Yes, I did all of this!

Hejia's body transformed into a brownish-red shadow and suddenly pounced on the magical girl who had fallen to the ground.

Pfft!

—The sound of a body being pierced rang out, but it wasn't the magical girl's body that appeared before Hejia. Instead, there was Huangyi with a resolute yet pained expression.

At this moment, Huangyi used her body to catch Hejia's arm blade, which pierced her abdomen, and blood gushed out.

She gripped the arm blade tightly to prevent He Jia from slipping away, and with her other hand, she gripped the katana and slashed at him.

The blade, glowing with purple light, sliced ​​through the armor of the crimson armor, leaving a noticeable wound on his shoulder.

"Uh—what? This speed..."

His body detached abruptly due to the pain, and Huang Yi's body went limp, causing him to kneel on the ground.

Hejia looked surprised, astonished by the speed at which Huangyi had suddenly burst forth.

Seeing the translucent blood flowing down his shoulder, his face quickly contorted with a look of humiliated anger:

"...A foolish counterattack!"

Hejia took a deep breath, his arm blade popped out, and he strode towards Huangyi, who was kneeling on the ground clutching her bleeding abdomen.

Not everyone... is as selfish as you!

Huangyi gritted his teeth and shielded the magical girl behind him.

Just as Shinmaine had told her, Yuzhi's heart was more sensitive than anyone else's, and that's why she needed the help of companions.

It is precisely because he has been helped and protected that Huangyi fights to protect others.

Perhaps Huangyi could ask Xi Ri to use her Black Flame form, in which she should be able to hold off the two of them, allowing her to go to the cruise ship alone for the rescue.

But Huangyi just can't do it... Even if it's only activated briefly and consumes a little life force.

This time, to save others, my comrades will make sacrifices, and next time it will surely come with an even greater price, until every battle is accompanied by sacrifice, until sacrifice becomes commonplace—until there is nothing left to sacrifice.

"I don't want this to happen..."

Huangyi gripped the katana with difficulty, looking at Hejia standing in front of him, as if speaking to himself.

"The truth is cruel. The only thing you can do now is to be killed by me in front of everyone! Naïve magical girl!"

Hejia sneered, raised his hand, and without any hesitation, swiftly stabbed towards her neck.

If a vital point is struck, even a magical girl with superhuman physical abilities would have no chance of survival.

Seeing this, Huang Yi's eyes showed struggle and perseverance.

It's not about whether you can do it, but whether you want to do it.

Huangyi said to himself in his heart, and then closed his eyes.

—Right? ... Cangyi!

"That's right, be prepared, stay in sync with me, now is the time! Radiant Wing."

A voice rang in Huangyi's mind, followed by a thunderous roar that spread from her body.

Boom!

White lightning surged into the exhausted Huangyi's body, and her body suddenly shuddered, regaining endless strength in her withered body.

"what!"

Hejia stared in disbelief at the pale lightning bolt and at Huangyi, who could block his arm blade even with his eyes closed.

Huang Yi opened his eyes at this moment, a look of surprise in them.

"This is..."

Looking at the armored figure before him, Huang Yi had a sudden thought. A flash of lightning appeared, and he used his katana to sever the armored figure's arm blade.

Unable to believe what was happening, but after his arm blade was severed, he instinctively distanced himself from her before being cut by the katana, looking at Huangyi with suspicion and uncertainty.

Huangyi also put down his katana and looked at his hands.

White arcs of electricity crackled around her body, and a powerful force, completely different from before, surfaced in her senses.

She looked at her wrist and said softly, "Is it you, Cangyi?"

"I've always been in here." Cangyi's calm voice rang out, his familiar, indifferent tone tinged with a hint of gentleness:

“But I don’t belong to this world, which is why I’ve been dormant for so long. I could have been revived when the door opened, but the conditions weren’t right. Only now, with your emotions erupting, can I seize the opportunity to communicate with you.”

"Yeah......"

Although the conditions are unclear, this situation is not bad for either her or Cangyi, and that is enough.

Welcome back.

"—No need for further reminiscing. Grip your knife tightly; it's time to fight back."

Hearing Cangyi's voice, Huangyi took a deep breath, raised his katana, and pointed it at Hejia.

Chapter 232: The Still World

"—This lightning..."

On Lingyin's side, although he was blown away by the wind to a distance, Duanmu Mo landed on the ground unharmed and turned to look in that direction.

"The aura of Cangyi, huh? I didn't expect it to appear at this time."

He said in a low voice, then suddenly leaped up, dodging Lingyin's attack.

