Even if you're a corrupted magical girl, you still have to try to redeem yourself.

"Ha, a reason for fighting? I have no idea what a reason for fighting is. What reason does fighting need?"

Tiny electric currents began to gather beneath Helica's feet. Although extremely weak, they were steadily accumulating in Helica's hands, and the crackling sound of the electricity grew increasingly noticeable.

“Those idiots, those fools, those ignorant masses who know nothing, this hopeless world is so annoying, I don’t want to deal with all this mess.”

Gold, more and more gold, filled the sky like a torrent, illuminating the dark magic patterns in the sky until they paled in comparison.

"Even so...even so! I'm still a magical girl! I don't want this utterly awful world to be destroyed by someone even more awful like you!"

All the lightning bolts seemed to be summoned, converging towards Helica's body.

The overflowing magic made Herika feel more comfortable than ever before.

She seems to be omnipotent now.

Snapped.

A snap of fingers rang out.

Xu Yan Zhenbai snapped his fingers.

The crisp sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

All the thunder and all the dazzling light vanished as if they didn't exist in this world.

Along with the lightning, the enormous black demonic runes in the sky also vanished.

It hasn't completely disappeared, but the faint magic power that sustains the black magic runes is almost gone, and it looks like it has completely blended into the night.

At the same time, Gen Ken Mashiro, who had been standing upright, suddenly knelt down with a thud, clutching her chest and retching violently.

Herlica's aura and the magic power surging within her vanished without a trace, just like the golden lightning that had just filled the sky.

Genjiro Mashiro used her hands to support herself on the ground and struggled to stand up.

"Excuse me, I have to interrupt you for a moment."

Genki Mashiro's face was deathly pale, but for the first time in front of Herika, Rei clearly adopted the posture of a victor.

"If I were to let you also master the release of the gods, and then consume a lot of magic power and time on you, I would be in a difficult situation."

“What…” Helica murmured to herself, “What are you talking about? What divine liberation?”

"Loki. The name of my wand, the name of the god of lies and trickery. To make non-existent lies real, and to turn existing truths into lies."

Genjiro picked up his paintbrush and began to paint unrecognizable shapes in the empty air.

"It's very difficult to make others believe a lie. Eliminating skills and turning an impending attack into nothingness is the best you can do."

"But if used correctly, with fragments of her power and sufficient preparation, it is possible to temporarily erase a person's existence, or even make the power that the wand is awakening disappear."

"If, just if, I could invest more magic, if I had more time to prepare, maybe I really would have a chance to eliminate her."

Herika could only watch helplessly as Mashiro Urouge created one abstract painting after another, then used her paintbrush to paint a pure white canvas, and continued to utter words she could not understand.

The enormous black demonic pattern in the sky has become incredibly dim. This should be a good thing, right?

My goal was to prevent that huge black magic rune from harming the entire city. Now I should have achieved my goal, right?

But why? Why does Helica feel like she's lost something important?

"No, what... what are you talking about?!"

"What I'm saying is, your Divine Liberation no longer exists." Genki Mashiro pointed her paintbrush at Helica, concluding definitively. "If you think Divine Liberation can defeat me, then what reason do you have to fight now?"

“I am a magical girl, even without divine intervention… even without it…” Helica gripped the warhammer tightly.

What is divine liberation?

It was Miya Miya's weapon that allowed her to turn the tide when she was on the verge of defeat.

It was the vampire girl's strength that allowed her to defeat herself and Mizuno Yui in a one-against-two battle on the beach.

It is the source of arrogance of the black-haired girl with six wings who has caused irreparable damage to the festival.

It was the power that Mizuno Yuuji released when he sent himself here.

It is something essential for her, as a magical girl, to protect this hopeless yet beautiful world.

Without divine intervention, how am I supposed to fight those guys?

But the other party said that their divine liberation no longer exists?

It's not that I haven't mastered it yet, or that I don't have enough magic to use it; it's that it no longer exists.

No, no, no, that's not true. How could such a thing happen? There must be another chance. It can definitely be used again.

