Sakura Emma, ​​I'm going to control you fiercely!

Emma's expression turned cold.

"I see you... are already courting death!"

As Emma finished speaking, Marg suddenly realized that she had disappeared from his sight.

[Silent Withering CG (Soul-based Skill): Instant Teleportation]

The next moment, Mag felt a sudden sense of crisis coming from behind!

What's going on? How did she get behind me?!

Marg didn't have time to investigate further. Relying on muscle memory from combat experience, she instinctively leaned forward, trying to dodge Emma Sakura's sword.

However, his bare shoulder still had a slight scratch.

Marg breathed a slight sigh of relief.

It's just a wound; as a magical girl, she's suffered countless injuries. It will probably heal in just two seconds.

But the situation developed in a way that completely exceeded her expectations:

It was an extremely tiny wound, yet it suddenly erupted with a pain as if flesh and blood were being torn apart!

In such pain, Mag's magical abilities faltered slightly, causing him to be a fraction of a second slower in dodging Emma's attacks.

So Emma exposed her.

The blood-stained sword pierced her lower abdomen, the scalding liquid on the blade penetrating deep into her abdomen as well, causing Marg to gasp in pain. Her previously composed face instantly contorted with agony.

As for Marg, she had already been taken by General Emma.

Emma witnessed this scene through "her own" eyes, and looked at the blood-stained sword in her hand with astonishment.

'This sword is amazing...it actually managed to drive the witch to this point!'

Moreover, the agile movements that the deity just made by controlling his body were quite remarkable, just like those of a gymnast.

Even though Emma had seen it long ago, she was still full of surprises.

Just kidding~

Little did they know, Marg revealed a meaningful smile.

Then, Emma suddenly noticed that thick purple-black mist was erupting from the wound where Marg had been stabbed by the blood sword.

The blood sword didn't even hit the target!

The mist surged out instantly, enveloping everything around Emma!

In the mist, Margaret chuckled softly.

"You don't actually think I'd be defeated so easily, do you? Hehehe~ Sakura Emma, ​​do you know what kind of expression you're making right now? Seriously..."

Marg, hidden in the purplish-black mist, observed Emma's expression.

"Really... expressionless." Marg said, a little disappointed. "Not tasty at all."

Hannah muttered to herself:

"A perverted witch..."

“Hey blonde over there, you’ll be next after I finish dealing with Sakura Emma.”

"Alas?!"

Hannah took two steps back.

However, I can't help but feel worried about Emma's situation.

Although the purplish-black mist did not spread to her area under Bebe's protection, Hannah was still worried that Emma might not have a way to break the deadlock.

Indeed, Emma is very powerful. But witches have bizarre and unpredictable abilities, and simply being "strong" is not enough to solve problems.

Emma felt something was slightly off about her body.

It seems there's a stinging sensation in my lungs...

'It hurts so much...'

Yang Wen noticed that the character had an additional status:

[Poisoning]

"Heh. Did you notice? This is poisonous fog. If you stay here, you'll get magic poisoning~"

"If you're in pain, why not scream or cry it out? Maybe that will reduce the amount of poison you're in?"

Marg's voice drifted out from the purplish-black mist.

Under Bebe's protection, Hannah thought to herself, "Terrible..."

I silently cheered Emma on.

Yang Wen then opened the panel properties of this fog.

【Diamond Dust: A full-screen AOE poison mist that forcibly reduces hit rate, but requires the user to concentrate.】

[Use a mental control spell on the caster to stop the fog.]

Mind control skills? Does Compassion Mode count?

Even with mind control, the enemy target cannot be found.

Yang Wen couldn't help but sigh: "The system is so weird, it's so annoying."

Then, he had a sudden thought... and a flash of inspiration struck him!

I silently opened the [Settings] button.

I found the [fog effect].

Although using [Settings] to crack the enemy's mechanics is utterly absurd, Yang Wen decided to try it as a last resort.

He turned the [fog effect] down to the lowest setting...

