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

After shaking off the horde of misfits created by the trains, the two traveled smoothly without any obstacles. As they ascended, the air became increasingly thin, and the clouds seemed to transform into white mist swirling around the mountainside.

Under a crescent moon, the Artemisia capillaris shone like a jewel suspended atop a tower, its metallic hooks protruding from its surface, reflecting a menacing, cold light.

In the air nearby, a train that had not participated in building the tower guarded Yin Chen, and Lin Tingwan was fighting against it.

It is almost impossible to tell that it is man-made. Cables extend from the streamlined front of the car, the carriage is covered with a scale-like shell, and there is even a large mouth full of sharp teeth at the front.

Like a dragon encircling treasure, it would sometimes bite at the figure, and sometimes shoot out breaths of light and heat. A huge beam of light grazed the figure, and the aftershocks parted the clouds below.

However, the dragon-serpent-like train was at a disadvantage. The crimson demonic spear had already stripped away most of its scales, and when Bai Ze and the others arrived, it was driven into the windshield of the train as heavily as a wooden wedge—that should be the position of the eyes.

In an instant, the blood-red magic expanded, and dozens of beams of light, like sharp swords, pierced out from inside the carriage, spreading all the way to the rear of the vehicle.

Then, a deafening roar of thunder echoed through the sky.

The blast spread in all directions, blowing away the remaining clouds and revealing the mirror-like sea below, while the debris from the exploded train fell like a meteor shower.

—If it's not the actual Artemisia capillaris, then there shouldn't be a problem.

Having dealt with the formidable enemy, Lin Tingwan noticed them and landed in front of the two.

She cautiously raised her cross-shaped pistol.

"It's you, you despicable knight... And who are you?"

Lin Tingwan glanced at the girl wearing a fox mask next to Bai Ze.

In an instant, her heart began to pound.

It couldn't possibly be attraction; the surging emotion was the desire to crush the other person and prove them the loser—a fighting spirit.

Witches are extremely rare humanoid anomalies.

Therefore, even the Bureau of Spirit Disasters may not know about it.

Witches are brutal creatures who are extremely loyal to their desires and love to fight. Their power increases infinitely with the joy of victory and conquest.

If two witches in a state of impending battle were to meet, they would never cooperate.

Instead, it will be like wild beasts in nature, determining who is the ultimate anomaly.

The two immense magical forces influenced and intertwined with each other, forming a vortex that stirred up high-altitude air currents, much like the eye of a typhoon.

The same feelings were suddenly awakened in Lu Xingyao's heart.

Her burning competitive spirit was like a flame. Although she should have been dealing with Yin Chenxing, she couldn't overcome the urge to crush the witch of the Spirit Disaster Bureau.

—No wonder I hated her so much before.

Lu Xingyao suddenly realized something: her hatred for her compatriots was not because they were going to serve the Bureau of Spirit Disasters, and even her hatred for the Bureau of Spirit Disasters itself was a case of hating the house because of the crow. Her playful persuasion of her senior to establish the Eternal Serpent was actually just an attempt to achieve victory over her.

Simply by learning that the other person lived in the same city as him, he felt a surge of hostility and a desire to drive her away.

Moreover, for some reason, despite the fact that it was a face and style she had never seen before, she also developed a sense of hostility in another sense.

Suddenly, Bai Ze felt his arm being grabbed.

He immediately gave the other person a look that said, "You better understand the occasion!"

Unfortunately, he is currently wearing a mask made of the Blade of Judgment, so the information is not being conveyed at all.

"Huh... what's going on with you guys?"

Lin Tingwan frowned in annoyance. "Is the evil organization on vacation so all those scumbags are out on dates? Yin Chen's loss of control shouldn't be your problem, right? I need to deal with that matter first. I'll settle accounts with you later. Go away!"

She made noises to shoo away stray cats and dogs, but subconsciously moved the gun blade from Bai Ze, who posed the greatest threat, towards Lu Xingyao.

They showed absolutely no inclination to deal with important matters first.

Could such an unusual phenomenon occur when witches meet? They're never this incompatible when they're in the same room.

Bai Ze noticed their unusual behavior, but Lu Xingyao whispered softly.

"Senior, let me stop her—didn't I just get reminded that witches don't get along with Artemisia? But talking to her probably won't stop her, so we'll have to use force."

Rather, she was eager to follow her heart and use force—unwilling to avoid battle even if there was a disparity in strength.

She raised her voice again to the witch from the Bureau of Spirit Disasters: "Although it's pitiful to say this to you, all alone at the fireworks party without any companions, I'm stopping you here—Leave Yin Chen Star to us!"

"Are you trying to cause trouble? Who would come to watch fireworks alone!"

The other person became furious because of something strange, shouting, "I came here with my childhood friend! Did you?"

……what?

Lu Xingyao vaguely sensed a suspicious thought flashing through her mind, but she couldn't grasp it in time and could only make a note of it for the time being.

"Regardless, you've noticed we're of the same race, haven't you? Let's take this opportunity to establish a hierarchy, so that I may forever remain above you."

She summoned a flying sword and held it in her hand.

Miss Core seemed quite agitated, clamoring for revenge against the guy who destroyed her body.

Then let's unite our thoughts and give her a good beating!

"Just what I wanted..."

Lin Tingwan let out a low, terrifying laugh, gripping the long gun that had just destroyed an entire train.

"I'll deal with you first, then I'll go after Yin Chen."

Is it really a good idea to give up on important matters so easily?

Bai Ze swallowed his complaints.

Well, although the process was strange, the fact that Lu Xingyao left the team and delayed Lin Tingwan's actions to confront Yin Chenxing was in line with Leia's instructions.

None of them could bring themselves to kill someone of their own kind with whom they could communicate—as evidenced by the fact that they didn't mention taking the other's life during the trash-talking segment.

But he still couldn't stand by and watch the two fight on.

In other words, he must deal with Yin Chen as soon as possible and then quickly return to stop the fight between the witches!

Bai Ze nodded to Lu Xingyao to indicate his agreement to the plan, and then ran up the last few steps of the train tower!

Yin Chen Xing floated above like a small mountain range; only upon closer inspection could one realize its grandeur. It was practically a temporary substitute for the night sky above, obscuring the clear moonlight.

The curved bottom has an entrance-like opening from which the last train rises and falls, like climbing a ladder.

Isn't this tantamount to inviting guests?

Below, the battle between witches had begun. Emerald sword light and crimson magic cannons intertwined, and the explosion caused by the collision instantly illuminated the dark night sky.

Bai Ze took a deep breath and jumped into the interior of Yin Chen Xing.

The first thing that came into view was the corpse of his childhood sweetheart and junior schoolmate, who had died together.