Is this okay?

After a brief silence, Yukari Yakumo hung up the phone, surprising everyone present. Then, Homura Akemi's phone rang.

Beep.

Homura Akemi answered the phone; it was Yukari Yakumo.

"Xiao Yan, I have some news for you."

"You said."

“Amo is impersonating you to do bad things outside.”

"I know……"

"Huh? You actually knew?"

"He's right in front of me."

"..."

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Holding the phone, Yukari Yakumo felt incredulous, filled with a sense of bewilderment and confusion.

"What's going on?" she asked in surprise.

"Nothing's wrong. I don't know what got into him, but he suddenly called you."

"Um... should I come over and take a look?"

"It's up to you."

"Okay, I'll be right there. I'm really curious."

Beep.

Yukari Yakumo hung up the phone and decided to go to the scene herself to see what was going on.

Upon hearing this, Leng Mo couldn't help but smile, exuding confidence and arrogance. Like a resurrected Abu Dudu, he drew a cross in the air and stood stylishly on the ground.

YES! Wells Good!

Got it!

Hahahahahaha!

In terms of strategy, I, Sir Gil Cord, am superior!

The next second, Yukari Yakumo emerged from the gap that appeared to the side, looking left and right with a curious expression. After seeing Homura Akemi and Leng Mo, she then saw Machima.

His face was full of confusion; he had no idea what had happened.

Finally, looking at Leng Mo curiously, he asked, "Ah Mo, what just happened?"

In the blink of an eye, Leng Mo's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he saw Yakumo Yukari appear. He pointed at Yakumo Yukari and shouted.

"Zawarudo! Time, stop! Because you are more beautiful than anyone else!"

The next second, ignoring the time stop, Homura Akemi saw Leng Mo walk around behind Yukari Yakumo, support her body, and face Machima.

At the same time, time began to flow, and Yakumo Yukari, who had recovered, was placed in front of Machima by Leng Mo with a bewildered expression.

"What's going on?!" she exclaimed in surprise.

Leng Mo, who was holding her back, shouted arrogantly at Machima: "Machima! Now I'm invincible! What can you do against me! Surrender! Otherwise, I'll show you what it means to be invincible, Yakumo Yukari!"

"Damn it! You bastard, you tricked me!" Yakumo Yukari immediately cursed after realizing what had happened. Only Leng Mo would do something so ridiculous.

That being said, Machima has absolutely no will to fight in the current situation.

After all, the atmosphere of battle has disappeared in this situation.

Moreover, the current goal is to die at the hands of Leng Mo and the others, but it seems unlikely now; there's no way he could just go and deliver himself into this mess.

Because she had signed a contract with Japan, in exchange for her resurrection, every time she died, one person in Japan would die.

So she is immortal unless all of Japan is wiped out and then she is killed.

Only in this way can one be truly killed, and then return to hell to fight in hell.

In the end, she didn't die.

At this moment, Leng Mo frowned upon seeing that Machima had no intention of fighting, his heart filled with resentment.

We must find a way to launch Old Lady Purple!

He was filled with a firm resolve to carry out his plan. He held Yakumo Yukari tightly with both hands, not giving her any chance to break free, his eyes fixed on the front, on Machima.

So the question is, how can we launch Yakumo Yukari? The answer is inevitably battle. Once there's battle, everything else will fall into place.

However, this battle...

Leng Mo's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said in a deep voice, "Xiao Yan, Machima is beyond saving. No matter how you try to stop me, I won't let her go. I've decided to kill her!"

Upon hearing this, Homura Akemi's expression changed drastically. She stared wide-eyed at Leng Mo and said in a very certain voice:

"Please begin your performance."

"???"

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His sac was so large! He actually saw right through it!

Leng Mo was completely bewildered on the spot, feeling indescribably uncomfortable in this situation.

But now there's no time to hesitate!

That wretched little flame! She saw through my scheme so easily!

But it doesn't matter! As long as... as long as I launch Old Lady Purple, that will be my victory!

What Machima, what Demon Domination, those are all worthless things! I will not give up because of such things. From beginning to end, my goal has only been one thing!

That is to launch the Purple Granny, just like the kicking old lady!

Only in this way can I quell the hatred in my heart!

In a flash, Leng Mo's eyes gleamed, and he grabbed Yakumo Yukari instead of blocking her, unleashing a ferocious roar at Machima in front of him with the most standard move.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me! Sinai! Machima!!"

Ultimate Technique! The Purple Old Woman's Spinning Thrust!

One gram——!

Swish!

He threw it out! He threw Yakumo Yukari out! He threw her towards Machima!

"R——N——M——!"

Yukari Yakumo, who was thrown out, had no time to react and didn't even have a chance to resist before she charged forward with a spinning thrust.

In the air, she spun, her eyes closed, she could not escape.

Machima, on the other side, looked surprised when she saw this. She was surprised that Leng Mo had used such a common attack, which was not enough to kill her.

She even reminded Leng Mo, "This kind of attack won't kill me."

Upon hearing this, Leng Mo replied affirmatively, "Heh, that's not necessarily true!"

