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

"boom!"

Blue and white light engulfed the entire area.

The lightning bolt was scattered by the shockwave, the entire clock tower trembled, and the Falun hummed loudly.

Amidst the lightning, the two figures collided.

The iron rod pressed against the white rain, while lightning tore at it wildly.

The little deer gritted its teeth and poured all its magical power into it.

"what!"

Shiro's knees began to bend, her feet sinking into the ground, the stone slabs cracking like a spiderweb.

"Is that all?" Mashiro's voice came from within the lightning.

"It's not over yet!"

The lightning on the deer's body increased even more.

Her skin began to burn, and something inside her was burning.

But the lightning in the real white one is even more intense.

The lightning she had become accustomed to had now become her weapon.

The lightning that Xiaolu tried her best to suppress was gradually pushed back by her own lightning.

One inch, two inches.

The deer's pupils contracted; she felt her power draining away, while Mashiro's power continued to rise.

"This is impossible..."

"It's over."

She pushed with both palms.

"boom!"

The lightning pierced through the sea of ​​lightning surrounding the little deer and struck her body.

The little deer was sent flying, the iron rod slipped from its grasp, spun a few times in the air, and landed on the ground.

She fell heavily to the ground and rolled several meters before stopping.

The smoke and dust dissipated.

The fawn lay on its back, its body covered in wounds, charred and cracked.

The blue-white light gradually faded from her body.

Her domain began to crumble, the dark clouds dispersed, the lightning stopped, revealing the original concrete floor of the rooftop below.

Mashiro stood still and slowly exhaled.

She raised her hand, and the clock tower slowly dissipated behind her, the Dharma wheel stopped turning.

She walked over to the fawn and looked down at her.

The fawn stared at the gray sky with its eyes open, its chest heaving violently.

"We lost."

Her voice was very soft, with a slight sob in it.

"Hmm." Mashiro squatted down. "I lost."

The little deer turned its head to look at Zhenbai's face.

Those crimson eyes were quietly watching her.

“You’re already very strong,” Mashiro said. “Stronger than I thought.”

The deer paused for a moment, then turned its head away.

A few tears welled up in her eyes.

Oh no, she promised she wouldn't cry.

Mashiro reached out and gently tapped the deer's forehead with her fingertips.

"You cried?"

"You didn't cry!"

The deer suddenly turned its face and stared at Mashiro.

But her red eyes and lingering tears betrayed her.

Mashiro couldn't help but chuckle softly twice.

"Humph!"

The deer stared intently at her and let out an angry snort.

She slowly stood up and looked up at the top of her head.

The dark clouds and lightning dissipated; she had truly lost.

The fawn's body went limp and it fell forward.

Mashiro caught her.

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Chapter 204 Sir and Madam, you didn't want this either...

Mashiro caught the falling deer and supported her body.

The deer buried its face in her chest, and the warmth of its breath seeped through its clothes and onto Mashiro's body.

Mashiro reached out her right hand and placed it on the deer's forehead.

[Non-action Transformation] is initiated.

The magical power surged, healing the fawn's injuries once more.

Mashiro looked at the deer whose breathing had become steady and who was fast asleep, and shook her head slightly: "The transformation of Wuwei really means the end of the wheelchair."

She can kill, she can save lives, and she can even transform into a little girl. All sorts of amazing feats can be accomplished through non-action transformation. What has become of her wheelchair?

Such wheelchair-bound skills can only be used by her, and are only available to a certain Mango Ding Tai District.

Mashiro sighed and gently placed the deer against the wall.

Then she straightened up and looked toward the edge of the rooftop.

Yi Gu stood there, all alone.

Where Rika disappeared, only a faint trace of her curse remained, but she always felt a gaze fixed on her.

Especially when she looked at the bone.

Mashiro smiled slightly, walked over, and stood next to Etotsu: "Is it time?"

Yi Gu nodded slightly without saying a word.

He simply and slowly removed the ring from his finger and solemnly put it into his pocket.

"Your childhood sweetheart."

Mashiro didn't look at Etsukotsu; her gaze remained fixed ahead: "Do you want her to come back?"

Yigu froze, immediately turned his head, and stared at Mashiro in surprise: "What do you mean?"

"I know that Rika has attained Buddhahood."

Mashiro then turned her gaze to Otsuko, Akame staring at him: "The current shikigami is just an empty shell."

Yigu's eyes flickered, but he didn't ask why Mashiro knew all this.

Along the way, he already knew that this person probably knew most of the world's secrets.

Moreover, his information was hardly a secret among the higher-ups.

“You’re right, Rika has already attained Buddhahood.”

He spoke softly, "Before she left, she told me to take care of myself, I..."

"I didn't ask you those questions."

Mashiro interrupted him, her eyes sharp: "I'm only asking if you want her back."

"..."

Yi Gu remained silent for a long while before looking into her eyes and asking, "Can you do it?"

"Humph."

Mashiro snorted and a smug smile appeared on her lips: "Who do you think I am? Lend me that ring you're wearing."

Yi Gu was stunned for a moment, and the next second, his expression turned a little awkward.

"Um, this was a gift from Rika."

He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "If I lend this to you, she might not be too happy."

Hehehehe.

Mashiro let out a strange laugh, and the smile on her lips became increasingly distorted.

She looked at Yi Gu, took a step closer, and her crimson pupils seemed to be filled with a different meaning: "Sir, you don't want your childhood sweetheart to never come back, do you?"

"this!"