Yes, I did all of this!

Black flames burned on the sword. Duanmu Mo stretched his body and looked at them, saying:

"Now, round three."

boom!

Without a word, Fengling raised the floating cannon and fired it at Duanmu Mo.

Almost simultaneously, Duanmu Mo made the same move, and the ten floating cannons behind him fired beams at the same time.

The beams collided, creating a violent explosion in the middle.

Seeing Huangyi and Xiri rushing towards him, Duanmu Mo flicked his wrist, a card between his fingers.

He then whirled around, and the card transformed into a motorcycle greatsword, which he swung at them in a sweeping motion.

The fists and blades collided with the spinning wheels, and all three were pushed back simultaneously.

The attack seemed evenly matched, but Duanmu Mo let out a sigh of relief: "This isn't enough fun—let's do it this way then!"

With the motorcycle greatsword slung over his shoulder, Duanmu Mo raised his other hand and placed it on his head.

As the red light from his helmet illuminated, Feng Ling's body suddenly jolted, and she simultaneously pressed her hand to her head: "Ugh..."

"Compare computing power with me? Don't forget, I possess the power of both Striker Final and Zero." Compared to Feng Ling's difficulties, Duanmu Mo was much more relaxed, and at the same time, he dodged the attacks of the others.

Landing on the sea, Duanmu Mo had already let go of his hand and beckoned to the floating cannon of the wind chime.

Data was flowing rapidly in Fengling's eyes, but even so, it could not stop Neville's actions. She could only watch helplessly as her floating cannons flew to the other side.

"Ring!" Upon seeing this, Lingyin exclaimed in surprise.

"You still have time to worry about her?" Duanmu Mo waved his hand, and black flames rose from the sea, obscuring their vision.

Then, Neville's floating cannons stopped attacking, and instead, the sound of metal assembling could be heard.

While the four magical girls wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip by, they also wouldn't act rashly.

After catching her breath, Fengling opened her palms, and several missile magazines popped out from the armor on her limbs. Palm cannons and small missiles flew out at the same time.

As the sun set, flames erupted from her hands, and the Radiant Wings unleashed their sword energy... The four magical girls used their ranged attacks to strike at Neville's figure amidst the flames.

Click—Zheng!

As the sound of metal merging ended, an enormous giant sword emerged from the flames, shattering the attacks of the four magical girls.

—The flames died down, and Duanmu Mo was seen standing on the black vortex, holding a five-meter-long greatsword in his hand.

The black and gold blade has serrated edges, and there is a wheel at the tip and the bottom of the blade, which is spinning rapidly.

Two wheels drove the chain, the serrated teeth on the chain leaving afterimages, and a dangerous aura emanated from the sword.

Duanmu Mo let out a satisfied laugh and lifted it up with great interest.

"Got it!"

This enormous floating motorcycle sword is single-edged, and its blade is equipped with jet engines at various points, which serve to both facilitate grip and accelerate slashing.

Duanmu Mo held it in one hand, looking at the magical girls:

"Does this count as the fourth round?"

"cut......"

Xi Ri snorted and squinted as she stared at Duanmu Mo.

"Yoriya-senpai..."

Huangyi suddenly spoke, his gaze turning towards the mountains and forests on the shore.

"—The underworld monster there is about to reveal itself. We need to leave two people to hold off Neville, otherwise it would be bad if the monster appeared in the city."

"Um......"

"—It's a pity." Upon hearing this, Duanmu Mo's body was swallowed by the whirlpool. When he reappeared, he was already between them and the mountains and forests on the shore. "This guy is special. I can't hand him over to you."

"special?"

Huang Yi frowned slightly and gripped the katana in his hand tightly.

"There's only one way to get past me—defeat me!"

Grasping the giant sword, flames spewed from the nozzles on its blade, accelerating Duanmu Mo's swing. In an instant, the giant sword unleashed unparalleled speed.

Such a massive weapon could not be wielded in an ordinary way. The greatsword propelled Duanmu Mo's body, causing him to rotate and swing at various angles, like a black tornado that almost tore them apart.

Wuhu!

Duanmu Mo practically spun around with his greatsword, frantically sweeping it across the magical girls, the black flames of his saw cutting through their bodies, relentlessly bombarding them.

