Fighting you is like being in jail.

"Kazma... I remember what you told me before. If there was a choice between saving people and eliminating enemies during a battle... you told me to give up saving people... and prioritize eliminating enemies."

"Now, I've done it... but what about you? I could have saved you."

Madoka Kaname lowered her eyebrows and compassionately drew her bow. A pink magic circle appeared behind her at that moment, ready to unleash an attack capable of destroying everything if she let go.

Her hands trembled and remained clenched for a long time, as if locked on a string.

Kazuma Sato, who was lying on the ground in front of him, grabbing the hind legs of the Black and White Hill, was laughing brightly, more happily than ever before.

Phew!

The wound in his left chest caused him to cough up a mouthful of blood, accompanied by a rapid cough.

But a smile appeared on his face once again.

"Isn't this wonderful, Madoka?"

"Xiaoyuan, for my sake, and for everyone's sake..."

"Use the magic cannon on me!"

"Do it."

He looked up with a smile, full of expectation and encouragement.

Kaname Madoka remained silent for a long time, painfully closing her eyes before slowly opening them again.

Just her expression

Anger drew his brows together, yet sorrow pulled them down at the corners. His golden eyes were devoid of light, empty as if something vital was missing, filled only with grief.

The corners of his mouth twitched as if he were forcibly raising them with his fingers, filled with falsehood, squeezing out wrinkles of a smile, trying hard to make himself laugh.

Her eyebrows were furious, her eyes were sad, and her mouth was smiling.

At that moment, it felt as if everyone was suffocating. An unspeakable grief and indignation rose in their chests, stuck in their throats, blocking the air, and causing unbearable pain.

"One gram—!"

Kazuma Sato shouted loudly to remind Madoka Kaname.

Black and White Hill, who had been captured, struggled in terror, desperately trying to break free of the five fingers that were holding him.

"Let go! Let go! If you don't let go—we'll all die!!"

"Let go! Aaaaaaah!"

"I understand! I surrender! Calm down and think this through carefully! There's absolutely no need for us to continue fighting. Let's calm down and reconsider..."

"We are all soldiers of fate, each with our own mission. But we can refuse fate. So, stop... let's start now and together refuse the commands of fate!"

"Answer me! Answer me, please!!"

"Kazma!"

But Kazuma Sato didn't answer. He lay motionless on the ground, his five fingers refusing to loosen.

The next second, Black Hill's pupils contracted, his scarlet eyes trembled as if an earthquake had struck, and he felt a sense of disbelief and a chill run down his spine.

"Dead?! Dead?!"

"No, impossible! How could this be?"

 …”

Kazuma Sato is dead, but even in death he did not let go of his hand.

"You dog breed!!"

"Why! Why won't you let go of me even after you're dead?! Aaaaaah!"

"Kazma! Look what you've done!"

"Are you kidding me! Are you kidding me?!"

"Fuck him! Fuck him—!!"

Roar--!

The scream of Black and White Hill's collapse echoed at that moment. It trembled in despair, turned its head shakily to look at Madoka Kaname, and asked with all its might:

"Phew... Is it possible to reconcile?"

"At this very moment? You must be joking."

Madoka Kaname's eyes narrowed, and her aura erupted instantly, her fingertips taut with tension.

The power has reached its limit.

"No! Don't kill me! Please! I'll do anything!" Black Hill pleaded.

"I've reached my limit! I'm going to kill you! Now! Immediately! Right now!"

With a firm reply, Kaname Madoka released her finger, and the pink magic arrow on the string shot out instantly!

boom-!!

It runs through grasslands, through forests, and through hills.

The pink light cannon devoured everything in front of it at that moment. The light was shining, the earth was trembling, and even the sky was pierced.

The starry sky is revealed in the night sky.

A fierce wind swept around, whipping up blades of grass that brushed past Madoka Kaname's resolute face.

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"Ahhhhhhh—"

"

"KONO—B·W·Q Ga—! My invincible, ever-increasing Q ahhhhh!"

—— “

The pink magic cannon engulfed the sky in front of it. The black and white hill that was hit let out a final scream as it was vaporized in mid-air.

