Yes, I did all of this!

The high-speed spinning wheels, laden with spikes, swiftly tore apart its still-reconstructing body.

As he was giving chase, a beam cannon suddenly came at him, some hitting his back and others striking the monster's sand-like body.

"elder sister!"

The wind chimes rang out, and a hurricane suddenly rose up around them, enveloping the strange man's body and using the magical girl's energy to separate the sand and dust from his body once again.

"wind?!"

The strange man's body scattered, turning into sand and dust that broke free from Lingyin's emerald wind and flew away into the distance.

"Hey!" Duanmu Mo turned to look at the two of them: "Look what you've done..."

—Whoosh!

Before Duanmu Mo could finish speaking, the two sisters flew past him and chased after the strange man, ignoring his words.

"Why......"

With a feigned sigh, Duanmu Mo tossed the motorcycle greatsword in his hand, which instantly transformed into a motorcycle and stopped in mid-air.

The wheels swirled with black energy as Duanmu Mo rode on them and twisted the handlebars, instantly unleashing a deep roar from the engine.

boom--

Flames shot out from the exhaust pipe, and the motorcycle flew out like a cannonball, relentlessly chasing after the strange man in the air.

The strange man and the magical girl roamed through the city, with Duanmu Mo following closely behind. The motorcycle sped up the high-rise buildings, and each time it landed on a rooftop, it would suddenly launch off after only a short distance.

Wuhu!

Following behind the three, Duanmu Mo looked at a button next to the handlebars, pressed his thumb on it, and two gun barrels popped out from the sides of the motorcycle, firing a dense barrage of bullets.

Tap tap tap... ... ... ...

A barrage of orange-yellow bullets shot out, striking the shields on the two magical girls and hitting the monster that had transformed into sand, passing right through its body.

More bullets landed between the high-rise buildings, each bullet causing a small explosion. In a short chase, the area was completely wrecked by Duanmu Mo.

All bark and no bite; Duanmu Mo's attack, aside from its impressive scale, could only cause a little disturbance to the three of them. Although it didn't inflict any damage, it was enough.

"Floating mode activated!"

Seeing that the three of them had slowed down slightly, Duanmu Mo patted the motorcycle, released the handlebars, and stepped onto the seat.

The motorcycle transformed in mid-air, its wheels spinning and lying flat, floating in the air.

The product, inspired by the Shenwu Group's concept, truly achieved levitation flight thanks to the power of the freak and the cards of Duanmu Mo.

At the same time, a card slot popped out from the hovering motorcycle, and Duanmu Mo inserted Hejia's card into it.

Its speed instantly surged, and it quickly caught up with the three of them.

"Excuse me, you are now surrounded."

"That's it?"

Seeing that speed, Fengling showed a look of disdain. If it weren't for the fact that the strange creature's movements were too unpredictable after it turned into sand, she would have already given chase.

Even with Duanmu Mo's current speed, she considered it nothing special.

"Yes, that's it."

As Duanmu Mo raced alongside them, he took out the card—a combination of the Old Man Raven and the Embrace Blade—and waved it in front of the magical girl:

"I named it 'Crow Flock,' and guess what effect it will have?"

"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense!"

Feng Ling raised her hand, and the floating blades shot towards Duanmu Mo, but they were all nimbly dodged by the hovering motorcycle beneath his feet.

Duanmu Mo smiled and inserted the card into the card slot on his side.

A purple light emerged from Duanmu Mo's body, and his body appeared as a double image, rapidly splitting apart.

Standing on the hovercraft, Duanmu Mo's figure gradually multiplied, splitting into two and then further splitting, densely surrounding the three of them.

The three had to stop flying. Looking around at Duanmu Mo, the strange man whose soul had little rationality, they were surprised.

“I said, this is it.”

Enjoying the surprised expressions of the three, Duanmu Mo and his companions let out deafening laughter.

Chapter 288: The Power of the Hurricane

Clang!

Taking out his long-unused black iron greatsword, Duanmu Mo and the others swung it nostalgically, and charged at the three of them simultaneously.

The blade sliced ​​through the body of the underworld monster, but only managed to cut through a bit of its sand. However, Duanmu Mo and the others were not discouraged and continued to slash.

"Ow!"

The monster from the underworld roared, a corrosive wind blew, and its claws slashed wildly, sweeping across the bodies of several Nevilles. But as sparks flew, only deep claw marks were left on their bodies; they did not disappear.

If the clones cannot be killed in one strike, then every second afterward will be a disadvantageous situation. It is impossible to see where the main body is, but the only thing that can be confirmed is that with this many clones, the clones only have a portion of the main body's strength.

The monster from the underworld swung its claws again, destroying the surrounding Nevilles. The only remaining Neville raised its greatsword to block the attack.

"Looks like you've found out."

"Roar!"

