Once the affection level is maxed out, the rivalry begins!

Lin Tingwan had never fought such a frustrating battle with anyone before—well, maybe we should exclude the White Knight who stole the data core last time.

The ghostly figure of the nun also discovered her intention to protect the teaching building. The endlessly growing arms surged towards her back like a tsunami, each carrying a different kind of eerie curse, forcing her to take them head-on.

The Bureau of Spirit Disasters ranks anomalies based on the difficulty of containment rather than simply their strength. Compared to living beings with self-awareness, the "physicalized ghost stories," whose physical form is merely a disc and pose no threat unless damaged, are indeed ranked outside the top 100. However, this does not mean that they are not troublesome when they become enemies.

If this continues, sooner or later some will slip through the net!

The girl thrust out the cross-shaped spear with lightning speed. Crimson light leaped and danced between her pale, decaying arm, blooming like a magnificent rose. The shockwave it generated transformed into a ring-shaped shockwave in the air, causing the glass of the entire school building behind her to shatter with a deafening crash!

A huge hole was torn open in the dense cluster of arms, and Lin Tingwan seized the opportunity to rush straight towards the main body of the strange tale!

But in that instant, a portion of the severed arm flesh transformed into a half-body figure with assimilation abilities, its eyes, oozing blood and tears, turning and focusing their gaze on the girl in mid-air.

It's a trap!

The being before us is a collection of ghost stories, so it can naturally use the abilities of other ghost stories!

As a witch with extremely high resistance to abnormalities, she would not be assimilated into a statue like an ordinary person, but the petrification effect still had a brief controlling effect, causing Lin Tingwan's movements to slow down for a moment.

Then, the regenerated pale arms intertwined, like snakes in their breeding season, forming a torrent that leaped over the girl's head, heading towards the building she had been protecting!

Pain and anger accompanied this scene, reflected in Lin Tingwan's eyes, but she was powerless to do anything about it.

Even if it's not a real death, the childhood friend who promised to protect her that morning is now being forced to die before her eyes.

This is the ultimate insult to witches.

The gigantic hand, like a python soaring into the air, spread its five fingers made of tentacles and slammed heavily onto the teaching building—

Then it fell apart.

As if struck by a grid of nanofibers, the pale hand was sliced ​​into thin pieces of flesh by an invisible blade, and blood fell like rain, burning a series of pitted holes in the ground.

Silvery-white threads wrapped around the entire arm from the outside in, suspending it and reflecting a cold, austere light.

"How pathetic, you witch from the Bureau of Spirit Disasters."

Bai Ze stood on the edge of the rooftop, looking down at the strange arm and Lin Tingwan so close at hand.

He closed his five fingers, and the blades attached to them, like soldiers receiving a king's command, completely strangled the prey that was bound!

The giant hand, broken into several pieces, fell helplessly, its retracted threads dancing and drawing beautiful marks before finally weaving into the shape of a longsword in its palm.

Recently, compared to other forms, Bai Ze has become increasingly fond of the linear Judgment Blade. It has both a wide damage range and a high level of style. Everyone who tries to run a behind-the-scenes organization should learn a hundred ways to play with lines.

"It's you!!"

Lin Tingwan, who had recovered from her petrified state, cast a wary glance at her.

"Don't you have a more pressing enemy to defeat now than me?"

Bai Ze leisurely swung his sword, severing several ordinary arms that were trying to launch a sneak attack.

"...Tsk."

She reluctantly turned her head, which was tantamount to acknowledging the temporary cooperative relationship.

Compared to the White Knight, she couldn't let go of the ghost nun who almost hurt Bai Ze!

"Very well, let's put aside our differences and end this excessively ugly monster first."

Bai Ze leaped from the rooftop and crouched down, stepping onto the outer wall of the teaching building.

Spiderweb-like craters opened up as he stomped on the building, the reaction force propelling his body forward like a rocket. At the same time, the silver-white blade spun like a spiral drill, piercing through all the attacks aimed at the building!

The ghostly nun seemed to sense the unfavorable situation. Her enormous head opened its mouth and let out a mournful cry, while more split arms emerged, forming a pincer-like shape to surround the attacking enemy.

A transparent spirit pierced through the upper arm, hurling a curse that attacked the soul; crayon-drawn dolls with expressions clung to the fingers, giggling and using telekinesis to create a defensive barrier; densely packed half-bodies wrapped around the wrist like ornaments, using their gaze to activate a petrifying effect.

The sticky limbs and the strange tales hidden within them engulfed the two like a procession of a hundred ghosts.

"I've been putting up with this for a long time!"

The crimson beam of light swept across like a radiant sword, and Lin Tingwan, no longer needing to focus on protecting the teaching building, unleashed the full power befitting a witch for the first time.

The extremely simple magic compression cannon swept away everything in its path, carving out a deep, bottomless ravine.

The vast majority of its power was released into the sky, cleaving through the eerie clouds that shimmered in human eyes, and even shaking the dark red sky, allowing a ray of sunlight from the real world to stream in.

"A good way to clear the way."

Bai Ze praised her as he passed by, but she took it as a provocation and almost turned on him and fired a magic cannon at him too.

Her bombardment tactics indeed gave Bai Ze a great advantage, allowing him to reach the vicinity of the nun's head without any interference.

The regenerated arm stood like an iron curtain between Lin Tingwan and him, but it could no longer stop Bai Ze from raising his sword to slash at his true form!

As if time had stopped, the slender, silvery-white sword light circled the head, which was as large as a building, without any obstruction, outlining an exceptionally complex geometric pattern.

A sharp, explosive sound, like an air raid, caught up with the speed of his sword swing, gradually increasing in volume until it was deafening.

A hurricane powerful enough to shake the earth spread outwards from Bai Ze's center, passing through his entire head. He relaxed his taut right hand, and the silver tip of his sword drooped gently, dripping bright red blood.

Behind her was the nun's head, which was covered only by blood streaks and looked like a honeycomb riddled with holes.

Even in this posture, it still maintains a tenacious vitality, wriggling and trying to heal.

"Since you've already given up on being human and assimilated into the abnormal, you shouldn't cling to living anymore."

Bai Ze lightly flicked the Blade of Judgment.

The activation condition for [Flesh and Blood Resonance] is hitting the opponent, and it can stack up to nine Hunt Marks.

The number of times he had just struck his opponent had far exceeded the necessary limit.

Nine slashes of different shapes emerged from the veins and were engraved on the surface of the head, forming a strange rune.

A pale radiance, representing absolute goodness, overflowed and exploded towards the sky.

The white orb of light silently engulfed everything around it, and a column of smoke and dust rose from the ground, its tip resembling a blooming mushroom.

The campus of Fumina Junior High School was hit by a massive explosion today.