harm the blade in the slightest.

However, everyone's efforts were not in vain. It seemed that due to insufficient energy, Lingyi in this state did not exhibit the overwhelming feeling that no number of people could stop.

Therefore, even if you are weak, even if you are alone, you can still achieve new success by stepping on the path paved with the bones of your companions.

They abandoned the ranged advantage of the magic bow and shifted all their efforts to close combat.

Chris isn't good at this kind of thing.

Fortunately, Zero, clad in black armor, fought without any skill, seemingly only unleashing violence, which allowed someone like Chris to get extremely close.

Although this close approach comes at a considerable cost, with each encounter carrying the feeling of being killed and brushing shoulders with death.

However, in the very end, Chris, who was wielding two pistols and engaging in close combat with her opponent who was holding a blade, still managed to touch her opponent's skin with her hands, at the cost of being pierced in the body, a feat she had never done before.

Then, with all her might, she used the simplest move, one that required no initial movement.

[Clothing-ripping shotgun]

The explosion of fragments temporarily halted Zero's movements; the high-speed fragments even shattered some of her defensive armor.

Finally, with all her armor gone and her body completely naked, she embraced Zero, stained with blood.

"Sorry... cough, for showing you such a useless person."

After realizing that Zero had regained consciousness, Chris felt all the tension in her body disappear, and she felt light and relaxed.

To be honest, before it actually happened, she had no idea whether her call would be effective; she simply acted out of a burning desire to avoid it all ending like this.

Fortunately, she succeeded in the end. She risked her life, exhausted all her potential, and stood on the foundation laid by her companions' efforts. She did it and brought Lingyi back to her senses.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't do it. Even if I risked my life and used all my strength to seek all kinds of power, this is all I could do."

Relaxing her mind and body, Chris touched the girl's cheek, as if trying to imprint this feeling in her heart, and softly revealed her true feelings.

She could sense that her time was running out. The corruption of the demonic bow had already spread throughout her body, and soon she would follow in her companions' footsteps.

Therefore, we must seize the last moments of this time.

"You're really amazing. No matter what, you can always handle everything perfectly. No matter how strong the obstacles are, they seem to be nothing in front of you."

So, Chris used her weak body to hold onto Zero, preventing her from breaking free, and began to say her last few words.