Uma Musume Girl, I'll tell you about my Santa Hat special move too?

Oguri Hat, did you see that?!

I am so powerful now.

Not just someone who defeated your successor, but this second-generation Oguri Hat—

Even if you were to personally appear on this field, I'm confident... I won't lose to you a second time!

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Seeing Qingzhu recall, he overtook Mach and rushed straight towards the finish line.

The bell-ringing parade also clenched its fists. Although it was apologetic that it had hit Qingzhu Huiyi's face instead of stopping the other party from breaking through.

But now, there's no time to think about those things.

Having come to this point, how could she, who had once graced the Takarazuka Memorial, allow such a scene to unfold before her eyes?

Gritting her teeth, she was about to accelerate forward.

However, the next moment, her expression turned extremely awkward.

At that moment, his limbs began to twitch, and even gasping for breath was of no use; the feeling of oxygen deprivation became increasingly severe.

Running could previously generate heat to ward off the chill of the spring rain, but that's no longer effective.

My physical strength was rapidly depleting, my hands and feet were completely cold, and I couldn't even take another step forward.

The man who rang the bell opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, so he could only clench his teeth.

She certainly knew what was going on in this situation:

She lost control.

This is a state of collapse that occurs when one's physical strength is completely exhausted.

The bell-ringing parade—while this racehorse girl's racing career isn't as spectacular as Aotake no Kyoukai's, it's already her fourth year. Therefore, her physical condition has begun to decline to some extent.

She was originally a runner who mainly focused on medium-distance races, but now she can only focus on mile-level races.

However, there was something wrong with the bell-ringing parade.

Even though my physical strength is starting to decline, and even though today's races have had some impact on my physical exertion...

But no matter what, it shouldn't have completely lost speed after running only 1200m, or even before starting the final sprint, right?

There must be something else affecting me, which is why I'm in this situation...

wrong!!!

The bell-ringing parade suddenly realized that it had already begun to slow down its running due to losing speed.

But why is the feeling of energy loss not getting any better?

Thinking of this, she quickly looked down at herself—

Before she knew it, wisps of black mist had begun to swirl around her, draining her already dwindling strength...

"This is... demonic power!?"

[Skill advance delay triggered.]

[Skill-first strategy has been triggered.]

[Skill 'Anxiety' has been triggered.]

[Skill Trick (After), has been triggered.]

[Exclusive Gold Skill, activated.]

Unbeknownst to them, these various disruptive skills had firmly locked onto the bell-ringing parade.

These demonic forces completely destroyed her stamina, speed, and strength.

It's easy to imagine that she wouldn't have the ability to fight in the final stages of a game.

But why is this level of demonic power so silent?

Who exactly caused her to lose in such a place so early?

The woman's face was deathly pale, devoid of any color, as she gritted her teeth and struggled to hold on, unable to even find the culprit.

(No... We've exhausted all options. Even a desperate last stand is no longer possible!)

For racehorses, losing speed is a devastating condition that essentially signals the end of their chances of victory.

As a competitor whose physical condition was already declining, this wasn't the first time that Linguistics had faced a loss of speed during a race.

She knew that if she didn't adjust her goals and change her strategy under these circumstances, the most likely outcome would be that she wouldn't even be able to get started.

With her eyes tightly closed, tears of resentment streamed down her face.

Although she was indeed influenced by demonic forces this time, which led to this outcome, it also made her realize the reality.

She used to be able to win even the Takarazuka Memorial, but now she is struggling to keep up with her physical condition for the 1600m distance, and she will lose speed completely if she is slightly disturbed.

(So...it's time to retire, really?)

With these thoughts in mind, the bell-ringing parade had slowed down, and she had to rely on this method to regain some of her strength.

This way, although they can no longer catch up with Qingzhu Huiyi, who has already run towards the finish line, they won't completely lose the chance to sprint ahead.

This was a choice that the bell-ringing parade had to make based on its own circumstances.

(This match isn't over yet, no matter what... we can't just give up like this!)

Feeling the surge of energy returning to his body, Yao Lingyou took a deep breath and suddenly opened his eyes.

He strode vigorously into the waterlogged lawn, splashing up countless mud and debris.

During the bell-ringing parade, the runner felt as if he had returned to the state he was in during the Takarazuka Memorial.

Regardless of whether it's the final move or some other ranking... I'm betting everything on this final sprint, giving it my all—

--no.

Right now, right at this moment!

Having just regained some strength for the bell-ringing parade, I suddenly felt a shiver run through my body.

The already cold raindrops seemed to transform into a blizzard in that instant.

What was once a patchy, muddy lawn instantly transformed into a running track made of accumulated snow…

"What's this--!?"

Involuntarily, she let out a surprised exclamation.

Suddenly, three towering ice pillars rose from the snowfield before us, so tall that even looking up, we couldn't see how far they actually stood.

The bell-ringing procession slowly raised its head, trying to see what was sealed inside the ice pillar...

However, after just one glance, she suddenly felt an inexplicable and profound malice completely enveloping her.

The feeling was as if she were suddenly engulfed by countless explosions, and the piercing, tearing pain went straight to her brain.

destroy?

In the mind of the bell-ringing parade, only this word remained.

In that fleeting glimpse of the icicle, she only remembered seeing what appeared to be a terrifying three-headed dragon.

But how could that be?

Wasn't I participating in the Yomiuri Miles race? What's going on here?

It's a domain!?

No, the bell-ringing procession could sense that although they were currently trapped in an illusion, they had not yet reached the standards of the realm.

At most, it's something similar to something in a similar field...

As if out of biological instinct, the bell-ringing parade unconsciously curled up its body, trying to avoid the gaze of the dragon in the icicle.

But that intense, almost suffocating, destructive urge had locked her in place, making escape impossible.

(This is just a hallucination, I need to wake up!!!)

He bit his tongue hard, and blood gushed into his mouth instantly. He only felt a blur before his eyes, and he was back on the track.

Since it can directly affect me, then the master of this demonic power cannot escape my notice!

Thinking of this, Ringing Bell suddenly turned around, wanting to see who had caused everything that had just happened.

Her gaze bypassed the bell-ringing Mach that had fallen onto her, and the other contestants who were also clearly affected by the demonic energy, and locked onto one person directly by following their aura.

She was familiar with that runner.

She was the second most popular player in the match. She was originally good at leading the way, but she lost her position due to a mistake when she left the gate. She tried to make another run but was defeated by Qingzhu in a one-on-one battle...

She was a runner who should have been eliminated long ago, Stardust Illusion!!!

The runner, with his head bowed and body bent low, was now completely enveloped in pitch-black icy mist.

Although her expression was unseen, the procession with the ringing bells could feel the bone-chilling cold that could freeze everything, and the terrifying pressure that seemed determined to destroy all existence.

Undoubtedly, upon seeing the stardust illusion in such a form, the bell-ringing parade instinctively thought of that name:

monster.

Indeed, in her eyes, behind the stardust illusion, she could see a three-headed dragon that blotted out the sky.

This monstrous phantom, capable of destroying the entire world, is still sealed by ice pillars and chains, but now the eyes of two of its heads have lit up.

That indescribable presence and pressure could never be emanated by a runner who is destined for victory!

Immediately afterwards, the icicle began to shake.

The moment Stardust Illusion took that step, frost and snow once again engulfed almost all the runners on the field.

(One of the necessary conditions is my ability to synchronize.)

(The second necessary condition is having someone to learn from.)

(The third necessary condition is that the recovery skill is activated twice in the first two instances.)

(The fourth necessary condition is that the competition is already halfway through.)