Saint Prayer agreed very easily: "Of course, I will tear my soul into pieces, leaving only a little to maintain myself, and I will scatter these pieces to every corner of Moonsea City. Isn't this another way of seeing the world from a different perspective with my own eyes?"

"It will hurt a lot."

"Of course, the pain of having one's soul torn apart must be unimaginable, right?"

"I cannot guarantee that this plan will succeed."

"But since Mashiro told me about this plan, it means she must be confident, right? I should also contribute. My soul, which possesses a portion of the power of the Primordial Darkness, can awaken the darkest parts of people's hearts, just like the Primordial Darkness itself, turning their worst emotions into filth, which I can then collect. In this process, because the power of Shub Nicholas within me will be greatly weakened, I can successfully escape the suppression of the Primordial power and discard it before my soul is fully restored. Isn't that what we agreed on?"

"This is not simply splitting the soul in two, nor is it the Primordial Darkness simply splitting its power to escape its shackles. As your soul is distributed to various corners of Moonsea City, the one who stays by my side will surely forget everything that happened between us in the past, and there may be things that we cannot foresee."

"It's alright. In the end, my lost souls will return to me, along with the filth they've collected and my lost memories."

"But the soul pieced back together may no longer be the original you."

“It doesn’t matter if it’s not. Saint Prayer is a saint who exists for the church, but now that the church is gone, the saint’s duties should be put down. In the very end, I just want to fulfill our wish with Mashiro and leave something behind for Moonsea City.”

Saint Prayer squinted his eyes and revealed a warm smile.

Even though the snow outside the window was still frozen after the New Year, Mashiro Gorgen felt as if she had seen spring.

"Mashiro, if my future self forgets anything, then you will retell our story to my future self, bit by bit. If my future self makes a mistake, then you will gradually bring her back on track. If we still have a future, please guide me for the rest of my life."

Genki Mashiro glanced at it lightly.

"Don't say lines that sound like you're about to die. No matter what you become, I will bring you back to your original state."

Sheng Qi slightly opened his mouth, and then a smile spread across his lips, a smile that was both smug and gratified.

In the end, Seiki said nothing, but gently called out the name of Genki Mashiro.

"Oh right, it's really white."

"Ok?"

“In the past, I couldn’t choose my future or my mission, but now it’s different. For the first time, I feel like I’m living for myself, like I’ve been reborn.”

"Why are you suddenly saying such embarrassing things?"

"You...you know these things are embarrassing! Anyway, I just feel that it's great to not have to shoulder any necessary missions, but to work hard for the path you've chosen."

"so what?"

"So I want a new name, a new identity, no longer a saint, no longer a saint of the church, but my own name."

"Xiao Qi, you know, the moment the plan succeeds, we will both..."

Before Xu Yanzhen Shiro could finish speaking, her lips were gently pressed against Seiki's by a finger.

"Shh—" Seiki's finger gently touched Xu Yan Zhenbai's lips, then withdrew it, placing her hands behind her back: "Even if it's just for a short time, I want to be myself, to become someone without any labels, someone who moves forward with you in an ordinary way. So..."

“Mi”.

"what?"

"Asahimi, facing the warm sun of the new year, waiting for the plants to grow, your name is most suitable as a new life."

"Pfft." The girl couldn't help but laugh out loud: "What? I didn't expect you to have this side, Mashiro. You've always seemed pretty serious. I didn't expect you to be such a blockhead!"

“I’ve never been a blockhead; a blockhead wouldn’t come up with so many plans.”

"However, I really like this name."

……

The first step of the plan was to spread the talisman containing fragments of Mi's soul, under the guise of a divine gift, throughout every corner of Moonsea City like a virus.

The reason for choosing this elaborate method is partly because magic or divination have indeed become popular recently, but more importantly, it is to recreate the birth of the primordial darkness, for those dark things must be nourished by "wishes".

Mystery, the internet, and legends—these keywords not only provided ample cover for their actions but also continuously refined their desires.

Nourished by the wishes of resentful, delinquent girls, the fragments of souls, which were initially almost blank slates, were stained with the initial darkness.