"What's wrong, Neville! Where has all your power gone?! Get serious!"

A dense barrage of wind blades slashed towards him. While dodging, Duanmu Mo raised his Black Mist Gun and fired it rapidly in bullet mode, deflecting some of the wind blades.

He certainly couldn't tell Lingyin that he wasn't a weirdo and that his power wouldn't increase because the door was opened.

If he were to say that, the Striker Finale and that old bird would definitely overhear him, so he is still fighting in his monster form.

But now, it's time to end this.

"—Excuse me, I have some other things to attend to right now, so I won't keep you company any longer."

He took out the driver and transformed, picked up the Azure Wing card, and with a flash of thunder in the distance, Duanmu Mo instantly appeared in front of Lingyin, holding a katana and making a feinting thrust at her.

Duanmu Mo was so fast that Lingyin didn't even have time to react to whether it was a trap before she instinctively dodged away.

"Jackpot!"

Just as Lingyin dodged, Duanmu Mo raised his pistol and poured the power of lightning into it.

Pulling the trigger, the lightning-infused bullet struck Lingyin, causing her body to stiffen for a moment.

Duanmu Mo adjusted his body in mid-air and stepped on her shoulder: "Well then, goodbye, magical girl Lingyin!"

With a powerful kick, Duanmu Mo not only sent her flying, but also used the force to propel himself away in the opposite direction.

But that's not all. At the same time, Duanmu Mo beckoned to her with his finger, and a card flew out from her stiff body and back into his hand.

The scene unfolded so quickly that Lingyin regained control of her body before even touching the ground. She adjusted herself and flew back into the air, only to see Neville disappear into the shadow on the ground and quickly drift away into the distance.

"..."

Anger flashed in her eyes, but there was nothing she could do now. Lingyin looked at the remaining old crows and the final form, and raised her hands to condense a hurricane.

. . . . . .

—On the other side, Huangyi was fighting Hejia rapidly. She, who was originally much weaker than Hejia, was now able to fight Hejia to a standstill, and even had the upper hand.

"Impossible! How could I possibly be weaker than you!"

Hejia roared, but could no longer harm Huangyi.

Huangyi continued to wield his katana, but just then, cries of pain rang out as the poison from the magical girls behind him began to take effect.

"Ugh... cough cough—"

She was momentarily distracted, and Hejia seized the opportunity, viciously stabbing her neck with his arm blade.

Fortunately, Huang Yi reacted in time, raised his sword to block, and prevented the fatal blow, thus creating distance between them.

As time slowly passed, Huang Yi also felt the effects of the toxins in her body. She took a deep breath and decided to finish the job quickly.

"Huangyi, calm down."

Cangyi's voice rang in her mind. Huangyi was stunned for a moment, then decided to do as she was told.

"Now close your eyes, connect with my feelings, and don't resist them."

"Now??"

Looking at the arm blade that Hejia had raised, Huangyi hesitated.

"Yes, right now."

"......good."

Trust in Cangyi put aside her hesitation. She closed her eyes and felt a strange yet familiar emotion welling up deep within her.

—Sadness, anger, loneliness... Huangyi felt it; she sensed the emotions emanating from Cangyi.

As the sensation connected, his wrist began to burn and heat up, and the emotion transformed into tangible ripples that spread and enveloped Huangyi's entire body.

...Looking at Huang Yi with her eyes tightly closed, He Jia couldn't figure out what she was going to do, but since she had revealed such an obvious flaw, He Jia naturally wouldn't ignore it.

"You pretentious bastard—go to hell!"

Upon hearing the sound of something cutting through the air, Huang Yi's expression remained calm instead of panicked.

Her hair was flowing even without wind, as if something had changed.

The next moment, Hejia's arm blade was about to pierce her head, but Huangyi raised her hand even faster and grabbed his arm.

He sidestepped to deflect the force of the armored man's blow, then threw him back to his original position—this move demonstrated perfect control over the force, as if his technique had reached its peak.

This was something that Huang Yi, whom He Jia remembered, could not do. He rolled around on the ground a few times in a sorry state and looked at Huang Yi in surprise.

—Amidst the flashes of pale lightning, Huangyi's body underwent a transformation: his flaxen hair grew longer and turned a pristine white;

Her body was enveloped in lightning, and as her size increased, her new magical girl outfit was also made of lightning.

A dark gray bodysuit covering the torso and a sharp-shaped metal piece on the chest appeared simultaneously, followed by dark gauntlets covering the entire arm.

Her long, slender legs were encased in boots, while sharp metal plates were attached to the bottom of her bodysuit, connecting with the skirt and draping over her legs.