Just a magical girl who picks up trash

66. Opponent

"Ah woo~~"

Just when Yuhuan met his opponent, Sang on the other side yawned out of boredom. Like Yuhuan, she was not good at getting up early and looked sleepy at this moment. However, it was obvious that the good boy Sang did not have such a thing as being grumpy when waking up, so her expression did not show any sign of being depressed.

However, not being grumpy in the morning doesn't mean Sang doesn't have other tempers. In fact, you should know that she came to today's battle with 100% fighting spirit. If you ask why, it's because before the game started, her sister said:

"You can fight as you please in today's match. As long as you don't kill anyone, you can fight as long as you want!"

This is undoubtedly a great opportunity for Sang to have fun. As long as he doesn't kill anyone, there will be no problem. Sang is fully capable of doing this. He is undoubtedly full of anticipation and excitement at the moment.

And if one were to ask who among the orcs knew Yu Huan the best among the other four, the prophet would probably answer Hu Churou, after all, that was the child she raised. However, the other orcs would answer without hesitation: Sang!

There was no other way. Although the time was not long, it was within the few days that Yu Huanzha stayed in the villa. You must know that Sang relied on the aura of the Beast King at the beginning and his fists later to open up the path to the Orcs one after another.

After all, although Sang and others have always recruited some small races, even if these races are weak, they have their own subsidiaries and have certain value for exploitation.

Such abrupt digging away of the "source of income" around you will naturally affect the interests of some people. In this case, conflict is inevitable.

Then every time at this time, Xia Yu and Hu Churou would tacitly push Sang out. This was not because they deliberately let Sang take the blame, but mainly because of Sang's own personality and strength... he was the most suitable person to do these things!

Then, he made a name for himself among the orcs with his tiny fists. For the orcs who admired the strong, there was obviously nothing more exciting than this.

Of course, what is more important is that Sang Ke is not a human like Yu Huan. After all, no matter how strong a human is, he can only be a threat to the orcs. But you have to know that Sang Ke is an orc, a strong one among the orcs... he must be a strong one!

In view of this, although Sang herself has no awareness of it, her popularity among the orcs has actually reached a very high level now. In a sense, it is enough to make Sang herself believe in her.

Of course, Sang obviously doesn't care about her own beliefs. Perhaps with the contractual relationship with Yuhuan, she may become a subordinate god in the future. But at least for now, facing the reverence of the orcs, Sang's goal is very simple: to defeat anyone who hinders her sister's plan!

A simple and clear worldview and way of thinking always seem simple and crude, and Sang has undoubtedly always been adhering to this point. At this moment, while he was standing there silently watching the opponent who appeared in front of him, the belt appeared around his waist silently.

Of course, Sang did not choose to transform immediately, but just silently glanced at the... Leopard Tribe in front of him?

Yes, it was a leopard, or rather a leopard beastman. Beneath its yellow fur skin were densely packed black spots. Its furry face was looking at Sang in front of it, and its sharp claws flashed with a cold light.

His eyes were fixed on Sang in front of him. Although the look was obscure, the deep murderous intent in his eyes was exposed at this moment... This was not directed at Sang specifically, but was a look that their leopard tribe instinctively developed when hunting prey.

"Ho~~~"

A low roar came out of his mouth. Looking at Sang who did not use the strange casual magic, the leopard tribe could obviously see at a glance that the other party was obviously looking down on them. At that moment, his eyes undoubtedly became a little deeper. His claws lit up, and his body slightly bent, and he was ready to charge.

In response, Sang's actions were also very simple: clenching his fist, ready to strike, and then...

"Ah woo~~~"

I'll let you go first!

……

"An opponent...? Was this also calculated by the prophet?"

Unlike Sang, Xia Yu took out the W belt almost immediately after he came up, and after connecting with Xia Miao on the other side, he was ready to transform at any time.

This match was a matter of Yu Huan's honor. Even though they would only lose one of Yu Huan's clones, and both Yu Huan and his clone had stated that this was part of the plan, it was obvious to Xia Yu that it was just consolation. No matter what... he absolutely could not lose this match.

