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

Even Asahimi, whom Yuuki En had just managed to stop, and Gorgen Mashiro, the instigator of all this, are now ignored by everyone.

After all, the real trouble seems to be just beginning.

"So white! So white! Are you alright? Open your eyes! Open your eyes and look at me!"

Asahi wrapped his arms around Genji Mashiro and used his arms as a pillow under Genji Mashiro's head.

Asahi wanted to call out Genki Mashiro's name louder and shake her body harder, but he was afraid of hurting her, so he could only hold her helplessly.

She felt like she had become that canary again, unable to do anything but rely on others to survive, unable to fly to the heights of her dreams no matter how hard she tried.

Several nuns landed beside Asahi Miyako, standing guard in a tense atmosphere.

Asahimi had no mind to consider the situation around him, nor did he have the slightest intention of issuing any more orders. Compared to the dying Genki Mashiro, nothing else mattered.

She kept calling out that name, feeling something hot flowing down her cheeks and dripping onto the pale face of the girl.

"Zhen Bai...Zhen Bai..."

"Don't cry... I'm not dead yet..." Genken Mashiro opened her eyes a crack and struggled to raise her arm, but her arm only went halfway before falling back down.

Even if Mashiro Gorgen isn't dead, her soul has left her body, so even if she's conscious, she won't be able to maintain that state for long.

When Asahimi had previously dismembered his soul and scattered it into various corners of the city, Gen Urobuchi was always there to oversee the process, ensuring that Asahimi would not be truly injured beyond repair.

But this time it's different for Mashiro Gorgen. She forcibly tore her soul apart, which is like a delicate operation versus gritting your teeth and sawing off a piece of your own arm. The pain and damage are incomparable.

“You…” Asahi Miaki knew all this, but looking at the weak Gen Ken Mashiro, she couldn’t say a word.

Whether it's concern or anger, it doesn't matter to Mashiro Urouge right now; Mashiro Urouge is definitely that kind of person.

All Asahi Miya can do now is stay by Genken Mashiro's side.

Genki Mashiro swallowed hard, as if the action had taken all her strength. Her voice was hoarse, as if she had aged decades, and her words were so unclear that Asahimi had to listen carefully for a long time before she could understand them.

But Asahi Mi finally heard it clearly.

"There...it's already halfway there...the rest..."

"Yes! I know!"

Asahi Miyako gripped Genji Mashiro's hand tightly, nodding forcefully with tears in her eyes.

"Mashiro, you've done your best! Leave the rest to me!"

"Hmm..." Xu Yan Zhenbai let out a long breath. The few words she had just spoken had exhausted most of her strength, and now even her breathing was extremely heavy.

Even so, Mashiro Gorgen still managed to raise her hand, curl her five fingers together, and snap her fingers in a barely audible way.

"This...this is...my last bit of strength. The rest...I'll leave it to..."

This small movement was quickly blown away by the night wind, and no one paid any more attention to her.

Aside from Asahimi, no one would notice Genken Mashiro's limp hand falling down, or her unfinished words.

Everyone's attention was inevitably drawn to Sheng Shiyin lying in the tentacle mass, and they were rushing towards her.

“This is…” Nishio Reki gritted his teeth, wanting to reach out and touch Seishin, but the situation was unclear and he dared not make any rash moves.

As expected of an expert in the realm of souls, Sumireko Yumehara's experience in the dream world allowed her to immediately see the crux of the problem.

“Gen Mashiro threw her soul, along with all that filth, directly into Seishin’s body.”

“So much filth, then…” Nishio Reki’s brows furrowed even more. Ever since a streak of light grazed past her body and struck Seishin, her thoughts seemed to have been interrupted, and now she had no idea what to do.

"The point isn't any filth at all, it's Mashiro Urouge's soul!" Sumireko Yumehara stomped her foot in the air: "Mashiro Urouge is one of the wielders of the wand of the Three Pillar Gods!"

