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

That was her own voice.

"Oh, of course."

Helica had never felt so relaxed before, and answered softly.

"Is that so?" the voice asked again.

“Yes,” Helica replied.

"Then why are you struggling?"

struggle?

Yourself?

Herlica suddenly opened her eyes.

His wrists, ankles, and body were all surrounded by crackling electric sparks.

The crackling electric current caused the pink-haired girl to momentarily pull away from herself, withdrawing her fingers that were committing lewd acts from her body.

That wasn't something Helica released willingly.

It was the power that erupted from her instinct to protect herself.

Have I really given up?

No! Every move I make is a testament to my unwillingness to give up.

Am I really unwilling to accept this?

That's right! Of course I'm not willing to accept this!

Wasn't it this pink-haired magical girl who turned her senior, Mizuno Yu, into that person?

Unforgivable.

Unforgivable! Unforgivable! Unforgivable!

I don't want to give up!

All I wanted was to give her...

"Are you struggling?" the voice asked again.

“Ah! Yes! I am struggling!” Herika roared in response.

Do you want power?

"Yes! I want power!"

Helica's teeth were grinding together.

"Even though I'm so terrible, even though I'm a disqualified magical girl! I still want to, I still want to protect this world!"

"Even if..." the voice didn't finish its sentence.

That was Helica's own voice. She knew better than anyone what she wanted to say, and she knew better than anyone what price she would have to pay.

Even so, I will not hesitate!

Black and red lightning descended from the sky, completely engulfing Helica's body.

The tentacles binding Helica seemed to sense an instinctive fear and retreated in all directions.

However, it's too late.

Long before the dark lightning could escape, it had already pulverized everything it enveloped.

Apart from Helica herself, who was at the very center of the lightning strike.

Amidst the pitch-black lightning, a blonde girl dressed in a long dress made of black lightning stood out, her golden eyes filled with undisguised hostility.

The black and red magic left its first mark on the girl's body.

Chapter 142 The World's Best Magical Girl

It got even darker.

The rumbling thunder echoed across the sky, summoning thick, impenetrable clouds that obscured the girls' heads. Only a few streaks of dark red lightning tore through the sky, barely illuminating the girls' profiles.

"Oh."

The pink-haired girl squinted her eyes and couldn't help but let out a heartfelt exclamation.

What impressed her most was the girl whose aura surged once again, now enveloped in red lightning.

Perhaps it was the brand that quietly appeared on the back of the girl's hand.

For Helica the Thunder, what her opponents praised was irrelevant to her.

There has always been only one thing she wanted to do, what she should do, and what she should do, and that has never changed.

Black and red lightning gathered in Helica's palm, so powerful that Helica's true appearance was obscured.

Immediately afterward, as Helica leaped into the air, her fist, enveloped in crimson lightning, swung straight out, changing direction in mid-air and smashing down towards her opponent's head.

A bolt of lightning, many times thicker than Helica's arm, seemed to be summoned by Helica and fell from the sky along with her fist.

Amidst the baptism of red lightning, the pink-haired girl's figure rapidly retreated, her body still bearing numerous tiny arcs of electricity and burn marks from the lightning.

"Tsk."

As the lightning dissipated, Helica clicked her tongue in displeasure at the sight of her fist embedded in the earth.

"So you can dodge after all?"

"Of course." The pink-haired girl patted the charred parts of her body, her five fingers rhythmically clenching and unclenching in sequence. Her movements were slightly stiff, as if she was getting used to the electric current coursing through her body.

"So you can talk, huh?"

Helica snorted coldly, rushed forward, and unleashed an attack in her hand that was exactly the same as before.

The only difference was that this time it was a lunge punch. The moment it touched the girl, the power contained in the fist exploded, like a firework exploding on flat ground. The shockwave and raging electricity surged through the air.

The pink-haired girl was hit squarely by the punch.

This should be considered a lucky hit, right?

The claws, several times sharper than the girl's hand, grabbed Helica's fist as she threw the punch, taking the blow with the most direct force of the impact.

The opponent could catch the fist, but not the subsequent red lightning. The explosive thunder shattered the sharp claw that resembled black mist into dust.

The pink-haired girl's own arms didn't look too good either. The magical armor on her entire arm had disappeared, leaving only a limp, delicate arm covered in tiny scars hanging limply at one side of her body.

“Herika, I had no idea you had such an ability.”

The pink-haired girl grasped her limp wrist with her good hand. Thin purple threads were mending the girl's arm, threading in and out of her wrist as if stitching it up. Her gaze was not on herself at all, but was always on Helica.

"You know me?" Helica clenched her fists again, magic power gathering in her body, ready to launch another attack at any moment.

On the back of the girl's hand, the second mark of the unclean brand was silently imprinted.

“Of course.” The pink-haired girl raised her hand again, which seemed to have been patched up, clenched her fist, and then swung it behind her.

She forcefully flung out a semi-transparent greatsword, which she now held behind her back.

It all happened so fast that Helica didn't even see how the greatsword appeared in the other person's hand.

However, the fact that her opponent has gripped her weapon proves that she still has the strength to fight.

Helica dared not hesitate for a moment when fighting against such an opponent.

The lightning spear, formed from dark red lightning, gradually grew in Helica's hand, and in the blink of an eye, it had already surpassed Helica's own height.

She had used this attack method before; when she pierced through the obese giant monster that fell from the sky along with the pink-haired girl, Helica used this lightning spear to completely penetrate it.

The lightning spear back then seemed to be cast in gold, but the lightning spear in Helica's hand now had long lost its holy color.

And, back then, the lightning spear was thrown by Helica, but now, Helica is directly holding the lightning spear and smashing it down.

The lightning spear and the imaginary greatsword clashed, their magic clashing against each other, neither giving way to the other.

Rumbling--

The sound, which didn't sound like weapons clashing at all, rang out as the girls completed their first collision.

However, neither side intends to give up.

The second and third strikes—neither the greatsword nor the lightning spear seemed like weapons that could be swung so quickly, yet in the girls' hands, the wands moved with such speed that their trajectory was impossible to discern.

The explosions of clashing weapons echoed louder and louder as the girls clashed head-on.

Even the loud thunder couldn't drown out the girls' voices.

How do you know me?!

"If you know, you know; there's no need for so many whys."

"Who are you? What do you want to do to me?!"

"Don't you know who I am?"

"That's not an answer! It was you who took away all the people I cherished!"

"It has nothing to do with me."

"You're a liar! A liar! You're a fraud!"

Herlica's tightly gripped lightning spear flew from her hand and pierced straight towards the pink-haired girl's chest.

The electric light scorched the runic greatsword the girl used to defend against the lightning spear, sinking deeper and deeper like a scorching iron ball sinking into ice.

boom.

The pink-haired girl actually crushed the giant sword to pieces.

With no more obstacles, the lightning spear swept past with unstoppable momentum.

However, the moment the greatsword blocked the way was enough for the pink-haired girl to prepare to dodge. In the end, the lightning spear only grazed the girl's shoulder, taking away a large number of magical equipment fragments.

"Are you trying to lie to me again?!"

Herlica's eyes widened in anger, her teeth grinding together in her mouth.

"It was you from the very beginning! You approached us without permission! You concealed your identity without permission! You left us without permission! And then... you strangely and without permission, you came to us again! Yuuki Yukina, you are a big liar!"

Helica was suddenly taken aback.