Fighting you is like being in jail.

"Ah—1"

Clay nearly fainted, but his combined strength of fifty men and Simmel allowed him to withstand the intense damage.

Sometimes, having great power isn't a good thing.

Then, Sato Kazuma grinned impatiently, his eyes gleaming as he looked at Kitahara Iori.

Kitahara Iori immediately spread her legs and shouted with great momentum.

"Don't worry, Kazma! Our bond will lead us to victory!"

"Oh!"

In an instant, Kazuma Sato kicked out with all his might.

Then Clay, standing to the side, shuddered, clutching his crotch and arching his back, drool flying through the air.

My brain is pounding! My brain is shaking!

The eyes are rolling upwards.

But he just couldn't faint.

He can only endure all the pain and cannot stop it.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Hehehehe!

Leng Chang, Sato Kazuma, and Kitahara Iori took turns kicking the ball, each displaying the exhilarating energy of a soccer player running and shooting with all their might.

That night, the sleeping residents heard eerie laughter and dull thuds, which frightened them so much that they huddled under their blankets, too afraid to think any further.

And then, that was it.

Clay suffered a crushing defeat, lying on the ground convulsing and unable to move.

"I surrender! I surrender!"

He helplessly turned to Homura Akemi and Madoka Kaname for help.

only……

"I can't do it. If I get within two meters of you, you'll steal my power. I won't do it!" Madoka Kaname crossed her arms in front of her chest, proudly tilting her head back, her chin pointing towards the unyielding answer.

"I've already canceled it! It's okay for you to come over! Hurry up!"

"So here's the question: how do you prove you canceled?"

""

"If you can't prove it, then I won't dare to get close to you."

Madoka Kaname stood there, small and round with a waist, looking at Clay with certainty, her eyes sparkling with a comical expression.

"You fucking animals!"

How the hell am I supposed to prove that things I can't see don't exist?!

His ability to steal silently became his biggest obstacle at this moment.

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Chapter 113 (4600 words) Homura Akemi: You son of a bitch! You're asking for death!!

Finally, under the combined assault of Leng Chang and the other two, Clay collapsed to the ground, convulsing and foaming at the mouth.

However, when the battle ended, Leng Chang and the other two did not realize that the ultimate attack had ended, so all three of them collapsed to the ground and convulsed in pain.

"Damn it! Why didn't he even remind me when it was over?!"

"It hurts! It hurts so much! Kami! Do you know how much pain I'm in right now!?"

"My heart and my actions are as black as sunglasses, skill card draws are going to kill me... KO NO COMMON COLD AG... WRYYY!"

Who would have thought that they wouldn't give any notice when the fatal blow was over? By the time someone realized what was happening, it was too late to say anything.

Madoka Kaname and Homura Akemi, who were standing to the side, couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh when they saw Leng Chang and the other two. Although they knew about the ultimate move, who would have thought that the trap would be here?

But it doesn't matter!

Madoka Kaname walked up to Clay and handed his system to the chat group.

Ding

Mission complete. You have gained the group skill "Stealing Mastery".

In the chat group.

Madoka Kaname: Hmm…why do I feel like our skills are getting weirder and weirder?

Homura Akemi: You can tell at a glance that she's not a good person.

Bucciarati: I don't care, it's fine.

Shizuka Hirae: What would I do with this skill! I'd rather have something more practical!

Kitahara Iori: Once you use these skills... there's absolutely no turning back!

Madoka Kaname: This is so strange! Why is it so strange? (Madoka is puzzled.)

Leng Chang: I don't know if it's strange or not, I just want to know why there was no notification when the skill ended! Ah! Agni's bitter smile.JPG

Celia: I have to say, didn't you guys have a lot of fun?

Leng Chang: Being happy is one thing, but now it's another!

......

Just as Leng Chang and the others were complaining in the group chat, Simmel stood up from the ground and looked at Clay in front of him with a serious expression in his eyes.

The three people beside her, Frilian and her companion, came up and asked with concern:

"Simmel, are you alright?"

"Yes, it's alright, you've recovered." Simmel smiled at Frilian.

Frillie said with some concern, "That was too impulsive. We shouldn't have done that before we understood the enemy's abilities."

"How can I expose their weaknesses if I don't go? Besides, I believe you, Frilian, can defeat the enemy. I'm no longer a hero, I'm a warrior."

Simmel smiled gently, completely unconcerned about her mistake, or rather, it wasn't a mistake at all.

