Starting with magical girls, I'll reign supreme for eternity.

However, that number is astronomical!

All the members of the Holy Church hesitated.

Staying here might mean certain death.

But if they have to give up all their points, what's the difference between that and death?

Then, a giant magic javelin pierced through from above!

The violent magic surged throughout the entire temple square, and some people were caught off guard and were swallowed up, letting out screams!

Some people disappeared without even letting out a scream.

The prince glanced at the system.

A large amount of data is being entered.

Soul materialization—she's compiling and storing the soul as data...

"There's no time!"

Without a second thought, the prince roared, "Hand over the points, or you'll all die..."

Before he could finish speaking, another violent tremor struck!

The top of the sanctuary was completely smashed.

That arrogant and unparalleled true disciple, the headmistress of Hogwarts, the strongest magical girl here.

The little witch Thousand Needle Grass fell into the Sanctuary space like a cannonball!

Soon, the little witch patted her bottom, dug herself out of the embedded ground, looked around, and beckoned. The Supreme Emperor Weapon seemed to have received a call.

It didn't even need to be counted; it flew directly into her hand.

"Please borrow it for now, everyone. Good luck at Hogwarts."

As the Thousand Needle Grass flew away and the space of the Sanctuary further collapsed, the members of the Sanctuary finally came to their senses.

"Let's go!"

"These are all my points!"

"Find out anyone who refuses to give it! No hiding anything!"

"If everyone contributes, it's the same as no one contributing, so it's not a loss!"

Watching the points rise rapidly, the prince smiled slightly. Her throne rose beneath the supreme god, and she sat comfortably upon it, crossing her legs, propping her cheek with one hand, and gazing with amusement at the chaotic crowd below.

"Watch me take action and lead you away from the suction of the plateau, so you won't be captured!"

The white fox blankly took out paper and pen: "In the first year of the Purple Annihilation Calendar, Prince Ita'en of the fallen Kingdom of Mirror plotted a coup and usurped the throne of the Holy Temple with lies. The Main God Space transformed into the Xuanhuang Immortal Ship, attempting to escape the Immortal Ruins and crash into the high wall..."

"What nonsense are you memorizing? Go to hell!"

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"Expelliarmus (Expelliarmus)"

"Heavenly Emperor Fist".

"Petrificus Totalus"

"Heavenly Emperor Fist".

"Expulso"

"Heavenly Emperor Fist".

"Sectumsempra (Divine Edge Without Shadow)"

"Heavenly Emperor Fist!"

"Will this ever end?! Can we please stop having to repeat a grade? I'm speechless!"

"Heavenly Emperor Fist! One punch shatters all laws!"

Once again, he dodged the sect leader's powerful punch, which then slammed directly into the most majestic peak of the Other Shore Plateau.

Huge cracks spread rapidly throughout the entire ruins!

Thousand Needles sat panting on her wand, her witch's hat, which she usually took great care of, hanging crookedly on her forehead, but she didn't have the energy to care about it anymore.

Her clothes were smashed to shreds, and the magic armor from her waist down to her abdomen and below her left arm was barely holding together, exposing her fair skin, which was stained with some dust and blood.

Her face looked a bit dirty, but at this moment, as she looked down at the Chongxu below, which had been smashed into pieces by that punch and was beginning to collapse—the Chongxu that had transformed into the Other Shore Plateau seemed to have come alive.

Those shattered stone ruins writhed wildly like flesh and blood!

All the falling debris and lime instantly turned into blood, gushing down like a red galaxy across the universe.

When Ziyuan pulled her fist out of the void.

Those fragments of flesh and blood from the other side of the plateau writhe and merge wildly, piecing themselves back together.

In no time, the entire plateau on the other side returned to its original state, with only a great river of blood flowing into the world, like a waterfall.

"You're cheating, Master! The moment a fight starts, the environment changes and it becomes your home ground. It's one thing to bully the weak, but to cheat in a place like this is unacceptable! I won't accept this!"

Despite being badly beaten, the Thousand Needle Grass remained resilient and unyielding.

"Break my Heavenly Emperor Fist first."

However, Shion didn't indulge her, simply putting her hands behind her back, "There's no need to take advantage of the environment with you."

"Heh, you clearly chose me as your first disciple, obviously caring about me a lot, but you always put on a nonchalant and frivolous act, pretending you don't care about me at all. Actually, you wanted to attract my attention and make a huge comeback from a negative favor rating to win me over in one go. What a pity, Master, you've already failed miserably from the very beginning, so it's completely impossible..."