The power of the greatsword accumulated in concentric circles, and even without using the power of the Listening Sound, the surrounding seawater was churned up by the wildly dancing greatsword.

boom!

"Stay alert! Don't let your guard down!"

Duanmu Mo had a lot of fun. Although it was just ordinary spinning, the angles of rotation were all different, keeping the magical girls busy.

He suddenly threw the greatsword, which spun past them and sent the magical girls flying.

Then, a vortex appeared in the path of the greatsword, swallowing it up. When it reappeared, it flew out from the vortex behind Duanmu Mo and was tightly grasped by him.

"Phew! It's been so long since I've had this much fun."

Duanmu Mo took it back.

—Duanmu Mo turned his head and looked at the distant mountains and forests, where the Netherworld monster had completely recovered its body, and a skeleton shrouded in black mist floated in the air.

"ah......"

Its clouded gaze drifted toward the direction of the battle, toward the magical girls.

"Magical girl..."

Seeing this, Duanmu Mo smiled, crossed his arms, and watched its behavior without making any reaction.

Now, these magical girls are all heavily injured and exhausted, struggling to look at the strange man and the still energetic Neville.

As he drew closer to the magical girls, the freak from the underworld continued to mutter indistinct words.

As remnants of souls that lost their physical bodies within the seal, these monsters have been constantly torn apart and merged with other souls over the long years, having long since lost their sense of self, leaving only the most twisted killing intent.

—However, when this strange man glanced at Duanmu Mo, his movements suddenly stopped.

Chapter 312: Leviathan

"..."

It turned to look at Duanmu Mo, letting out a low, hoarse sigh, as if pondering something, trying to find something else from its chaotic memories.

Soon, it got a clue.

"..."

The low, hoarse voice caught Duanmu Mo off guard.

"what?"

The next moment, Duanmu Mo's body was struck by the vines, and after being pushed back a distance, he stood still on the vortex.

"--kill!"

The strange man roared madly, and a large number of twisted plants stabbed towards Duanmu Mo.

"What are you doing?"

Duanmu Mo raised his hand, and ten floating cannons blasted at the strange man, while the remaining ten transformed into floating swords that severed its plants.

"Um......"

Looking at the exhausted magical girls, Duanmu Mo pondered for a moment, then casually waved his hand. Black matter instantly rose from beneath his and the strange man's feet, engulfing them and transforming them into a giant black sphere.

The black ball descended rapidly and disappeared into the sea.

. . . . . .

Countless tentacles extended from inside the black sphere, piercing the Netherworld monster so many times that it could not move. Duanmu Mo leaned against the inner wall of the black sphere, watching the monster struggle.

"That's strange, how did you come to know me?"

Duanmu Mo stroked his chin, pondering in his mind.

However, the strange creature quickly broke free of its tentacles and pounced on Duanmu Mo.

Seeing this, he raised his hand, summoned the motorcycle greatsword, and swung it fiercely, slashing at the monster.

The wheels spun at high speed, crushing the monster's body and even tearing off the black mist.

Just as the strange man was howling, Duanmu Mo suddenly felt a slight tremor in the motorcycle.

Although it was difficult to detect, Duanmu Mo sensed the change.

"......oh?"

After kicking the strange man away, Duanmu Mo pressed the handle of his greatsword, and a screen popped up on the blade.

This is the motorcycle's display screen, and there are some distorted images on it.

"I probably understand."

Seeing the strange man about to charge forward again, Duanmu Mo swung his greatsword and shot out a steel cable with spikes to bind him.

Upon seeing this move, its struggles intensified.

Seeing this, Duanmu Mo walked over to it: "I see."

Seeing the struggling monster unable to get up, Duanmu Mo raised his greatsword and smashed it down. The spinning wheel instantly crushed its head.

This level of power was certainly not enough to kill it, but Duanmu Mo released his greatsword at that moment.

The motorcycle greatsword trembled slightly, miraculously drawing in the black mist.

Immediately afterwards, the motorcycle trembled even more violently and emitted an even brighter light.

The motorcycle's shape changed, its parts began to deform, and it adopted a robot-like posture.

"what--"

Then, it let out a low, miserable cry and clutched its head in pain.