With this loyal thought in mind, Xia Yu silently waited for the arrival of his opponent, but he never thought that the person who appeared in front of him in the first game was... an acquaintance.

The familiar ferocious tiger face, the familiar strong body, the familiar bloody murderous intent.

The other party is from the Tiger Tribe, which is considered one of the top races even in the big forest. But at the same time, for Xia Yu, the other party obviously has another most important identity, that is... the boss of his deceased uncle!

Yes, the Tiger Tribe is the race that has always been loyal to her uncle's control, and among the female members of the tribe who are actually sent out every year, 80% are sent to the Tiger Tribe to be provided for their enjoyment.

It can be said that if Xia Yu's uncle was the culprit who harmed her and her sister, then the tiger man in front of her was undoubtedly the culprit who had plunged the entire cat tribe into dire straits.

The other party was not the chief of the tiger tribe, but just the 'boss' of a branch tribe of the tiger tribe. He could be regarded as the chief of a sub-tribe. As for the reason why the prophet sent him as her opponent, it was obvious that Xia Yu had already made a lot of guesses in her mind just by looking at him.

First of all, I think you want to create pressure for yourself and make mistakes out of tension or anger, right?

Secondly, it might be an expression of sincerity in cooperation in some way. After all, the prophet must know that there is a grudge between them. In this case, if Xia Yu takes part in such a competition, she will have a legitimate reason to seek revenge. In this way, it can be regarded as the prophet doing her a favor.

No matter winning or losing, it's a win. He really lives up to the image of "cunning and shrewd" as Yu Huan described.

He made such an evaluation of the prophet's arrangement in his heart, but there was one thing that the prophet was obviously not wrong about, that is, when the tiger man appeared in front of him, it must be said that Xia Yu's excitement was genuine. Since the other party was going to send such a gift to the door, then as long as it did not affect Yu Huan's plan... it would be a shame not to accept it, right?

The emerald green memory slowly stretched out in his hand and pressed!

At the same time, in the Silver Temple on the other side, the little cat girl also raised the purple-black memory in her hand and inserted it into her waist.

"Transform!"

The two memories scattered to both sides as the belt cracked, forming a W pattern, divided by a silver dividing line in the middle. The left half was black, and the right half was green. As the armor wrapped it bit by bit, the silver-white ribbon instantly extended from the neck to the back, slowly floating in the breeze.

Kamen Rider W, transformation completed!

"Are you surprised to meet me as your rival?"

In the arena, two equally stunning fox girls were facing each other from a distance. Hu Churou, who was looking at the one in front of her with a calm expression as if she had no extra emotions, had an extremely complicated expression on her face when standing opposite her.

Originally, he thought that he had regained his identity as the Fox King and taken away the other party's power as a saint, and had become the winner who had trampled the other party under his feet. Later, after seeing that the other party actually recognized a human as its master, he felt that he had already "won".

But I never thought that because of that one recognition of the master, everything would change drastically.

Yu Huan, originally in Hu Die's eyes, was just an object worth winning over. What she really valued was actually the Tianyu City behind him. However, she never thought that she was wrong... She was wrong from the very beginning.

What is important is not Tianyu City at all, but the individual named Yuhuan, the... messenger of God named Yuhuan!

As a saint, she would naturally get some gossip from the prophet, especially as the prophet's successor who is second only to Hu Churou among the saints. Obviously, Hu Die knew much more than others, including Yu Huan's identity (God's messenger) and the fundamental reason why Hu Churou suddenly left the orc tribe and gave up the ranks of saints.

It turned out that they were not expelled at all, but were going to look for the existence of this messenger of God.

This result was obviously unacceptable to Hu Die, but at the same time she was filled with jealousy. However, she didn't know why, when she applied to fight because of jealousy and finally stood in front of Hu Churou, she was not in a hurry to take action. She just looked at the expressionless Hu Churou in front of her.

She is always like this, to everyone, as if feelings to her are just something unnecessary and can be discarded.