"Gibberish, take another punch from me!"

Even though he quickly pulled up his wand and flew upwards, his legs were still grazed by the force of the Emperor's Fist.

The Thousand Needle Grass fell into the plateau like a cannonball, piercing through the cauldron and the plateau, and crashed out from the other side, until she reassembled her wand.

She barely managed to stop herself, then grabbed the witch's hat again and put it back on her forehead. "Master, don't you think the saying 'one force can overcome all laws' is a very lazy way of putting it?"

"How could a mere Harry Potter fan like you possibly understand the mysteries of magic?"

As Shion charged again, chains emerged from the ground and bound her ankles.

Does Harry Potter contain this kind of magic?

While Violet was still confused, Thousand Needles planted its wand in the ground.

"Eight Fierce Mystic Fire Formation!"

Huge tongues of fire spread rapidly from the chains, engulfing Shion before she could even react!

Just as Ziyuan was about to use her massive magical power to extinguish the flames, the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon burned even more fiercely in her magical power, its body tightly binding her and biting her left chest.

The raging flames of the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon surged continuously into the heart, and even Ziyuan's demonic armor could not help but dim a little!

"The so-called 'one force can overcome all magic' is just a slogan shouted because they can't think of any interesting magic duels and have no good moves. It sounds impressive, but it's actually just fate. The reason for victory is like a primary school student cheating: 'I'm stronger than you, I could do it too!'"

Although Ziyuan was tightly entangled by the Eight Desolate Fire Dragons, she only sneered, "As if your Hogwarts is not like this."

"Isn't that right? At least we have decryption to solve the puzzles, and magic duels also depend on skill."

"Where's the skill? Isn't it just shouting 'Avada Kedavra' and pointing your wand at the enemy? Your Avada Kedavra also relies on brute force, doesn't it? It doesn't feel as skillful as our Sequence Duel."

Ziyuan grabbed the head of the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon and tore it apart!

"So these ignorant Harry Potter fans are truly disgusting."

"We Avada Kedavraes rely on our own killing intent; it's quite a skill, isn't it!"

Flames flew everywhere, and the Thousand Needle Grass weaved through the fireworks, gazing at the sect leader below and then at the distant sanctuary.

Although Prince Ithaan had gathered the Holy Order members and spent points to relocate, escape from the polluted Otherworld Plateau was clearly not so easy.

The entire other side of the plateau is clinging tightly to the sanctuary, trying to completely engulf it.

"Master."

Thousand Needles, who had been chatting and fighting with Violet, took a deep breath and her expression became slightly serious. "Are you serious? You're not planning to let any of them go?"

"This is the way to save the world."

"I don't understand anymore." Thousand Needle Grass stopped in mid-air. "I've never really understood what Master says, so I wanted Master to not understand what I'm saying either. But it seems like Master understands everything. He even looks at things he hates. And he understands them very well. I can't get into or understand things I don't like."

"Just argue with others more."

The reason why Shion is so familiar with Harry Potter is that when she was arguing with various Harry Potter fans, she would read Harry Potter again and again in order to refute their arguments and find snippets of information to refute and completely defeat them.

Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle.

Otherwise, those ignorant Harry Potter fans would just label her a "cloud dog" and then claim victory themselves.

She was determined to break down the fragile psychological defenses of those Harry Potter fans, dragging them out of their self-consoling dens of mental victory and giving them a good beating!

“But Master said that we are a righteous sect and must never kill the innocent or stand by and watch someone die.”

Thousand Needle Grass pressed her hand to her heart. "One must have one's own decisions, follow one's heart, and have clear thoughts. Therefore, even if the person opposite is Master, one cannot back down. This is the true teaching of the Qingyun Sect."

"good."

The little witch exhaled, "Then I won't be polite, Master."

After saying that, he tapped his chest.

"Mental imagery unfolds."

An even more colossal Hogwarts began to engulf the ruins!

Abandoning her wand, Thousand Needles, sitting atop the stone statue, pressed down on the Little Witch's Hat. "Then I'll have to give it my all, Master!"

Within the academy, amplified forbidden arts include fire, stone statues, the three unforgivable curses, and black magic.

It engulfed the violet in an instant!

"Heavenly Emperor Fist!"

Shion's response was as consistent as ever.

One punch shattered all the magic, and another punch shook the mental realm!

The dense Eight Desolate Fire Dragons bit into Ziyuan's entire body, frantically evaporating her magic power, but she was also dragged along, step by step towards the Thousand Needle Grass!

Is this all there is to it?