When the website was hacked, Genki Mashiro decisively shut it down. Even though the spread wasn't that wide, the initial seed had already been planted.

The girls infected by the "seed" already possessed fragments of Mi's soul, which were at the level of primordial darkness. Therefore, the method that Mashiro Urokin used to create fake corrupted magical girls in Nijiha City came in handy once again, and this time the corrupted magical girls she created were even closer to the real thing.

The next step is to use these things to further expand the influence, create a chain reaction, and then spread fragments of the soul and fear to more people, using them as a cover.

While Asahimi and Genken Mashiro were doing these things, they were also making other preparations.

In a secluded place, he used Asahimi's magic to restore his wand, which was the enormous sanctuary.

The sanctuary was originally designed to create new life and magical girls; without a magic wand, Asahimi's fighting power would be greatly reduced.

At the same time, they forcibly entered the Dream Realm, brought back the escaped Saint Shiyin, and stuffed the primordial power into Saint Shiyin's body for her to temporarily keep.

Most of Genki Mashiro's energy was spent preventing Seishin from causing them trouble with that power, which gave Yuuki Yui and the others plenty of time.

The Dreamland, being the closest place to the original magical girl's magical cycle, is also an indispensable part of the Gyoken Mashiro Project.

To put it another way—if Mashiro Urokin didn't know about the existence of the Dream Realm, she wouldn't know how to take the step of obtaining enough magic power in her plan.

Using the corrupted magical girl, Asahimi, who was captured by Yuuki and taken to the Dreamland—a monster formed from the growth of Asahimi's soul fragments—as a beacon, Asahimi directly invaded the Dreamland—although this was a last resort after Yuuki had already begun to notice something amiss.

But the result was that Mashiro Goraki used the Dream Realm as a medium to directly connect the real world with the world of primordial magic.

The rest was quite simple: Asahimi detonated all the soul fragments, turning the filth they carried into a black river, while simultaneously creating chaos in Moonsea City, collecting as much filth as possible within the limited time...

Using his wand to block the magical girls as much as possible, Asahimi took the opportunity to reabsorb the scattered soul fragments back into his body, restoring most of his power and completely mastering Shubnigs, which was no longer suppressed by the original magic.

All that remains is for Mashiro Urouge to compress the magic that permeates the entire city into Seishin's body, making her the vessel of the Primordial and Primordial Darkness, and then exchanging her sacrifice for the end of the magical girl's future.

……

She, Mashiro, and Shion have already come this far. They have spent so much time on this plan, and there is absolutely no possibility of failure.

Theoretically speaking, they should not be able to fail. Mashiro Gorgen should have already considered most of the possible scenarios.

But why is it that whenever Asahimi sees Yuuki Yukino's current expression, he suddenly feels uneasy?

"Stop bluffing! We've come this far, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve to turn things around?"

Asahimi gritted her teeth, throwing all the jumbled thoughts out of her mind, and then gave an order, and the insects hovering in the air swarmed toward Yuuki Eri.

"Of course, if I didn't have a way to turn the tide, how could I be so confident?" Yuuki Yui made a V-sign with her fingers at Asahimi, and the imaginary wand went against the current and collided with the swarm of insects.

Although Asahimi was also manipulating the frenzied swarm of insects, the filth and her worry for Genken Mashiro had already made her mind no longer on the battlefield on her side. Every now and then, she would turn her attention to Genken Mashiro, who was being attacked by Nishio Reki and Yumehara Sumireko.

It's alright, nothing will happen. Mashiro has already made preparations to prevent herself from being ambushed.

As long as Yog-Sothoth's power is available, even if Mashiro can't defeat him, no one else can hurt her.

But just as Asahiya was thinking this, the blow that truly changed the battlefield occurred.

Suddenly, the space around Genki Mashiro cracked open, and the screaming, bleary-eyed girl raised her fist, not daring to even glance at Genki Mashiro, and simply sent her fist flying.

"Waaaaaah! Waaaaaah!!"

Who is this woman? Why haven't we seen her make a move yet?

I remember now. Mashiro once said that the primordial power that leaked out also had a carrier. It seems that this guy is that carrier.