Warriors should be like this; their greatest role is to protect mages and probe for weaknesses.

Simmel

Frillie opened her mouth, unsure of what to say for a moment; the battles had indeed been like that...

Aize is in charge of the vanguard, Hyta provides support and healing, and Simmel protects Hyta and herself, creates opportunities for damage output, and also takes on command responsibilities.

But things are different now; Simmel has taken on the role of midfielder.

Moreover, Simmel couldn't allow Shutark to go up and expose weaknesses.

"Sigh, I understand." Frilian's eyes flickered with worry. She stared blankly at Simmel before blinking, then sighed helplessly and tightened her grip on the magic wand.

"Ah."

Simmel nodded affirmatively, smiling as she looked at Frilian.

Frilian stared at Simmel with her mouth agape, seemingly wanting to say something but unable to.

The two seemed to say nothing, yet they also seemed to have said everything; the unspoken silence was the melody between them.

This scene made Philon very anxious. She gripped her staff tightly, wanting to do something, but found that she couldn't do anything. Frustrated, she punched Shutark with her fist.

"it hurts!?"

Shutark looked completely bewildered, scratching his head with no idea what had happened. Seeing Philon's sullen expression, he wisely refrained from asking why, feeling utterly innocent.

At that moment, Madoka Kaname came up and interrupted the awkward atmosphere.

"We've already taken away his abilities, but what should we do with him?"

"Of course, it should be handed over to the village chief to handle," Leng Chang said, grimacing as he got up from the ground.

Without the system, Clay is just an ordinary person, and there's absolutely no need for him to take action on his own.

“Yes, let’s do it this way.” Simmel nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly.

The snowy night was filled with cold, but no one felt it at that moment.

When the wind and snow blew, everyone could feel the biting cold on their faces.

Homura Akemi, standing behind, glanced at Madoka Kaname and the others gathered in front of her, exhaled slightly, and let out a gentle breath. White mist swirled in front of her, and with a slight smile, she slowly stepped forward, preparing to merge into the mist.

rustle

Her long, black-stockinged legs strode forward, her high heels making a squelching sound on the thick snow. Her braided hair billowed in the wind and snow, but her white down jacket protected her from the chill.

Snowflakes blurred her vision at that moment, and she blinked instinctively.

But in the blink of an eye, her eyes narrowed, her body jolted, she gritted her teeth, her lips parted, and her head began to tremble.

"Puha-yi"

A mouthful of blood spurted from her mouth, and when she came to her senses, her abdomen was stained red with blood, turning her white down jacket a dark red stain.

Poof!

The sudden ambush caught her off guard, and even more incredibly, her magical girl body became useless at this moment, as if something was hindering her body's regenerative abilities.

Her consciousness began to fade as she knelt on the ground, and the darkness around her vision gradually swallowed the figures of Leng Chang and the others in front of her.

"Steamed bun...card..."

thud

She lost consciousness and collapsed in the snow, buried deep in the surrounding snow.

No one in front noticed this scene, because no one expected that someone would attack Homura Akemi at this moment.

She is the least likely person to be attacked; her ability to stop time, even for just a few milliseconds, could turn the tide of battle.

But at this moment it was completely useless.

Suddenly, Leng Chang frowned, sniffing the air and catching a whiff of blood. A strong sense of unease welled up inside him; he felt as if something was suddenly missing.

She hurriedly and nervously looked around, and suddenly saw Homura Akemi lying on the snow behind her.

His pupils dilated, and he rushed forward at top speed.

He crouched down and reached out to touch Homura Akemi's body, but the stiff touch made his arm tremble.

It's already dead.

Hopeless!

"Small-----!!"

His shouts caused the others to stare wide-eyed in disbelief.

"What on earth is going on?!!"

"Just now... my teeth were perfectly fine."

!!

In an instant, everyone screamed; the joy of their recent victory was instantly replaced by fear and shock.

Seeing this, Simmel clenched his fists tightly, his lips pressed together in suppressed emotion. Beside him, Frilian stared blankly at Homura Akemi in the snowdrift ahead, seemingly oblivious to what was happening.

"Simmel, why didn't anyone help her up?"

"Frilian...don't say anymore..."

Simmel spoke in a low, grimacing voice, raising her hand to press down on Frilian's head, her palm trembling.

"...

This time, Frillie realized what was happening. Her pupils dilated, she gripped her magic wand tightly, and shook her head as she took a half-step back.