The image on the screen instantly became incredibly clear, even revealing the jagged edges of the textures.

Meanwhile, Emma was still searching for any possible trace of the witch in her field of vision, trying to find a way to help.

The next moment, she blinked and found that the thick fog in front of her had disappeared without a trace.

No, the fog has completely disappeared!

What surprised Emma even more was that no one else noticed this at all:

Hannah was still worrying about herself from afar.

Less than ten meters ahead, Baosheng Mag stood alone in the middle of the empty road.

She crossed her arms, her posture elegant, a cold smile on her face, and she would occasionally change her "standing" position.

Why can I see it now?

Emma didn't think much about such a silly question.

In any case, the "theory of circles" can explain everything about the gods.

At that moment, Emma sensed that the nature of the blood sword in her hand had changed.

If the original Blood Sword was a crimson radiance emanating an aura of slaughter, then now…

It's just... well...

Is there a hint of "pink" ambiguity?

Emma roughly guessed what the deity wanted to do.

The girl felt ashamed of what was about to happen, yet a strange, inexplicable anticipation also arose within her!

So Emma rushed straight toward Mag in the "mist".

Standing in the mist, Marg naturally saw the sudden appearance of Sakura Emma.

She had initially thought it was a desperate struggle by Sakura Emma.

Then, she suddenly realized: Emma Sakura was actually heading straight for her!

"...How did this guy find out?!"

While she found it unbelievable, she certainly didn't forget to dodge.

Marg estimated the length of the Blood Sword to be about 1.2 meters.

This short-range weapon was enough for her to leap out of the attack range in a few bounds.

However, in the blink of an eye—

The sword, which should have been a normal length, turned into a slender sword!

The rapier completely abandoned cutting and focused on thrusting, but its length reached an astonishing two meters!

"Oops……!"

As Marg was secretly alarmed, Emma Sakura disappeared from her sight for the second time.

Out of the corner of my eye, a long, sharp sword gleaming with blood suddenly thrust towards me!

You can dodge it! But... it will still cause a small wound.

Marg recalled the pain of being hit by that weapon...

Although it's troublesome, it's not so difficult to deal with if you prepare yourself mentally beforehand.

Wow!

The slender, blood-red sword grazed Mag's waist at an incredible angle, tearing through the fabric of his kimono and piercing his skin.

It clearly hit, but there's no visible wound.

"Heh~ It seems your Blood Sword... isn't sharp anymore?"

Just as Mag was about to mock this weak attack, her voice suddenly caught in her throat as if she had been choked.

That feeling... wasn't pain, but a tingling sensation she had never experienced before!

Instead of bleeding, the wound felt like it had been struck by a scalding electric current.

The electric current spread like wildfire throughout her body, rushing straight to her brain.

"What... what is this... such an outrageous and shameless attack?!"

Marg's eyes welled up with tears, and she staggered forward uncontrollably.

"Gurgle...woo..."

Involuntarily, Marg let out a muffled groan, the sound of which was distorted with pain.

Even his knees involuntarily bent slightly downwards.

Volume 1: Chapter 64 I'm using a meditation mudra

Hannah Tono's feelings at this moment could be described as "up and down".

First, a witch named Margot appeared and tried to attack her, but Emma saved her.

After that, the two sides began to fight.

Marg even used that unpredictable purplish-black poisonous mist in an attempt to drag Emma into defeat.

However, Emma soon saw through Margot's disguise and found the witch in the mist at a glance, hitting her with a single sword strike.

Upon seeing this, Hannah initially breathed a huge sigh of relief.

She even felt that perhaps this sudden disaster tonight would be ended cleanly and decisively by Emma.

But who knew...

The witch's condition then began to look somewhat off.

"Hahaha……"

Marge didn't even care about her composure at this moment, leaning against the wall panting heavily, her hand covering her lower abdomen.

It was as if a heat wave was rising there, causing a warm, misty blush to rise on her face.

As for the surrounding purplish-black poisonous fog...

It then turned into a completely harmless pink mist.