Asahi and Genken Mashiro both said that they needed Yuuki Eri's power to make the Primordial Darkness reappear.

This statement can also be interpreted as meaning that the primordial darkness can only reappear if the magic of the Three Pillar Gods is present.

And now a third of the force has already...

No, this is only one-third of its power. If the Primordial Darkness wants to fully awaken, it will need the power held by Yuuki Enishi and Asahiya.

Just as Nishio Reki realized this, a portal, barely wide enough for one person to pass through, opened in front of the two of them. Asahi, who had been hiding in the darkness, emerged from it and swooped down towards Nishio Reki.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Genjiro Mashiro was being held in the arms of a leading nun. The magic at her fingertips was dissipating into the air like a wisp of smoke, and the portal beside her was collapsing like a cookie.

But Asahimi has already been teleported to her by Mashiro Urouge. Compared to other magical girls, Asahimi arrived much faster!

No matter what Asahimi wants to do, Nishio Reki will not let her have her way!

Without a second thought, Nishio Reki handed over his wand.

However, Asahimi neither dodged nor evaded, but instead increased his speed even more, as if he were heading straight for Nishio Reki's attack.

puff.

Nishio Reki's wand pierced Asahimi's abdomen, and the red-stained spear tip emerged from Asahimi's back, piercing through his entire body.

Asahimi, however, merely grinned, enduring the pain of being pierced, and lunged forward, knocking Nishio Reki to the ground.

Of course, seduce Nishio Reki was not her goal, and Nishio Reki knew that too.

But by the time Nishio Reki realized what she was about to do, Asahimi's fingers had already gently touched Seishine's chest.

At the same time, Nishio Reki clearly saw that Seishin, who seemed to be in a deep sleep, suddenly opened her eyes.

Chapter 229 Ascension

By the time Nishio Reki realized what Asahiya was doing, it was too late to stop him.

The pitch-black magic, the pitch-black soul, and the magic wand that had been completely integrated into Asahimi's soul all flowed slowly into Seishin's body through Asahimi's fingertips.

At the same moment, Sheng Shiyin suddenly opened her eyes.

Like the first cry of a newborn baby, Sheng Shiyin, with her eyes wide open, let out a shrill scream.

The approaching magical girls, the pedestrians around Moonsea City—anyone who could hear the scream instinctively covered their ears in pain.

"what……"

Asahimi grinned, revealing a satisfied yet incredibly weak smile, and quietly removed her hand from Seishin's body.

Nishio Reki's pupils trembled violently as he watched Seishin slowly close her wide-open mouth and begin tearing at the tentacles surrounding her with her hands. Every movement was so brutal that it was impossible to reconcile her with the original, idiotic Seishin.

Just as Nishio was watching Seishin, his wrist holding the wand suddenly twitched.

It was the magic wand; the changes on the wand pried open Nishio Reki's hand.

Asahimi, who had been pierced by the halberd, hung his hands limply, as if he had lost consciousness, and his eyes had lost much of their luster.

The girl's body continued to slide down due to gravity, and the blood gushing from her abdomen stained Nishio Reki's wand with a rusty, bright red.

Only then did Nishio Reki belatedly reach out her hand, instinctively trying to grab Asahimi, but her hand ultimately missed Asahimi by a fraction of a second, grasping only empty air.

She watched helplessly as her already shattered blade pierced through Asahimi's body once more, and watched Asahimi fall helplessly from the sky, disappearing into the endless darkness.

Nishio Reki was unable to catch Asahimi, and if you were to ask why...

Seishin, who was lying on the tentacle bed, sat up and looked at Nishio Reki next to her with her empty and lifeless eyes.

That look was something Nishio Reki had seen before. Countless empty shells that were copied because of Hayashi Mustard all had that look in their eyes; they were all monsters acting on instinct.

Even though the power within Saintess's body hasn't been adjusted to its optimal state, she's already in a berserk state.

