Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

Louhu looked at the large Dharma wheel at the top of the clock tower, which had stopped.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but he didn't.

The sound of bells echoed throughout the area, lingering for a long time.

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Chapter 128 Battle Against Louhu (Part 7)

"I have good news for you." Mashiro smiled and said to Louhu, "The cessation of the Dharma Wheel signifies the completion of adaptation."

Louhu stared at her with his single eye, without answering.

He no longer knew what else this person could do.

"Once you enter my domain, you yourself are being adapted to by me."

Mashiro extended her right hand, her five fingers spread open.

At that moment, the large Dharma wheel at the top of the clock tower burst forth with a silvery-white halo.

The halo radiated outwards from the clock tower, sweeping across the entire area.

Where the halo passed, the lava landforms of Louhu were completely covered.

The ground turned into dark stone slabs, but the next second, the slabs cracked.

What's gushing out of the crack isn't water, it's magma.

Louhu stood on the boundary where his lava landscape was being swallowed up, watching the changing terrain on the other side.

He opened his mouth, "This is... my territory..."

Mashiro lowered her hand and looked down at the cracking ground beneath her feet. The lava gushing from the cracks reflected in her pupils, tinting the silvery-white ground with a dark red light.

"I have a special talent."

She raised her right hand, palm facing Louhu, and a dark red light shone, exactly the same as Louhu's before.

A pillar of fire shot out from his palm, heading straight for Louhu's face.

Louhu instinctively raised his arm to block, and the pillar of fire hit his arm, pushing him back several steps.

He steadied himself and looked down at the burn marks on his arm from the pillar of fire.

"You... how could you...?"

“Once you get used to it, you can use the opponent’s moves.” Mashiro lowered her hand. “Now not only are your attacks ineffective, but I can also use your techniques.”

Louhu's pupils contracted slightly.

"impossible."

"is it?"

Mashiro closed her eyes, then opened them.

She made a hand seal in front of her, the shape of which was exactly the same as the one Louhu had made before.

Louhu's pupils contracted sharply at that moment.

That handprint undoubtedly belongs to his domain!

"Expanding the Scope—"

Mashiro spread her arms wide, revealing a wild laugh.

"【A coffin is placed in front of an iron mountain】."

Centered on her, the dark stone floor of the area shattered completely, and magma gushed out from the cracks.

The pool beneath the clock tower was submerged by lava, and the water vapor exploded into white mist before being quickly evaporated by the high temperature.

The clock tower itself is also changing; the patterns on the tower have changed from silver-white to dark red.

Its design has also changed, transforming into an evil form resembling a demon's castle.

The entire environment has been completely transformed into the style of a lava hell.

Behind the clock tower, a volcano is erupting.

The ground was cracked, magma flowed in the cracks, and hot air surged up from the cracks.

The air was filled with the smell of sulfur.

Mashiro stood on the edge of the crater, lava churning beneath her feet.

Her body was covered by a thin layer of rock armor, the surface of which had dark red cracks, and lava was flowing in the cracks.

It's exactly the same as before, just like before.

Louhu watched all of this. He watched as his domain was used by Mashiro, as his landscape was reproduced in her domain, and as the poses he had used before were completely replicated by her.

He opened his mouth, but despair overwhelmed him, and he couldn't utter a sound.

"How was it?" Mashiro stretched her arm, which was covered in rock armor. "Is there anything wrong with it since it's the first time I've used it?"

Mashiro was in a great mood and in high spirits.

Using his previous form in front of Louhu, Mashiro somehow felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

The combat is so exhilarating, it's impossible to stop playing.

Shi Liulong, I understand you now!

Lou Hu did not answer; his one eye was trembling.

"It's really boring when they don't talk." Mashiro sighed; the other party's lack of cooperation was truly unappetizing.

She raised her right palm and aimed it at the leaking coral.

Lava gushed from the crack beneath her feet, coalescing into several streams in front of her.

The lava flow arced through the air and rushed toward the leaking lake from different directions.

Louhu used both hands to block, but the lava flow hit his arms and pushed him back several steps.

He tried to control the lava flows while parrying, but the lava was beyond his control.

They are now completely dominated by Shinpaku's curse power.

"Your own lava must be very hot, right?" Mashiro stood still, continuing to attack with lava flows as she spoke. "You didn't expect that, did you? I can do something like this too!"

"you......"

Louhu dodged awkwardly through the lava landscape, familiar with the terrain, but Mashiro was using the same terrain to block his path.

Lava columns shot in from the front, from the side, and fell overhead, forcing him to weave back and forth between rubble and lava.

How can he possibly defeat this monster?

He was being chased and attacked by his own own attacks on his own terrain!

"Why aren't you fighting back?" Mashiro said as she launched her attack, "Isn't this your own technique? You should be very familiar with it."

Louhu gritted his teeth, turned around, and spat out a ball of flame.

The flames struck the pure white lava armor and scattered, leaving no trace.

“Ah, that’s true.” Mashiro looked at the armor on her body. “Flames don’t work on me anymore, so it seems you’re out of options.”

"Sorry, I didn't understand the feelings of the weak."

Mashiro waved her hand, and the ground exploded, spewing magma from beneath Louhu's feet.

He jumped up to dodge, but Mashiro was already in front of him when he landed.

She punched him in the chest with her left fist, which was covered in lava armor.

Louhu was sent flying backward and crashed into a pillar of lava.

He smashed the lava pillar in half, slid down the pillar, and knelt on one knee.

Mashiro stood a few steps away from him.

"Stand up," she said. "Aren't you a top-tier cursed spirit? Surely you're not all that capable?"

The coral filled the crack with lava and stood up straight again.

His single eye was fixed on Mashiro, flames burning in its pupil.

"You used my magic against me," he said in a low voice. "You think you can humiliate me like this?"

"Hahahaha!" Mashiro couldn't help but laugh when she heard him say what seemed like he was trying to maintain his last shred of dignity.

"Yeah, I'll get tired of humiliating you like this all the time."

She spread her arms in front of her, and magical power surged forth.

"Let's end this pretend game then."

The lava on the ground began to gather and form a huge sphere above her head.

Bubbles surged on the surface of the dark red magma sphere, and the high temperature distorted the surrounding air.

She lifted her hands upwards, and the fireball shot into the sky, reaching the highest point of the field before beginning to fall.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and the size is getting bigger and bigger.

"【Extreme Strike - Meteor】, may you rest in peace forever within your own magic."

Chapter 129 Battle Against Louhu (The End)

Louhu looked up and saw the meteorite crashing down, the very meteorite he had once summoned, hurtling towards his head from above.

He stood there without moving, not because he didn't want to dodge, but because he couldn't dodge anymore.

His magical power had been depleted in the previous battle, leaving him with no strength to deal with this attack.