The monster could not be understood using the physical structure of a normal person. Several claws formed from sand and dust on its blurry body outline reached out to scratch at Neville.

Just as the attack was about to hit, a purple light emanated from Duanmu Mo's body, and his body transformed into several afterimages and dispersed.

The semi-transparent figure surrounded the monster again, and its body solidified once more.

Some of the Duanmu Mos beckoned to it, some placed their hands on their helmets and made a yawning motion, while others shouldered their black iron greatswords and put one hand on their hips.

But it also uttered a mocking and sarcastic tone: "Let's try to distinguish them again this time~"

—On the other side, Lingyin and Fengling, the two sisters, stood back to back, surrounded by more Nevilles.

The hurricane raged in their ears, and the booming of beam cannons made loud noises from time to time. In order to prevent Neville from separating them, their attacks were continuous and their cooperation was seamless.

The ten floating cannons bombarded rapidly, and after the wind chimes adjusted their output, they were more powerful than usual, capable of shattering a Neville clone in one blow. However, this also consumed a lot of energy.

"Speaking of which, your sister still has a card inside her body!"

A Neville clone wielding a black iron greatsword struck Wind Chime's shield, but it couldn't break through her defenses and was severed and disappeared by the floating sword the next second.

"I was originally planning to keep it for a while, but there's no need now, so I'll just take it out."

Another Neville threw a black iron greatsword, which spun rapidly toward Lingyin, but she didn't even dodge. The greatsword grazed her body, changed direction, and struck another Neville.

The emerald wind transformed into a tornado, carrying sharp wind blades, and sliced ​​the Nevilles before it into a thousand pieces.

But when the wind stopped, there was still one person standing there.

Duanmu Mo lowered his defensive hand, twirled his sword, and hoisted it onto his shoulder.

"Your teamwork is pretty good. How about this move?"

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the rest of Neville's clones immediately rushed towards the two of them, their bodies flashing with purple light.

Remembering the old man crow's moves, Lingyin's expression changed, and she opened a wind shield to envelop the wind chimes.

After the amplification and thickening were completed, Neville rushed in front of the wind shield and exploded instantly.

Boom, boom, boom—

One by one, Neville's bodies exploded, turning into purple energy clusters that scattered in all directions.

Similar to the Old Man of the Raven, this energy has a corrosive effect. After it bursts out close to the wind shield, it corrodes the shield, making it even weaker.

Once it weakened to a certain extent, Duanmu Mo rushed forward, and the motorcycle beneath his feet transformed back into the Black Knight Greatsword.

With a sudden swing, the motorcycle shattered the wind shield.

call!

Its power remained undiminished as it swung towards the Listening Saw.

"elder sister!"

Fengling raised her floating sword to block the rapidly spinning greatsword for her sister, but Duanmu Mo let out a triumphant laugh, released his grip on the black iron greatsword, and thrust it at Lingyin.

At the same time, the motorcycle stuck on the floating sword also deformed again.

As the various parts rapidly separated and reassembled, the motorcycle extended its limbs, its head deformed, its eyes glowed red, and it punched the wind chime.

"Well--"

Faced with Duanmu Mo's attack, Lingyin barely managed to dodge it, but the greatsword still grazed her shoulder, and blood flowed from the wound.

As the wind chime was attacked by the ferocious beast Black Knight in robot mode, it used its shield to block the attack, while the floating sword was also quickly swung, slashing at the robot.

呲——

With a whirring sound, two wheels spun on the robot's arm, transforming into shields to block the attacks. As it retreated, the robot also launched a barrage of missiles from its shoulders, blasting towards the wind chime.

"it's useless!"

Wind Chime didn't even dodge, controlling the floating cannons to fire beams at the robot, letting the missiles hit its shields without wavering.

However, for Duanmu Mo, this amount of time for entanglement was already enough.

"What's wrong, magical girl? Weren't you very powerful back in Kazekawa City?"

Although the Black Iron Greatsword is outdated, Duanmu Mo can still wield it with great flair. It is much smaller than the exaggerated Motorcycle Greatsword, allowing him to swing it faster.

It's supposed to be a greatsword, but among the weapons Duanmu Mo has been using recently, it's as small as a toothpick, which is rather pathetic.

However, what looks even more tragic is Lingyin, who is struggling to withstand the black iron greatsword.

The greatsword left a trail of afterimages as it swung, each strike leaving bloody marks on Lingyin's body, making her look extremely disheveled.

Whenever she tried to see the trajectory of the greatsword, Neville would suddenly switch hands behind her back and attack with her other hand.

Sometimes slashing, sometimes thrusting, without the help of the wind chimes, Duanmu Mo wouldn't take her seriously.

"Forehead......"

The fierce and surging attacks came without pause, and in the blink of an eye, Lingyin was covered in wounds.

"elder sister!"