Yes, I did all of this!

"A trustworthy friend, a sensitive and youthful heart, and this..."

She pointed to Yuzhi's bracelet, and Yuzhi subconsciously raised it.

"Your friends will stand by you through hardship, your inner strength will help you break through difficulties, and finally, the power of this bracelet can connect the two, making it both the strongest shield and the sharpest blade."

Cangyi raised his hand and placed it on Yuzhi's bracelet: "What you need to do is understand the power of this bracelet and wait for the right time to use it."

"...So, I have to hide it?" Yu Zhi asked, bewildered.

“Yes, don’t tell anyone about the training for this bracelet.” Cangyi said seriously, “Remember, you can only reveal its power when facing Neville.”

. . . . . .

"Hoo—Neville."

Huangyi raised his hand, and a beam of light shot out from his wristband, quickly illuminating Neville.

"Hmm?" Seeing this, Neville looked around and made a puzzled sound.

He placed his hand on the light, only to find that he was trapped inside and unable to escape.

“In theory you are right, we should conserve our strength to deal with the monsters of the underworld, but now, a voice in my heart is telling me—if you continue to act recklessly, you will hurt more people.”

Huang Yi gritted his teeth and said angrily.

A magical girl's duty is to protect. Although the safety of others is also within Huangyi's protection range, it is impossible to treat everyone equally. The most important thing is Duanmu Mo's safety.

And now Duanmu Mo's safety is threatened.

Three gems floated on her wristband, and a beam of light condensed in her palm.

"...This light cannon isn't going to be very strong."

Neville stared at the beam cannon facing him and clicked his tongue in amazement.

Leaving aside the ever-accumulating power, just the sheer momentum is like some giants of light flashing a red light.

Neville realized she had made a mistake. Rationally, they should have conserved their power and ignored him to protect ordinary people, but the problem was that magical girls were emotional beings.

No plan or strategy is as important as unleashing a powerful burst of fire.

Neville raised his hand, and a black vortex condensed in front of him, forming a shield.

The power within the four gems coalesced, releasing an incomparably powerful aura, even more dangerous than the attack that shattered the final form of the Striker in Fengchuan City.

boom!

At the moment when the light of the beam cannon reached its peak, Huangyi blasted it out. The beam cannon shot out quickly, turning into a beam of light with four rays of light that blasted towards Neville.

The layered black vortexes attempted to transfer this power, but they collapsed completely before they could even hold on for a second.

The next moment, Neville's body was engulfed by the beam of light. The pure magical girl power ravaged Neville's body, shattering it under the bombardment of the beam until not a trace remained.

The sky above the city was swallowed by four beams of light, and the surging power spread, but it did not harm anyone or even the buildings. It only made people feel an unprecedented power.

The shockwave dissipated, and Neville's body vanished, leaving nothing behind.

Huangyi also lowered his hand, breathing heavily, and the three gems automatically flew back into the hands of the three magical girls.

"Huangyi?! Are you alright?!"

Xi Ri immediately helped her up and asked with concern.

"It's alright... We still have the matter of the monsters from the underworld to deal with."

Even after defeating Neville, he couldn't relax. Seeing the negative emotions gradually building up, Huangyi's expression turned serious.

Immediately afterwards, they sensed the change in the people in the distance; their bodies swayed and they fell to the ground one by one.

"It's coming..."

Lingyin looked up at the sky and took a deep breath.

At the same time, Fengling sensed something, raised her hand to cover her earphones, and her pupils contracted:

"This is Mr. Duanmu's phone call!"

"What......"

Without hesitation, Feng Ling answered the call, and then Duanmu Mo's weak voice came through the earphone and reached everyone's ears:

"that......"

Data flashed in her eyes, and Fengling quickly locked onto the location of the communication. Without Neville interfering, she quickly sensed the information and landed in the distance, looking at Duanmu Mo sitting in the alley.

At this moment, Duanmu Mo's body was also overwhelmed by negative emotions, and he would soon fall into a coma like the others.

"I don't like going to the hospital, so I can just stay home and rest..."

Duanmu Mo raised his hand with difficulty and said in a daze:

In short...

After saying that, he closed his eyes and collapsed.

"Duanmu Mo/Mr. Duanmu!"