Even though she was stripped of her status as the Fox King and expelled from the Fox Clan, even though she was stripped of her status as the Saint and expelled from the Prophet Tribe, her expression was always so calm from beginning to end, and she acted so indifferent to everything she had once pursued.

This attitude made Hu Die unhappy, very unhappy. It was precisely because of this unhappiness that Hu Churou had repeatedly targeted her. Now that the two of them were completely on opposite sides, Hu Die finally asked the question that had been in her mind for many years, which was...

"Tell me, puppet, what are you thinking about?"

Puppet, that was the nickname she gave to the other person. It had a teasing meaning, but it also conveyed a clear understanding of the other person's attitude.

Just like a puppet without emotions, if such a question had been asked before, it would probably have been ignored, right?

But I never thought that now, when Hudie asked this question, Hu Churou was silent for a while and suddenly gave a shocking answer:

"Give my all to fulfill my master's wish!"

Easy to understand, clear and concise!

67.Eradicate

"Shua~~~"

The golden claws fiercely cut on a huge spiral horn that was constantly rotating. The huge impact force brought by the spiral caused Yu Huan to be catapulted backwards in an instant. However, as she turned over, the three-colored coins on her waist had all turned red.

"Ding ding ding~~~"

The moment the clear music sounded, the red peacock stretched its crimson wings and soared high into the sky. As the roulette wheel in its hand opened, six silver-gray coins flew out directly from the system space and were directly engraved in it.

"I will definitely kill you..."

The six coins made up of powerful beasts can be said to be the simplest and most violent combination. Facing the chief of the Spiral Horn Tribe with a distorted face full of desire for revenge, Yu Huan obviously had no intention of fighting with the opponent for too long. Therefore, the battle only started for less than a few minutes. After seeing the opponent's "strength", Yu Huan immediately decided to end the battle quickly.

'Scan and recharge~~'

A crimson light emanated from the disc, mixed with a whirlpool-like silver-grey light. The next second, the wings behind him in the sky burst into crisp chirping sounds, and Yu Huan fell from the sky like a red meteorite, slamming into the Spiral Horn Tribe leader who was rushing forward bravely with the spiral force of his horns.

The battle process does not need to be elaborated in detail. After all, the two are not on the same level. For Yu Huan, she is just dealing with an orc chieftain, who is not the top one. Basically, it is very good that she can take it seriously.

and so……

"Bang~~Boom boom boom~~~"

Under the huge impact, the red figure walked out of the flames slowly, but behind him, his horn had been broken, and he fell to his knees on the ground, with an expression of disbelief on the face of the leader of the Snail Horn Tribe.

Why... is she so powerful?

Perhaps this was what the leader of the Spiral Horn Tribe was thinking at the moment, but unfortunately no one would pay attention to the loser's thoughts. Yu Huan also didn't have the time to give the other party chicken soup or anything, so after knocking the other party down, she slowly raised her head and looked at the prophet on the platform in the speechless eyes of the orcs around her. The meaning was too obvious.

"The winner of the first match is... Yu..."

Seeing this, the prophet had no choice but to declare the winner of the game. However, he didn't expect that before he could finish his words, a roar spread in all directions around him in an instant.

“Ho ho ho~~~”

The angry voice came from the leader of the Snail Horn Tribe who was kneeling not far behind Yu Huan. The shrill cry was filled with surging negative emotions. Even if Yu Huan didn't use his ability to see, he could still sense it clearly. The moment he turned his head to look at the other party, he was met with a pair of... silver-gray eyes without any expression.

"Kill...kill you...kill you...kill you...kill you...kill you kill you kill you~~~"

He kept repeating words and moving in a completely crazy manner. In an instant, surging magic power burst out from his body, and a huge air wave like an explosion instantly spread out in all directions. Seeing the appearance of the leader of the Spiral Horn Tribe, bursts of exclamations suddenly broke out around him.

"He...what happened to him?"

"Clan leader?!"

"Could it be... this is a rampage? The leader of the Spiral Horn Tribe has gone berserk?"

"Isn't it strange? After all, not only did his son die, but he also suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of his enemies. Is his mentality broken?"

