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

The fog was no longer as cold, dangerous, and murderous as it had been before.

Instead, it seemed to have been rewritten by some strange magic, becoming sweet, soft, and even carrying a subtle emotional fluctuation that was hard to describe.

Hannah even detected a slightly ambiguous and strange scent from the pink mist.

It was like the air backstage, a mixture of perfume, sweat, tension, and heat.

Hannah blushed a little when she thought about this.

She didn't know why she was blushing.

But the sight of Marg in such a disheveled and indignant state made the atmosphere of the battle start to veer off in a strange direction.

"What...what did you do to me?!"

Margaret barely managed to stand up, glaring at Emma with eyes full of shame and indignation.

"Using such underhanded methods... do you even deserve to be called a magical girl?!"

Hannah: "..."

Hannah didn't know how to describe her feelings at that moment when a witch said such things to a magical girl.

She recalled that her predicament during the last time she played the piano was very similar to that of the witch.

That inexplicable surge of emotion, the disruption of my thoughts, the feeling that makes it impossible to maintain a normal demeanor...

As a result, Hannah's face also turned hot.

[Hannah, Mag... 8 units of pink filth detected]

Yang Wen transformed the rapier back into a more comfortable longsword.

I sent an emoji, which made Emma sneer.

"If you can't stand it, you can calm down here."

Emma didn't understand at all: 'Calm down? What do you mean?'

Hannah lowered her head, not daring to speak.

Marg, who looked slightly more mature, naturally sensed the extremely malicious mockery in Emma's words.

"you……!"

Her face flushed even more.

Then, Marg noticed that she had fallen into Sakura Emma's rhythm and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

She managed to maintain her outward elegance and rose from the wall.

"Heh. Although I don't know what methods you used, I'll have to use some real skills too—"

"There's a second phase? Then we can't afford to be careless."

Emma Sakura didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and for the third time used a teleportation-like technique to rush straight towards Mag.

Marg felt her blood pressure fluctuating suddenly.

However, in terms of her actions, she met Emma Sakura's blood sword head-on without hesitation.

wow——

The scarlet slash transformed into a blood-red fan shape, splitting her body in two!

"Yeah..."

Where had Hannah ever seen such a bloody scene?

Quickly cover your eyes.

Emma forced herself to stare at the scene.

This is the training one must undergo in order to become a partner of the gods in the future.

How can someone who's afraid of blood save a magical girl?

But both Yang Wen and Emma suddenly noticed:

Upon impact, not a drop of blood was drawn, but instead, mist gushed from the severed upper and lower halves of Mag's body, filling the missing parts.

Thus, what appeared before him and her were two Marges.

"Ha ha……"

Just as the two Marges were about to make a few sarcastic remarks, they saw that Emma had stopped hitting them.

The slime from an RPG!

Yang Wen has seen it all before.

Before finding the main body or core mechanism of this kind of monster, the more you fight it, the more there will be, so it's best not to fight it.

He simply treated this part as a cutscene.

"...Can't you just let me have my way just this once?"

Marge smiled slightly, but her eyes and brows were full of displeasure.

According to her envisioned plot, Emma should have kept slashing at her, but instead, Margot was attacked more and more, until finally Emma broke down and exclaimed in disbelief, "How is this possible? Why are there more and more?! What should I do?!"

Meanwhile, Margot, in his clone, watched Emma's wonderfully flustered state as if she were a monkey in a zoo.

But Emma simply stood still and watched her performance.

He had an attitude of "I'm watching the show, you can do whatever you want."

The positions have clearly been reversed:

Marge became a "zoo monkey".

Emma's gaze made Marge clench her fists.

"As expected... you really aren't cute at all!"

"Sakura Emma is the cutest in the world."

The shamelessness of the person who played the female character.

Emma: '...Don't praise me like this all the time!'

The two Marges simply ignored her words and placed their hands on their heads—

Like tearing a piece of paper, each person tears themselves in half.

Thus, two becomes four, and four becomes eight—

There were eight clones in total, surrounding Emma.

Even so, Marg still seemed unsure, so she applied a blurring effect to the eight bodies, making Emma unable to discern their original appearance or details.

At first glance, the eight Mages appear to emerge from the same blurry silhouette.

The differences in movement, aura, smile, and magical fluctuations were all smoothed out by that ethereal effect.

Margot learned her lesson this time and didn't give Emma another chance to upset her.

With a wave of the hand, one can see dazzling, crystalline purple minerals.

The eight bodies simultaneously launched over a hundred gems, which, with a purple glow, shot rapidly toward Emma!

thumping!

But it crashed into a thin pink protective shield.

The gem missed its target, but it did not disappear.

After several bounces through the air and walls, it crashed onto the protective shield again.

Thus, hundreds of gems, centered on Emma Sakura, formed an impenetrable catapult net along the roads of the residential area.

click!

The protective shield showed signs of cracking.

Marg's eight bodies smiled in unison.

Emma grew increasingly anxious.

'At this rate... the shield won't last more than 30 seconds!'

With her current field of vision, she could see that the clones were completely indistinguishable in the blurred effect!

But it was "oneself" who spoke at this moment.

"Have you finished splitting into two?"

She glanced around at her eight clones.

"Then it's my turn to play."

Based on Yang Wen's experience.

This "the more you fight, the more clones you have" approach can be countered by either attacking weaknesses or waiting for the splitting process to end.

Yang Wen was unaware of the weakness, so he chose the latter.

It now seems that the splitting of the eight clones is the limit.

To break this clone, you simply need to find the original body within the clone.

Having devised a solution, Yang Wen typed in the dialog box...

Then, in Emma's mind, the deity controlled himself and uttered a word that was completely incomprehensible:

"Zen, Samadhi, and Mudra".

Yang Wen clicked on "Turn off automatic mode".

This skill was also recorded in his childhood story, "Armor Hero".

The whole world was deathly silent.

The sinister grin on Marg's face, the purple gem whistling through the air, and even the fallen leaves swept up by the night wind were all frozen in that instant.

A purple gem even hovered less than half a finger's width away from the shield.

The shattered pink light film, like solidified glass patterns, remained suspended in mid-air.

Emma found herself unable to move either.

But she could clearly sense that the god's gaze was sweeping back and forth across the frozen space-time.

Just as Emma was wondering what He was going to do, she heard a voice:

"In short, turn off the blurring effect, just like turning off the fog."

Turn it off?

As Emma silently grumbled over the word, she suddenly realized:

The ethereal effect on Mag's body disappeared, and the clones' bodies solidified completely.

Emma pondered what the deity meant by "turn it off".

She guessed that perhaps the Law of Cycles had the same authority in this world.

Just like the "Meditation Mudra" that the deity just used with the "Time Authority"?

I see……

Emma understood.

Yang Wen, meanwhile, was observing the several BOSS clones in the [Game Paused] window.

I thought it would be very difficult.

But he actually...

It was easy to tell the difference between real and fake at a glance.

The model of the main body is very exquisite.

The details of facial expressions, the folds of clothing, the flow of magic, and the shame, anger, and murderous intent in the eyes are all rendered with remarkable realism.

As for the modeling of the clone, well, that's a long story.