Similarly, Kazuma Sato's body was also completely destroyed.

despair

The wooden bow and arrow slipped from Madoka Kaname's hand, striking the ground with a heavy thud. The first piece to hit the ground left a mark on the soil.

Poof!

Kaname Madoka knelt weakly on the ground, her head bowed and shoulders trembling.

"No, I've had enough...this kind of thing..."

She looked up, covered her face, and curled up on the ground, groaning in sorrow.

Kitahara Iori and Sato Kazuma are gone forever.

"Xiaoyuan...you..."

Philon ran up to her, his eyes filled with worry.

But the next second, Philon's pupils contracted, and he froze, his entire body trembling, staring in disbelief at what lay ahead.

A gust of wind swept in, and behind Madoka Kaname appeared Celeste, dressed in a black dress.

The moment I came to my senses, that familiar face, smiling, came into view, even exuding a relaxed and carefree air, showing no signs of having just finished a battle.

"Oh? Black Hill is dead? That's really something."

pat.

Celia reached out and placed her hand on Madoka Kaname's head, her magical power erupting in an instant.

boom! !

A magical pressure more powerful than ever before solidified the air and froze the space.

A heavy, oppressive feeling instantly enveloped Philon and Shutark, causing them to stumble and fall to their knees. They tried to resist the oppressive force, but found they couldn't stand up.

"How can... he be so strong..."

Shutarc gritted his teeth, his facial muscles bulging, trying to get up from the ground, but he couldn't.

Philon was closer to Celia, and now she didn't even have the strength to speak.

The bigger question is—what happened to Simmel and the others!

Why is Celia here?

"Let go of Xiaoyuan!"

A cold, unusual voice suddenly rang out.

Leng Chang, Simmel, and Frilian stared at Celie with unfriendly expressions, but dared not make any rash moves.

Celia's lips curled into a smile as she turned to look at Leng Chang and the other two, and said calmly:

"You'd better be careful, or I don't know what will happen to this girl if you scare me."

"..."

Leng Chang's face darkened, and he was completely on the defensive.

Just now, Leng Chang and his two companions were fighting with Celie. Apart from Celie intentionally dodging the Holy Sword's attacks, all other attacks were easily blocked.

What's most terrifying is that Celia's magic hasn't diminished at all after fighting for so long.

At this moment, Celia smugly ruffled Madoka Kaname's hair and said casually.

"Let's make a deal, Leng Chang kid."

"What?" Leng Chang asked through gritted teeth, exhaling a puff of smoke from his mouth.

“You come to me as my hostage. If you do, I’ll release this guy.” Celia’s eyes flashed with a wicked light, and she revealed a sinister smile.

Upon hearing this, Madoka Kaname immediately protested, shouting:

"Can't!!

She struggled, her eyes wide, and continued with all her might, "Her goal is your body, and if that happens... it'll be too late!"

“Xiao Yuan…” Leng Chang hesitated, clenching his fists and standing still.

"Enough! I don't want to continue this kind of thing..."

Kaname Madoka shouted loudly with all her might, looking stubbornly at Leng Chang, her determination unwavering even while being held hostage.

However, Celia tightened her grip on Madoka Kaname's head, lifting her off the ground with a cruel smile.

"So, have you made up your mind?"

"no!"

Madoka Kaname shouted again

Leng Chang remained silent, his clenched fists loosening in resignation, and said firmly, "Change!"

"We can't change it!" Madoka Kaname retorted.

Celia nodded in satisfaction. "Then come here. You should know that this little girl is worthless to me, but you are the one I really need."

"You don't think I'm going back on my word, do you?"

She stared expectantly at Leng Chang, growing increasingly excited.

"Cold Chang! Absolutely not!"

"Nothing is impossible, Xiaoyuan."

Leng Chang took a step and walked slowly towards Seria. His movements were slow and each step was very steady.

Simmel and Frilian, noticing this scene, whispered to each other.

"There is no opportunity to make a move at the moment... there is absolutely no chance to do so."

"I will create opportunities."

"Ah."

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Celia raised her hand and fired a light beam from her finger.