"Such a powerful magic, but why does this magic inexplicably give people such a palpitating feeling?"

"what is that?"

"Look, the color of the Spiral Horn Chief's magic has changed!"

Various sounds came from all directions around. At this moment, the prophet's attention was probably attracted there. However, in addition to the reactions of these orcs, the three people in the other three competition fields also turned their heads and looked over here at the same time.

"That breath is..."

"Ah woo~~~"

"That is……"

"Silver... wreckage?"

The eyes under the mask slowly opened. If he had originally thought that defeating the leader of the Spiral Horn Tribe was just an ordinary match, then now when he saw the aura rising from the opponent's body, Yu Huan's eyes and expression obviously turned cold in an instant.

"Is this your trump card?"

That was not Silver's clone. Yu Huan, who had dealt with Silver so many times, recognized the familiar Silver aura at first sight. It was not the kind of clone controlled by Silver and possessing part of Silver's will, but another kind... Yes, just like the wreckage in the Brave Plane.

Those were the remnants of silver, which should have no will and would only devour and assimilate everything around them instinctively. However, as their energy grew, they might also develop self-awareness.

However, wreckage is wreckage after all. After all, it is impossible for it to have such clear cognition of the original body in terms of intelligence. If Silver itself and its clone are the kind of beings that absorb all objects, energy and even memory information around them and then summarize them into their own existence, then the wreckage of Silver is more like a parasite, infinitely amplifying certain emotions in the parasite's heart, and then... explode!

This was the case with the brave man of the past, and this is also the case with the one in front of Yu Huan now.

No one expected that the leader of the Spiral Horn Tribe would have the silver wreckage, and what was even more unexpected was that he actually swallowed it so boldly... Even if the silver wreckage was just wreckage, how could it be so easy to swallow?

Just after being defeated by Yu Huan, he swallowed the silver liquid he had hidden in a rage. Even though he only took in a little bit, he instantly turned into this appearance.

Silvery-white lines spread all over his body in an instant, accompanied by drops of liquid churning out from the broken horn above his head. The next second, a long silver-white horn stretched out from his forehead again.

"Kill you... Kill you..."

A hysterical yet weak voice kept coming out of the mouth of the clan leader. His pair of silver-white eyes seemed to contain nothing but murderous intent and hatred as they were fixed on Yu Huan in front of him. At the same time, the silver-white magical aura kept circling and echoing around him, and finally... gathered!

"Click~"

“Ho ho ho~~~”

Wrapped in thick silver armor... no, it should be said that it was directly embedded in the originally brown-black body. In the light where silver and black met in an instant, accompanied by endless silver-white light, it fell to the ground. The next second, the whole person had turned into a sharp sword and rushed towards Yu Huan fiercely.

"Shua~~"

With lightning speed, he arrived in front of Yu Huan in almost the blink of an eye. However, looking at the performance of the Snail Horn Tribe Chief, Yu Huan just stood there and watched with an expressionless face from beginning to end. But just before the other party was about to touch her, she slowly stretched out her palm.

"Ding dong~~"

The bell rang suddenly, and its abrupt sound resonated in the hearts of everyone present.

"That is……"

The prophet stood up in disbelief in an instant, and the moment he heard the bell, his eyes were already fixed on Yu Huan in the field below... No, to be more precise, he was staring at the palm stretched out in front of Yu Huan.

There, a huge clock mark with gold and dark red colors slowly emerged. However, right in front of the clock mark, the leader of the Spiral Horn Tribe who was originally sprinting madly was frozen in mid-air.

"The power of time..."

The prophet looked at the power exerted by Yu Huan in front of him with some disbelief. After determining what it was in an instant, he sat back in the chair somewhat powerlessly, but his eyes flashed with a completely different brilliance at this moment.

That is the power of time, which can be said to be the most familiar power to the Prophets. After all, it is with this power that they can become the so-called "prophets".

However, at this moment, after seeing Yu Huan display the power of time, he undoubtedly once again confirmed his identity as a 'divine messenger', and at the same time, he also strengthened the prophet's inner thoughts: