Yu-Gi-Oh!: This card wants to go to you.

"Angel?"

"Yes, the angel who controls the moon."

"Cure all evil, oh—"

"Isn't that cool!"

"When we become powerful in the future, let's build a fortress and name it—Bian Yuelong, what do you think?"

"Hmm—the name sounds nice, but... sigh?"

"[Sariel] You're clearly a demon! Bai Tianqi, you lied to me again!!!"

...

New Spirit Calendar 445, Level 6 Fortress - [Bian Yuelong].

Under the moon, inside the City of Illusions.

Cursed Eye Threshold - City of Illusions -

Exorcist Girl - Luo Qingling exhausted her last bit of strength and slowly collapsed to the ground like a withering lily, her breath faint and her life flickering on the edge of life and death.

During the day, Qiu stood silently not far away, his deep eyes flashing with an unusual light as he silently observed everything.

He gently raised his hand, and an invisible force overflowed from it, condensing into a deep blue, serpentine monster phantom. The phantom spiraled and rose, like a strange incantation, quietly enveloping Luo Qingling's body, which was struggling in pain.

"what--"

Luo Qingling let out a painful groan, her brows furrowed tightly, and her petite body convulsed on the ground.

Soon, her body began to twist and deform, black demonic runes surged beneath her skin, and the demonization spread rapidly at a visible speed.

The Cursed Eye of Death (the Minotaur transforms into the Cursed Eye Monster)

"boom!"

A deafening crash shattered the silence, leaving behind a pile of debris.

Bai Tianqiu showed no surprise at the sudden breach of the door. He stood deep within the palace, as if he had rehearsed this scene in his mind many times before.

Facing the whole world, with their backs to those who come.

Luo Qingyu stared at Luo Qingling lying in a pool of blood, her voice trembling with rage, like a roar from the depths of her soul: "Bai Tianqiu, what are you doing!"

"resonance--"

"【The Rescue Girl Mikaelaris】!"

Enraged, Luo Qingyu didn't hesitate for a moment. A strong sword intent instantly condensed in the longsword in her hand, transforming into a sharp sword light that shot out, pointing directly at Bai Tianqiu's back.

As if by some unspoken understanding, Bai Tianqiu was prepared for this. He slightly shifted his body to the side, and like an elegant ghost, he skillfully avoided the deadly glint of light.

He strolled through the palace, each step heavy and resolute, before finally settling back on his throne, a cold throne that symbolized power and responsibility.

On the throne, Bai Tianqiu looked indifferently at the newcomer and slowly said, "Are you also going to stop me, Luo Qingyu?"

"What exactly did you do to Qingling?!"

Luo Qingyu's voice was like a hammer breaking through ice, each word striking the silent palace. The exorcising sword was held in her hand, its blade humming due to its owner's emotional fluctuations.

Bai Tianqiu remained calm, leisurely swirling the red wine in his glass. The wine inside was as deep red as blood, reflecting an eerie light under the lamplight and staining his pupils blood red.

"What did you do? Ha..."

She said... she would stay by my side forever.

"I was merely granting her wish and making her...my dependent."

Bai Tianqiu's words were filled with an indescribable resolve and bewitching charm, as if [demonization] was a blessing rather than a punishment.

"Family members..."

Upon hearing this word, Luo Qingyu's face turned deathly pale, as if all her strength had been drained away.

A layer of moisture quickly welled up in her eyes, tears glistening in them. Her roar, filled with endless grief and rage, echoed in every corner of the City of Illusions, "Daytime Prisoner!"

"You...how could you have become like this..."

The once familiar figure now seemed like a stranger, inspiring fear.

Luo Qingyu gritted her teeth, pain and determination intertwined in her eyes, transforming into an extremely fierce light. In that instant, she flashed like the wind and rushed towards the demon on the throne.

"Clang—"

Just as the blade was about to strike the demon's throat, a red light flashed in Bai Tianqiu's right eye. The exorcising sword seemed to have struck an indestructible wall of air, emitting a resounding clang.

The sword energy emanated everywhere, yet it failed to harm Bai Tianqiu in the slightest.

"How could this be..." Luo Qingyu stared in disbelief at the scene before her, her hand holding the sword trembling slightly, her voice trailing off in astonishment, her wide eyes filled with confusion.

【The Curse Eye of Taiyin】

Taiyin Curse Eye

【Cursed Eye】Can only be equipped by monsters. The equipped monster cannot be destroyed by battle or opponent's effects, and cannot be targeted by opponent's effects.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I won't kill you." Bai Tianqiu held the exorcism sword between his two fingers, calmly moved the blade away, and without looking directly at Luo Qingyu, said softly, "Go back."

"You become the exorcist."

"I will be my demon king."

"From this day forward, we shall have no further connection."

"No more connection..." Luo Qingyu's voice trembled as memories of the past flashed through her mind, and her eyes involuntarily reddened.

She bit her lower lip hard, and the blue light of the resonating battle spirit gradually turned into a blazing red, with anger, pain and hatred intertwining and melting together, like the restlessness before a volcanic eruption.

"You...can only die by my hand!"

The deafening roar was both a verdict and a farewell.

The exorcising sword sliced ​​through the air, its tip deviating from Bai Tianqiu's body and pointing directly at his eerie crimson right eye.

Faced with a fierce and murderous attack, a look of horror flashed across Bai Tianqiu's calm face in an instant. He no longer resisted head-on and quickly slipped away from the throne.

"Clang—"

A deafening clang of metal clashing suddenly rang out, and a terrifying sword aura danced wildly, splitting the entire City of Illusions in two. The clearly visible dividing line seemed to be the judgment of good and evil between heaven and earth.

The bright moonlight pierced through the clouds and shone on the castle that had been torn apart by sword energy.

The two stood facing each other, seemingly worlds apart.

"Do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you!" Bai Tianqiu roared at Luo Qingyu, his eyes flashing with resolute determination.

On his shoulder, a bizarre, cursed giant eye burst forth, like the eye of an abyss, radiating a dark red aura.

At the same time, the earth began to tremble violently, a black, eerie aura spread rapidly, and the gates of hell quietly opened.

Accompanied by a series of hoarse roars, countless demonic figures emerged from the depths of the earth, exuding an overwhelming aura of ferocity, and surrounded Bai Tianqiu, forming a terrifying demonic legion.

【Basilico, the Cursed Eye's Retinue】

Basilico, the Cursed Eye's Retinue

【Cursed Eye's Familiar, Katobelapa】

【Eternal Flame Demon】

【Eternal Flame Necromancer】

【Arhat Who Breaks Through Mechanisms】

【The Broken Weapon Child, Luo Gui Sha】

...

Amidst the raging torrent of demons, Luo Qingyu stood tall, gripping the exorcising sword that symbolized justice. The deep resonance caused her body to gradually weaken and wither.

"It's time for things to come to an end between us."

She took a deep breath, a resolute look flashing across her pale face.

Chapter 182 Clash of Beliefs (Part 2)

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Both he and she can attack twice in a row.

One slash and the enemy is cut down.

He cut himself with a knife.

One sword cuts off crime, one sword cuts off love.

...

Demons, like surging dark clouds, filled the palace.

Sharp teeth, claws, and resentment surged toward Luo Qingyu like a tidal wave.

At the critical moment.

"Rise!" Luo Qingyu's eyes widened in anger, her voice resounding through the sky.

A powerful life force burst forth from her body, pouring into the earth beneath her feet like a galaxy flowing backwards. In an instant, an ancient red summoning array slowly rose beneath her feet.

Where will the rescued girl go?

Where shall we go together?

Incantations imbued with ancient vows and missions echoed in the air, stirring ripples across time and space.

In an instant, countless exorcist girls answered the call, their silver battle robes fluttering as they sped towards the demon army like shooting stars streaking across the night sky.

Luo Qingyu pressed her chest in anguish, each heartbeat accompanied by a rapid loss of life force. Her face was as pale as paper, and large beads of sweat slid down her cheeks.

Under the moonlight, a deep blue aura, like a soul bond, transformed into a thin yet resilient thread that overflowed from her body and coiled around the demonized Luo Qingling who lay not far away.

"Sister..." Luo Qingling felt a warm current and slowly opened her eyes.

She stared at Luo Qingyu, barely alive, her beautiful face now disfigured by the power of the demons.

"This is our guardian..."