. . . . . .

Chapter 295: Dream

... In the midst of chaos, Duanmu Mo barely opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding scenery.

It was damp and oppressive, with no light around, and I was floating in it, as if I were drowning in an endless sea.

"Isn't this the place where it's sealed..."

Duanmu Mo's thoughts were still hazy. He looked at his hands, which were human-shaped.

Just then, the sea surged, and in the deep darkness, a mist carrying the scent of blood swept in, transforming into a ferocious claw that reached out to grab Duanmu Mo.

But before it could reach him, a whale's cry rang out, and an orca appeared even faster, smashing through the mist before swallowing Duanmu Mo whole.

. . . . . .

quack......

Seagulls danced in the sky, warm sunlight shone through the white clouds, and a small boat rocked on the sea, where Duanmu Mo sat fishing.

"Hmph, hmph~"

Sitting on a small stool, Duanmu Mo sang an ancient folk song, a song from their fishing village that praised the sea and begged the sea god for gifts.

However, the language of the song is too different from his name, and the style sounds very out of place. I don't know why.

"Oh, I caught the first fish of the day."

Duanmu Mo lifted the fishing rod, and a big fish was caught, biting the bait and thrashing about on the surface of the sea.

He placed it in a wooden bucket nearby and then noticed that the big fish's belly was bulging.

It seemed the fish was in its breeding season, so Duanmu Mo sighed, removed the hook, and released it back into the sea.

"What bad luck... Let's go, let's go."

When the fish touches the seawater, it swims away instantly, leaving only a few ripples in the water.

Just as Duanmu Mo was about to change locations, he suddenly saw his own face projected onto the sea.

"......Um?"

He suddenly frowned and looked at his reflection on the sea.

"..."

Duanmu Mo looked at himself on the sea, his gaze becoming serious.

As if possessed, Duanmu Mo raised his hand and touched his reflection in the sea.

Ripples spread, and as the waves rippled, one's own reflection blurred, transforming into a strange figure with blood-stained tear stains and a calm gaze.

Instead of panicking, Duanmu Mo became thoughtful, his thoughts gradually clearing as he looked at the familiar, strange face.

"......I see."

After a long while, Duanmu Mo closed his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and then turned to look around.

"Looks like I've successfully gotten in."

On this sun-drenched sea, Duanmu Mo sat in a chair, looking up at the sky.

"I wonder what the situation is like outside, but... Yuzhi and the others really went all out."

Just now, the Neville who fought them was not the one Duanmu Mo risked losing by handing over the card to.

This clone's physical attributes are not much different from Duanmu Mo's. In other words, if he had taken that light cannon, he would have been severely injured even if he didn't die.

"Using clones was definitely the right choice."

Duanmu Mo silently rejoiced and brought his thoughts back to the present.

Somewhat confused about the current situation, Duanmu Mo decided to continue fishing for now, while also sorting out the information in his mind.

As if he were a resident of the fishing village, Duanmu Mo knew the village's situation. He knew his neighbors and what role he should play in this place.

"Hmph hmph hmph~"

Before he knew it, Duanmu Mo began humming that old folk song again.

This village has a wicked custom: every year, one child under the age of ten must be chosen and sacrificed to the sea to appease a sea monster called "Leviathan".

Until ten years ago, after a six-year-old child was sent as a sacrifice, a god who could easily stir up storms appeared.

Since the deity's appearance was unclear and it was only vaguely known that she was female, people respectfully called her the sea goddess.

The sea goddess said she had killed the sea monster and that the villagers should no longer perform sacrifices. So, for the past ten years, human sacrifices have ceased.

"Another sacrifice?"

Recalling the information in his mind, Duanmu Mo muttered helplessly to himself.

Given the limited education of ancient people, coupled with the existence of superhuman beings like monsters and magical girls, human sacrifices were probably a common occurrence.

The sea monster is probably some kind of weirdo, while the sea goddess is naturally a magical girl, and most likely the six-year-old child.

However, since there was no such term as "magical girl" in ancient times, calling someone a deity is not entirely incomprehensible.

In Duanmu Mo's memory, Xia Yan, who was the first to awaken her powers, was only ten years old. Were all magical girls in ancient times monsters?