Machima exclaimed in surprise, "What!? Is there something I don't know about?" Leng Mo replied confidently, "Who knows?"

Boom!

The next second, Yukari Yakumo slammed into Machima, the force sending her flying. She crashed to the ground, tumbling twice, her pristine white shirt now stained with dust. She sat up again, coughing violently twice.

"Cough cough!" He covered his mouth with his hand while coughing, his face turning red from holding it in. When he lowered his hand, there were already bloody marks on his palm.

She was injured, but not fatally.

Looking up at the road ahead, she stared at Leng Mo with a strange expression and said, "You weren't taking it seriously at all." Leng Mo laughed wildly, "Isn't that obvious? Hahahaha! You think my target is you? Don't be so naive!"

As he spoke, Leng Mo's eyes gleamed, "My goal has always been the same! That is to launch Yakumo Yukari! Mmmmmm! This unforgettable feeling of launching is so reassuring, it's the ultimate high-energy experience! Hahahaha!"

Machima was speechless and turned to look at Yakumo Yukari.

She turned her head and saw that Yukari Yakumo had crashed into the warehouse wall, her upper body passing through the wall and stuck to it with her buttocks facing outwards.

This is the legendary phrase, "hitting someone is like hanging a painting."

Yukari Yakumo: "Leng Mo! You damn immortal!"

Homura Akemi smiled and sighed, her feelings complicated, and had nothing to say about it.

At this moment, Leng Mo stopped his satisfied reverie, pointed at Machima in front of him, and said with a hint of sadness, "Machima! Yakumo Yukari's sacrifice will not be in vain! Her sacrifice has created the sorrow in my heart, and I will kill you!"

Yakumo Yukari: “…”

Xiao Meiyan: "..."

Machima smiled and dragged herself to her feet, one arm hanging down. The impact hadn't killed her, but it had broken her bones. Her body slowly healed after she got up.

She smiled and said, "Are you finally going to get serious?"

Leng Mo clenched his fists in grief, closed his eyes, and contemplated the emotions he felt at that moment—a feeling that ranged from joy to sorrow.

He understood the sadness that Yukari Yakumo had brought, and the tension in his heart finally subsided.

The sense of security that comes from eliminating one's own people is truly reassuring.

Alright! The real battle can begin!

Suddenly opening his eyes, Leng Mo was filled with awareness, and his gaze ahead became firm.

He wanted to kill Machima in one blow and eliminate her in one fell swoop!

Leng Mo stared at Machima coldly and said, "Machima, you only have one chance. I'm going to finish you off in one move. You'll die then. Do you have any last words?"

Machima paused. "Your last words?" She lowered her head, thought for a moment, frowned slightly, and then looked up and said, "I hope to have many friends in my next life."

Leng Mo said, "I did receive your last words!"

He moved, charging towards Machima at great speed, but within Machima's reaction time. He sped across the ground like a running Iori Yagami, full of madness and berserk energy, yet his upper body remained remarkably steady.

Then his foot slipped, and he did a split right in front of Machima.

Machima: "..."

Xiao Meiyan: "..."

Suddenly, Leng Mo's eyes flashed with a sharp light: "Now! White Snake! Take her disc!"

White Snake: "I can't even tell if you did the splits on purpose or if you really slipped and did it..."

In an instant, the white snake flew off Leng Mo's body and reached out its palm towards Machima. Because the situation was so drastic, it was completely bewildering and caught everyone off guard. Machima had no defenses or preparations whatsoever, and was thus touched on the head by the suddenly appearing white snake.

When she came to her senses, she belatedly took two steps back, looking at her hands strangely and feeling that something was wrong.

Machima looked up at Leng Mo and asked, "What did you do to me?"

The next second, Machima felt something being pulled out of her head; she couldn't see it, but she could feel it.

There are three discs.

Seeing this, Leng Mo, who was doing the splits on the ground, revealed a victorious smile: "Yosh! Victory is mine!"

Chapter 599 Homura Akemi: "Get out!"

Although Leng Mo's plan was successful, his victorious shouts were spirited, and one could even feel the joy of victory just by listening to them. However, his splits posture didn't look like a victory at all, and it even felt like he was trying to salvage a mistake.

It's subtly absurd.

Although the atmosphere was strange, Machima, who had been hit by the white snake, didn't seem to care much about it.

Because she now felt that the situation in front of her was full of unbelievable things, and the three discs that appeared on her face constantly reminded her that something was wrong.

They didn't even dare to touch it with their hands, as if touching it would mean the end for good.

So she dared not move, and could only stare at Leng Mo in disbelief, asking, "What did you do to me?"

However, Leng Mo did not answer; instead, the white snake floating beside her answered.

He swiftly pulled the disc from Machima's head, then said blankly, "Your discs, I'm taking them." He floated to Leng Mo, who had just been standing proudly with his hands on his hips, and handed him the three discs, saying:

"We've succeeded, what's next?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Mo raised his hand to take the disc, held it in one hand, and unfolded it to take a look.