"Nishio Reki! Stop spacing out! Stop her!"

Sumireko Yumehara's shout exploded right next to Reki Nishio's ear, making his eardrums ache.

By the time Nishio Reki recovered from his brief moment of distraction, Yumehara Sumireko had already driven her chariot toward Seishin, who had not yet made a move.

At the same moment, Seishin suddenly raised her hand and firmly grasped the sharp blade of the trident that Yumehara Sumireko had thrust in front of her.

On one side was Sumireko Yumehara driving the tank, and on the other side was only Shion Seishin. This duel, which seemed to have no need to guess the final outcome, was decided in an instant.

Yumehara Sumireko and her chariot were forced to a stop by Seishin's hand. Even though Yumehara Sumireko's face had turned red from the force, she could not move forward an inch.

Nishio Reki immediately swung his wand and stabbed it at the back of the Holy Hymn.

Saint Shiyin didn't even turn her head; she simply raised her arm a little higher, and that was all.

But with the movement of Seishion's arm, Yumehara Sumireko was lifted up as if she were holding a hammer handle.

Then, with a flick of her wrist, Yumehara Sumireko was sent hurtling towards Nishio Reki like a cannonball.

"Goo!"

"Waaah!"

The two collided, letting out a muffled groan of pain from their throats, and both lost their balance, rolling to the side like billiard balls.

Meanwhile, the other magical girls who had come to provide support had arrived on the battlefield. Without uttering a single unnecessary word or even a command, the girls had already identified their current enemy.

Why worry about all that? Let's get the hymns under control first.

The gray wind and blood mist swirled, rushing within a few steps of Seishine, who had just shaken off Yumehara Sumireko. The katana and dagger swung out arcs of red and gray light, aiming directly at the vital parts that Seishine had no time to attend to.

Saint Shion's hand suddenly fell, black mist wrapped around her palm, and without even glancing at it, she reached behind her and firmly grasped the attack launched by Hong Moli and Bai Gui Qianyou.

The blades swirled, and the two girls spun like tops. The blades, spinning with the two girls, cut away at the misty magic swirling around Saintess's palms, but this speed was no match for the speed at which the mist was generated in Saintess's palms.

Fortunately, it wasn't just the two of them who arrived at the battlefield. A fist covered in lightning crashed down with a dull thud, and the lightning around it danced wildly like a spider web.

Saint Shion raised her knee to take the heavy blow from Helica's lightning strike. The black magic surrounding her knee transformed into a flowing shield, standing shoulder to shoulder with the lightning that Helica was relentlessly eroding Saint Shion's body.

Herlica tilted her head, and a silver beam of light grazed the girl's fluttering gold hair, shooting straight towards Saint Shion's heart.

The weapon surrounding Saint Shion suddenly surged, with countless smoke-like tentacles growing wildly within it, firmly grasping the elusive moonlight arrow.

"No way?" Herica's lips twitched as she watched the tentacles forcefully change the direction of Mizuno Yu's sneak attack arrow. The Moonlight Arrow was grabbed by the tentacles, swung around their bodies, and then slowly pointed at her.

Bang bang bang.

A barrage of bullets came from the side and rear, intended to hit Saint Shion herself, but instead accidentally dispersed the mist, causing the arrow to miss Heavenly Thunder Helica and instead fly past her side into the darkness.

Inuyama Tomoe had already flashed to Seishin's side along with those bullets, and mercilessly brought down her gun blade.

From Koumori's attack to Inuyama Tomoe's attack, everyone's attacks were merciless.

Faced with a monster that had absorbed so much vast and tainted magic, they showed no arrogance whatsoever in showing mercy.

Boom!

boom!

Nishio Reki and Yumehara Sumireko had also adjusted their positions and handed over their wands. Seishin curled her elbows, and mist seemed to emanate from her skin, firmly blocking the two's attacks.