However, this kind of action is so amateurish that it has no chance of affecting Mashiro at all.

But for that kind of attack, Mashiro could easily...

Asahi Misaki thought to herself, watching the wormhole in the space around Genki Mashiro open again, preparing to teleport the bespectacled girl's fist to the side.

The girl's fist touched the wormhole, shattering it into pieces like breaking a piece of candy.

The girl, who had never experienced a battle before, landed a seemingly playful punch that accurately struck the strongest enemy on the battlefield.

Chapter 226 Super Headbutt!

A few minutes earlier, in the small space that Sumireko Yumehara had temporarily created.

"Just as Xiaoyuan said, we need to roughly replicate what Xuyan Mashiro is doing. I will exchange the part of the original power that is sealed in my body. In this way, my shackles can be removed. And Ms. Sumireko, you need to use the original power in your body as a guide to completely return my power to Lin Jiezi. And Lin Jiezi, what you need to do is to feel that power as much as possible and use that power."

Nishio Reki quickly explained the matter that Yuuki Yukino had asked him to do earlier.

Yumehara Sumireko gently rubbed her hands, her gaze sweeping over Nishio Reki and Hayashi Mustard in the chariot, before she fell into deep thought with an air of seriousness.

After a long pause, Sumireko Yumehara clenched her fist with certainty, her armor clanging loudly. "I'm fine. Since it was Yuuki Yukina who proposed the plan, even though it may sound impractical, the three of us, who are connected to the original magical girl, should still have a pretty good chance of success."

After Nishio Reki and Yumehara Sumireko both expressed their opinions, the pressure fell on Hayashi Mustard, who had witnessed many grand scenes that she had never heard of or even imagined while hiding in the tank.

Lin Jiezi looked left at Nishio Reki, who had his arms crossed, and right at Yumehara Sumireko, whose hands were behind her back, until the last burden had fallen on her shoulders.

The more Kelin Jiezi wanted to answer, the less his tongue obeyed him, and he began to stutter as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I... Ah? I... I don't know... I don't... gurgle... gurgle gurgle gurgle!"

She tried to get her answer out, but it felt like something was stuck in her throat, making it hard to breathe and turning her face red.

Yumehara Sumireko wanted to help Hayashi Keiko catch her breath, lest Hayashi Keiko actually suffocate in front of her.

But the moment her armor made a clanging sound, Nishio Reki stopped her with a stern look, as if to say to himself, "Let her handle these things herself."

Yumehara Sumireko eventually withdrew her hand, waiting for Hayashi Keiko to slowly catch her breath after her face turned completely red, and her complexion improved considerably.

"I...I..." Lin Jiezi was still stuttering, but after a while, she was able to speak again.

Even though what she said when she opened her mouth was a contradictory statement that ruined the atmosphere.

“I…I might not be able to do it…No, that’s not right…I, I can’t do it.”

pat.

Nishio Reki placed his hands on Lin Jiezi's shoulders, firmly holding her body. His eyes, which seemed to pierce through Lin Jiezi's soul, stared straight into her eyes, startling her. For a moment, Lin Jiezi forgot to look away and could only stare blankly at Nishio Reki.

Nishio Reki tightened his grip on her hands, as if trying to imprison Hayashi Keiko here, but Hayashi Keiko felt a strange power from Nishio Reki's hands, as if it could be transmitted to her.

"It's not a question of whether you can do it, but that you must do it."

……

I can do it, I can do it, I can do it!

Lin Jiezi kept repeating it to herself.

Yuuki Yuki was the first to make a move, passing the signal to Nishio Reki, who then launched a surprise attack on Genki Mashiro. Later, when Genki Mashiro was too exhausted to fight in two separate battles, Yumehara Sumireko intervened.

These are all feints. If they succeed, all the better. But if they fail, the real showdown will be up to us.

She...she was just an ordinary girl who knew nothing and understood nothing. Even though she possessed those seemingly exaggerated powers, she had never fought a single battle.

Facing the strongest enemy right from the start, and holding the last baton in the relay race, such a heavy responsibility... this is much harder than standing on the stage, beating the drum, and mustering the courage to make a request to the student council president.

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