Helica continued to gather her magic, but the incredibly faint lightning bolts were like extremely thin threads, utterly incapable of blocking any powerful impact, let alone defeating the enemy before her with such a thing.

Genjiro Mashiro's eyes flickered, as if he had thought of something important.

"When magical girls reach their end, they can only return to mediocrity or revert to darkness. Are you willing to accept that?"

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"I suddenly had an idea. How about you? Do you want to come with me to end this hopeless history of magical girls?"

"Who wants to do those bastard things with you?"

Helica charged forward and swung her warhammer down on him.

The warhammer ultimately failed to hit Genki Mashiro. A colorless mass blocked Helica's attack from several centimeters above her head, while Genki Mashiro beneath the mass remained completely unaffected.

Do you feel powerless?

Genki Mashiro asked softly.

"Is there no 'anger'? No 'lust' for power? Doesn't one feel incurable despair?"

"Don't try that on me!" The warhammer, which was gradually losing power, burst out with its last light and continued to press down on the head of Genki Mashiro.

The heat scorched against Genki Mashiro's defenses, getting closer and closer to the top of his head.

"I'm a magical girl! How can I despair before anyone else does!"

"Ugh."

Genken Mashiro sighed.

"You are a respectable magical girl."

"Pity."

The vortex of colors swept Helica into it, wantonly ravaging the girl's body, as if it wanted to knead Helica into a ball and relentlessly pour out its power.

As the colors faded, Helica's tattered body slowly collapsed.

It hurts so much, it hurts so much, it hurts terribly.

The scenery in front of me has begun to blur.

As a magical girl, she finally broke through the encirclement of those damned nuns and was entrusted with high hopes by Mizuno Yu, but she failed to accomplish anything. She even collapsed before she could use the divine release she was about to master.

Is this my fate?

Not reconciled.

I'm so unwilling to accept this.

It's so frustrating that even the true identity of Jiecheng Yuan couldn't be confirmed.

I'm so unwilling to accept that I couldn't see Yuuki Yuki, and that I couldn't properly and awkwardly tell her that I like her.

Am I really going to die?

Ah, I think so. I'm already hallucinating.

Why did Yuuki Yukina, who was staggering out, stand in front of me?

How did Yuuki Yukino end up in the battlefield of magical girls?

If Yuuki Yukino really is that hopeless pink-haired tentacle woman, she would definitely hide her identity better.

"Kuroken Mashiro!"

Helica heard a name that was unfamiliar.

Moreover, she heard Yuuki Yukino's voice.

That must be Yuuki Yukino's voice.

What did you do?

At the edge of Yuuki Yuuki's blurred vision, the figure of the pink-haired girl wearing the exact same clothes as when they parted gradually became clear.

Without a doubt, it was not a hallucination seen before losing consciousness.

That is Yuuki Yuki.

That familiar magical power began to leak from Yuuki Yuuki's body.

Cold, dangerous, chaotic—undoubtedly, this is the kind of magic only a corrupted magical girl could possess.

pat.

The purplish-black grimoire was spread out in Yuuki Yuuki's palm.

Purple spider lilies bloom around Yuki Eri.

The flowers and leaves were not made up of gentle plants, but rather of translucent purple tentacles that Helica had seen countless times before, growing on the earth and wriggling and twisting rhythmically but meaninglessly toward the sky.

High in the sky, countless wands of various shapes were woven from lines flying out of the magic book, all aimed at Gen Urouge Mashiro, who was looking up at all of this.

Helica longed to hear Yuuki call her name, just as she secretly called her Yuuki.

But they never had the chance; they spent too little time together.

Herlica never imagined that the address she had longed for would be uttered by Yuuki Yuuki in this setting and in this way.

Yuuki Yukino, her shoulders trembling slightly with anger, pulled something out of the grimoire in her hand.

A warhammer, a translucent replica of Helica's wand, fell heavily to the ground, kicking up layers of dust.

Then, the warhammer was pointed directly at Genki Mashiro on the other side.

"What did you do to Helica?!"

Chapter 104 Multiple Choice Questions