Horse Girl, Your Friend is Fighting Her Way Out of the Horse Racing Track

"The outsider is a hero of the desert! This champion of the Blue Leaf Award has finally shown her true colors. She has climbed all the way up from sixth place and is now among the top contenders!"

"On the inner side, the new universe firmly guarded the innermost path. Although covered in mud, her steps remained steady! This is the running style of the 'wise one'; she is waiting for the final opportunity!"

"Meanwhile, the leading Sakura student council president is giving it her all right now, her pink winning outfit standing out starkly against the mud! She wants to hold onto this position."

The commentator paused, seemingly to confirm something.

"The three horse girls are almost neck and neck! This is an evenly matched duel!"

"350 meters to the finish line—"

"and many more!"

The commentator's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"A black figure rushed out from the herd of horses from behind!"

"It's poetry and wine! The dark meteor is still chasing! She was just overtaken by several horse girls, and everyone thought she had reached her limit, but—a miraculous last step!"

"The Demon King from the beginning of the year has been resurrected on the field!"

The commentator sounded somewhat surprised.

"Poetry and wine are catching up from behind at an astonishing speed! Ace, King of Kings, Lincoln—those horse girls who just overtook her are now being overtaken by her one by one!"

"Her running style looks a bit unsteady, but her speed is constantly increasing!"

"300 meters to the finish line! The four female horses have formed the leading group!"

"This will be a free-for-all! The winner of the Japanese derby will be one of these four!"

The entire stands erupted in chaos.

"Desert heroes! Desert heroes!!"

"Go New Universe!!"

"President Sakura can't lose!!"

Countless sounds intertwined, creating a deafening sound wave.

On the field.

The sounds of breathing and heartbeats mingled together.

Sakura, the student council president, had already surpassed all the exhausted horse girls ahead of her, her pink figure darting like an arrow along the final straight line.

All that remained in her vision was the finish line.

Sweat slid down his cheeks, mixing with mud and dripping onto the grass.

'Just a little bit more...'

'Hold on a little longer...'

The cherry blossoms are still in bloom.

Her thigh muscles were screaming, but she ignored the soreness and continued to squeeze every last bit of strength out of her body.

Unfortunately, following up with poetry and wine had already drained her energy, preventing her from fully blossoming.

Just then—

"?!"

A terrifying aura surged from behind like a tsunami.

Dark Meteor: Chapter 243 The End

Sakura's breath hitched; the intense pressure almost made her heart stop for a moment.

Who is it? Abundant?

Sakura, the student council president, instinctively wanted to turn around, but the inertia of her body prevented her from doing so.

Then--

A black shadow, like a solar eclipse, suddenly covered the sunlight beside President Sakura.

Yu Guangzhong, the president of the Sakura Association, captured a breathtaking color.

It is black.

Black, exuding a suffocating aura of brutality.

"Varied--"

The Sakura student council president's pupils shrank instantly.

She was not given any time to react.

Accompanied by the sound of the wind, that figure unreasonably forced its way into her field of vision.

A mud-covered horseshoe slammed heavily onto the grass beside her.

The force of that kick was astonishing; the grass was completely torn apart.

The mud splashed onto the pink victory outfit that Sakura President was so proud of, and even splattered onto her astonished face.

Time seemed to stretch out indefinitely.

The Sakura student council president turned her head to the side.

At a distance where she could hear the mournful cries of the other person's bones, she made out their face.

This was not the poetry and wine she was familiar with.

The image of the cold, almost expressionless Satsuki Shō, the overlord, had vanished at this moment.

All the Sakura student council president could see was a face with blood trickling from the corner of its mouth and a chillingly blank expression.

His clear, dark eyes were unfocused at that moment, as if he had lost consciousness.

'How...is that possible?'

For a moment, Sakura's mind went blank.

'A suicidal variation in the mid-game... by the fourth turn, it was already teetering on the brink of collapse, barely able to keep up with the road!'

'Why?'

'Why can such a terrifying speed still exist in a body that should already be beyond repair?!'

They didn't even give her time to feel despair.

A black storm, carrying a terrifying aura of bloodlust and madness, relentlessly swept past her.

The cherry blossoms, which the president was desperately trying to maintain in their "blooming," withered and died instantly in the face of this tyrannical black torrent.

"Ugh..."

The Sakura student council president's breathing became erratic.

With a momentary lapse in concentration, the pent-up fatigue in my body erupted like a flood bursting its banks, and my legs instantly felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

[Shock]

Swept up by the black torrent, Sakura, the student council president, has lost her qualification to challenge the Demon King.

She could only watch helplessly as the black-clad figure, exuding arrogance, left her completely behind and lunged towards the figure in front of him.

"Poetry and wine!! It's poetry and wine!!"

The commentator's voice was completely shaky, and he screamed with immense excitement.

"She caught up! She devoured Sakura Student Council President!!"

"An unbelievable double-stage acceleration! What a terrifying obsession!!"

"The brilliance of the black meteor is not over yet! She is still racing!"

……

After shaking off President Sakura, there was one less obstacle in my field of vision.

But the body that has been inhabited by poetry and wine has lost even the ability to feel pain.

The pain is no longer an endless wail.

Only that deformed heart.

There was still a booming sound inside the black-haired girl's chest.

After the painkiller wore off, it began to have a severe and recurring backlash.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

'Not enough...'

The horizon, blurred by bloodshot eyes.

The inner path is a new universe that continues to traverse the sea of ​​stars even when covered in mud.

The heretic is a desert hero wielding a hero's sword and striding forward.

The two figures remained firmly blocked in front of them, like two insurmountable mountains.

The sky grew increasingly gloomy, and a damp mist seemed to have appeared over the field for the Japanese derby.

Poetry and wine require no thought.

She doesn't need any tactics now.

She was simply following her instincts, which were ingrained in her very being.

Chase after them.

Biting down on the throat.

Tear it apart.

She lowered her head slightly, lowering her body to an extremely dangerous angle, making her look like a black swift flying close to the ground.

We've reached the 300-meter mark.

The final battle to the death has begun.

A new universe is operating intricately within the inner passages of the grassland.

Although the mud increased resistance, her planned shortest path saved her a lot of energy to use on her last step.

The desert hero is galloping freely along the outer path just like everyone else.

The two were almost neck and neck, neither giving way to the other.

The powerful forces collided in the air, creating turbulent currents that scattered in all directions.

Just then.

Their ears twitched simultaneously.

[Shock]

An invisible, cold, sticky, blood-smelling hand reached out from behind between the two women and grabbed them tightly.

"...!"

What is it?!

A hint of panic appeared in the blue eyes of the new universe.

"Logic Error"

The desert hero's fingers, which were pushing up his glasses, froze for a moment.

A flicker of horror flashed in his eyes behind the glasses.

'That demon king... hasn't fallen yet?'

'How could he still be so powerful in that state?'

The two subconsciously glanced behind them out of the corner of their eyes.

It happened right between the two people's lines of sight.

The demons that have crawled out from the deepest part of hell are rushing in with the momentum of burning all their opponents and themselves to ashes.