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

Silence remained.

The wind swept through the ruins, making the flags carried on the vehicle flutter loudly.

The next second, the commander's voice came through their headsets.

"Fire! Open fire!"

Everyone pulled the trigger.

"Da da da da!"

A hail of bullets rained down, their intent to kill them all.

Masashiro's face darkened: "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

She stood still, arms outstretched, her magical power surging.

"【Umori Bullet】!!"

The spell was activated, and all the bullets stopped a few steps away from her, as if they had hit an invisible wall, with the bullets hanging in mid-air.

Then Mashiro pushed back, and the bullet returned along the same path, even faster than the attack!

"Ah! Get out of the way!"

The soldiers looked at each other as if they had seen a ghost, frantically searching for cover.

But the speed of a bullet is something an ordinary person can't react to in an instant.

"Puff puff!"

The soldiers at the very front fell in droves.

Some were hit in the shoulder, some in the calf, and some were even riddled with bullets.

Even the windshield of the armored vehicle was shattered, creating a loud crash.

"She...she fired the bullets back!"

A soldier slumped to the ground, his face pale, unable to even hold his gun properly, panic spreading through his mind.

"A devil...that's a devil!"

Mashiro ignored the noise, raised her hand, and spread her magical power, her voice drowning out the entire battlefield.

"I don't know anymore!"

Her voice was icy, each word clear: "But his goal is to turn you all into nourishment for the barrier as well. This is an ultimatum: stop immediately."

Some soldiers were filled with fear and began to retreat.

Their hands trembled uncontrollably as they watched their teammates' horrific condition and heard their screams.

They looked around, wanting to escape immediately, but military orders were absolute, and deserters would also die!

Don't listen to her!

An officer brandished his gun, his voice trembling, his forehead covered in sweat, "This is psychological warfare by the enemy! Fire!"

More firepower was unleashed.

"I refuse to believe it!" the officer gritted his teeth, his face flushed red. "Do you think she can withstand even a missile?!"

The order was given, and a few seconds later, the missile, trailing a plume of flame, ascended into the air and hurtled toward Mashiro with a piercing shriek.

"It seems there's no point in saying more."

Mashiro looked up and squinted: "[Ice Sand Shockwave]!"

She raised her hand and unleashed a powerful spell.

"boom!"

The missile was intercepted in mid-air and exploded.

Flames shot into the sky, and the shockwave overturned several nearby military vehicles, scattering debris everywhere.

The heat wave hit my face, and even my white hair was blown around.

"It seems you've learned quite a few new things too."

Gojo Satoru looked at the missiles exploding in the sky with a sigh and said to Mashiro.

Mashiro didn't respond to his words, and without turning her head, she said to Gojo Satoru, "Go pick up Fushiguro Megumi and take her directly to the high school."

"Alright, alright, then I'll leave this place to you."

Gojo Satoru nodded, put his hands behind his head, and turned to leave with the others.

"Mashiro, I'll stay and help you too."

The deer stood still, staring at her.

“No, you guys go first,” Mashiro said. “I’ll catch up soon.”

The little deer fell silent and sighed.

She still followed the group and retreated in the opposite direction.

"Be careful, don't crash here."

"Oh!"

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Mashiro withdrew her gaze and looked back at the army that had completely fallen into panic.

"There's nothing we can do. Whether you survive or not depends on your luck."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mashiro's figure disappeared from the spot.

She's gone!

A soldier reported the news in a panic, but the next second, his pupils suddenly dilated.

He clearly saw the monster that was just a moment ago disappear, and the tank in front of him was instantly overturned, crushing the people behind it to death.

"She, she's coming! Help..."

But Mashiro's figure appeared before him like a ghost the moment he opened his mouth.

Just as he was about to turn around, the raindrops in Mashiro's hand fell.

As the rain swept past, the gun barrel was severed in half, falling to the ground with a clanging sound.

The soldier, holding half a gun, froze, his trouser leg soaked with sweat.

"Ah...ah..."

He stumbled back several steps and fell to the ground with a thud.

"So weak."

By the time the voice reached his ears, Mashiro was no longer in front of him.

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out; someone fired at the spot where she had just been standing, and the bullet hit the ground.

"Did it hit?!"

"I don't know! I can't see it!"

"You bastard, don't shoot me!"

Ignoring the noisy crowd, Mashiro arrived next to the tank in the next instant.

The gunner prepared to aim and fire the moment he saw her; the turret was slowly turning, and the thick cannon barrel was aimed at her.

A flash of light.

The cannon barrel was cut off cleanly at the base, the cut surface as smooth as a mirror, the shell inside was cut open before it was even fired.

"It is said that only humans can use fire. Once you have fire, you just need to watch."

Mashiro chuckled and said, a wisp of fire rising in his hand, which he tossed into the cut-open shell.

"boom!"

Once the gunpowder inside the shell was touched by that tiny spark, it exploded instantly.

The entire tank was blown into the air and then crashed down.

Another tank fired, the shell grazing past Masashi's side and piercing through a building in the distance, sending debris tumbling down.

"Hit!"

Some soldiers cheered as they watched the thick smoke billowing out in front of them.

But when the smoke cleared, half of the building collapsed, and Mashiro was no longer there.

"Where is she?! Where is she?!"

The soldiers stood back to back, guns pointed randomly, their eyes frantically searching through the firelight and smoke.

"Behind you."

Mashiro's voice came from behind him.

Chapter 213 Seven In and Seven Out

The soldier turned around abruptly and pointed his gun at him.

Mashiro stood right behind him, very close, her silver hair flowing freely, as if death itself was beckoning to him.

Before he could pull the trigger, his right arm, along with the gun, was severed and sent flying, landing in the fire and exploding with a bang.

"Ahhh!"

He clutched his severed arm, cried out in pain, and fell backward, knocking over his comrades behind him.

Panic spread through their hearts like a plague.

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

Someone was firing wildly into the air, bullets piercing the legs of their own men, screams and curses mingling together.