Pray and become a magical girl

Chapter 97 96 ~ Zhou Changqing is back online

"Xinggong, Andrew is dead." The blond boy in front of him had a very dim look in his eyes, completely lacking his usual spirit. Moreover, he violated the rules he set and called out his comrade's real name.

Of course Cheng Yiran would not believe what Arthur said, but his look pushed her in that impossible direction.

Cheng Yiran forced a smile and said, "How is it possible? How could that wretched elf die so easily? Besides, he is the best at escaping."

Arthur pursed his lips. He hoped so much that this was not true, but when the headless corpse was placed in front of him, he had to believe it.

"It's true. Andrew single-handedly delayed five apocalyptic beasts in order to protect the investigation team."

No matter how unbelievable it was for Cheng Yiran, when he looked into those lifeless blue eyes, a truth lay before him - Natural Wind, Andrew Manoligi was really sacrificed.

The girl seemed to have all her strength drained away, and could only lean on the table next to her to steady herself.

Although she had always used "Come on, you lame~" to evaluate the elf, she also knew that Arthur's intuition would not be wrong. The thirteen of them were the strongest heroes in the world.

Everyone can see that Natural Wind and Xinggong don't get along, but they are both clear about their relationship. There is no doubt that they are just bad friends who will quarrel with each other.

And now the guy who would argue with him has disappeared.

In this disaster, it's not that S-level heroes will not die, and this is even more true for heroes below S-level.

Cheng Yiran asked with some difficulty, "Where is that guy's bow?"

Arthur's face turned even paler. He expected that he would ask the same question again. He knew this girl very well. If he let her know the truth, she would go there without hesitation.

But when he heard the news, how could he not have the same feeling?

Arthur took a deep breath and replied, "I didn't take it back. You know that the relics left behind by the dead will attract monsters. Andrew was the only one on the battlefield at that time, so his bow was eaten by them."

Cheng Yiran raised her head, her soft eyes were a little red. Today was Scorpio, a water sign, so it was probably because of this reason.

"How long ago did this happen?"

"Twenty minutes ago, at the next battlefield we are heading to. The apocalyptic beasts move very slowly, so we should still be able to make it. I will gather everyone and we will go together."

Cheng Yiran nodded, but she also said, "Well. I'll go first."

"Wait, Xinggong..." Before Arthur could finish his words, Cheng Yiran re-entered the transformation state and turned into a blue stream of light in the sky.

Andrew had already sacrificed himself, and he didn't want any more team members to die.

While running quickly in the camp, shouting loudly.

The other ten people felt as heavy and sad as they did. After a year of living together day and night, they had already regarded each other as close comrades-in-arms.

The S-class heroes marched like a forced army and found traces of Cheng Yiran's fight with the monster in just two minutes.

Going a little further, they saw a dark blue girl standing in a black swamp.

Although he was just one step ahead, Cheng had already dealt with these five apocalyptic-level beasts.

However, she did not break their cores immediately. Instead, she adopted what she believed to be a torture method, using Scorpio's corrosive poison to corrode the flesh of the monsters bit by bit, destroying their cores bit by bit.

I heard footsteps behind me. All my teammates came. They have a conscience.

Cheng Yiran was holding an emerald green longbow, which was very gorgeous and very much in line with the characteristics of that guy Andrew.

The Scorpio form is synonymous with elegance and nobility, but Xinggong is now described as a little beggar wandering on the street. One shoulder strap of the magical girl's puffy skirt has broken, and the girl's upper right hemisphere can almost be seen.

The dark blue was stained, making it even darker.

The white pantyhose was also full of holes, with bright red flowing through them.

This completely overturned the other S-class heroes' understanding of Cheng Yiran. They clearly remembered that she hated to be damaged in battle, so she would use one-fifth of her magic power to offset the damage she received in battle.

And now Xinggong has adopted a strategy of trading injuries for injuries. There is no doubt that this is the most effective method, but the S-class heroes still cannot imagine how she managed to kill five apocalyptic-level beasts in such a short time.

"Arthur, look, I got Andrew's belongings back."

"Xiao Yiran, your hand..." Alice suddenly said with some heartache.

Cheng Yiran only then noticed the abnormality in his hand. He lowered his head and shook his head indifferently, saying, "It's nothing."

The longbow was not only green, but also had the black color of the strange beasts. Without breaking the core, their tentacles would not dissipate.

Not only that, the remaining tentacles were still corroding the girl's hands, and blood was dripping...

After the recollection ended, Cheng Yiran let out a long breath. That was his first contact with the holy relic.

In that space of consciousness she and Andrew had their last quarrel.

Looking at the girl's trembling eyes, the usually suave elf prince also raised a mocking smile at that time.

"Come on, you suck~"

“…So you’re very useful?”

"I'm super brave, okay?"

Such a thing has happened before, and even though Cheng might never have met those heroes in their lifetime, he still didn't want their wills to be contaminated.

"Andrew, please call Zhou Changqing for me."

For such a small matter, the elf on the phone immediately complained, saying, "This kind of small matter of moving your fingers should not happen again, and you should be grateful."

Cheng Haoran took off his hairpin and smiled.

The call was quickly connected, and the young man on the other end spoke in a strong voice, "Cheng Haoran? How come it took you so long to get back to us? I thought you were dead."

"...I'm not going to die. When I really die one day, remember to offer my tablet in your ancestral hall."

"Get lost." Zhou Changqing cursed, and then asked, "By the way, what have you been doing these days?"

"I went to the capital, and it was forbidden to bring in the association's communication equipment."

Of course this is a lie, but my childhood friend is not very interested in super powers and heroes, so he probably won't go to the association.

"Oh, is that so? Then why did you call this time?"

Cheng Haoran returned to the desktop of his mobile phone, watched the elf on it make an international hand gesture to him, and then retreated away from the screen.

"Old Zhou, are you interested in going on a business trip?"

(End of this chapter)