Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　Rather, it means that the emotions that had been stirred up and the determination that had been burning within her suddenly stopped flowing.

　Because the situation has been resolved.

　Just like the saying "one effort, then decline, then exhaustion," emotions and determination are things that are so uncontrollable.

　A hastily ignited emotion can also be abruptly extinguished.

　Instead, there was an unprecedented calm and contemplation... Xian Kui stood there, pondering the reason why Moirai attacked him.

　If you're talking about forcing yourself to become depraved, that's actually quite reasonable.

　But regardless, based on Moira's own words and everyone's analysis... Moira probably doesn't need to be in such a hurry.

　The continuation of humanity has become less and less relevant to Moilei.

　All we need to do is ensure that humanity is still alive and well before Moile is truly born.

　And to be honest, even now, the Immortal Lord has no idea what his connection to the Fallen has, nor can he understand why his Fallen would have any positive effect on the survival of humanity.

　If we're talking about going astray in cultivation, she was indeed somewhat emotionally unstable just now, showing signs of going astray.

　However, it is still far from being truly "degenerate" or "possessed by demons".

　The difference isn't huge, but it's also huge.

　It's like two similar circuit boards. Although the rest of the parts are exactly the same, it's missing a main switch.

　Xian Kui inexplicably felt that he was only one main guillotine away from falling into demonic possession... not much difference, yet far from it.

　As Xian Kui pondered this, he panted and prepared to go to the edge of the barrier to see if he could find a way to break it.

　Then, in the next instant...

　The oppressive feeling that had initially dissipated along with the beam of light somehow returned.

　"!!!" After looking up in astonishment, Xian Kui's pupils shrank: "What... there's another attack?!"

　No, you could even say...

　There may be countless more blows to come.

　Just like before, the divine light that was meant to kill her here was constantly gathering.

　"The cheating went too far..."

　With a sigh, Xian Kui pressed her left hand against her trembling right arm... her eyes flickered with struggle.

　Xian Kui tried to rouse a trace of hatred and anger, to fill the blade and the spell.

　But I can't do it anymore...

　Apart from the ever-emerging determination to wield the sword, both magical power and burning emotions remained stagnant, like a pool of still water.

　Unable to resist

　.

　Then die under God's judgment...

　Perhaps, her life lacked a touch of serenity, which is why she seemed so struggling and exhausted.

　It was because she was too serious and too willing to bear things that didn't belong to her that she appeared so painful and sorrowful.

　It's time to get a good night's sleep.

　……

　Should she think that way?

　"..."

　"I don't want to die... at least not today."

　Muttering to himself, Xian Kui trembled as he raised the already tattered wooden sword once more, his eyes fixed on the light in the sky.

　"I can't die here! I absolutely can't!"

　As she spoke, she held the sword with both hands, infusing it with the last bit of magic power, filling it with a surging will to survive.

　However, her thoughts became increasingly empty...

　In a daze, things became increasingly chaotic.

　Humanity...world...fate...salvation...

　In a daze, these things seemed to transform into countless mountains, pressing down on her... with an immense weight.

　but……

　But unfortunately...

　But it was something that destined her to have a tragic life...

　Yes……

　"I can't let go!"

　Xian Kui gritted his teeth, as if he had returned to the day when he was all alone, declaring his determination to avenge his parents: "I can't let go!!!"

　……

　"Take a rest..."

　A familiar voice reached his ears, but Xian Kui stubbornly gripped his sword: "No! Never!"

　He spoke so firmly, and it was only after a moment that Xian Kui noticed... who the owner of that voice was.

　Instantly, all the chaos in her mind vanished.

　"Cong Yu?"

　Xian Kui spoke, looking at Cong Yu who was gazing at the sky, and then glanced at Lin, who was vomiting not far away.

　My mind relaxed.

　It seems that Xian Kui trusts Cong Yu even more than she imagined... but at this moment, there's no need to worry about that.

　"Well, leave it to me from now on."

　As she said this, Cong Yu reached out and gently took the sword from Xian Kui's hand, which was beginning to weaken.

　Although it was just a wooden sword.

　But Cong Yu began to realize just how much "idealistic" power had been infused into this sword... accompanying Xian Kui to this point.

　The sword's intent is incredibly sharp and fierce; if placed in a special world, it would probably be a treasured artifact.

　It was specifically for others to observe, so that they could comprehend a wisp of sword energy.

　In such a world, the Immortal King might be some kind of god-level sword immortal who attained enlightenment through the sword... He would probably be truly invincible.

　Unfortunately, this world is different; the difference in magical power can almost make up for everything, even ignoring abilities like "guaranteed kill" and "guaranteed hit".

　As long as the magic power is strong enough.

　To be fair, from Cong Yu's perspective, while Xian Kui's "sword intent" was exaggerated, his swordsmanship was really terrible.

　"Xiankui, have you ever heard anyone say that your swordsmanship is actually quite mediocre...?"

　Upon hearing Cong Yu's soft words, Xian Kui, whose legs went weak and who sat down on the ground, silently shook his head: "I haven't heard of it, but I know it myself... My father is very skilled with a sword, but I am not."

　"..." Xiankui's father was killed... and she didn't have time to teach him.

　Perhaps he shouldn't have brought this up.

　Cong Yu thought to himself, sighed softly, and then dark green magic began to flow in his hands, forming on the wooden sword.

　The tangled, condensed dark green gradually transformed into extreme darkness due to the influence of certain things.

　At this moment, the beams of light in the sky had also completely solidified.

　"Cong Yu! She's coming!"

　"coming!"

　Xian Kui and Lin Yun simultaneously offered their reminders, while Cong Yu casually raised his sword and gazed at the sky.

　It seemed that Cong Yu had no intention of releasing the Jormungandr Train to defend herself. Instead, she simply held her sword level, waiting for the attack to come.

　Then...

　"Chi!!!"

　It's here! The divine punishment, shimmering with dazzling light, descended once again at an incredible speed, turning everyone's vision a pure white.

　Pure light enveloped everyone's vision.

　However, in that very instant...

　A pitch-black dot suddenly emerged from the extreme white of the field of vision, and then rapidly grew larger... until it tore through all the white like lightning!

　"Shua!!!"

　With a "whoosh" sound, the pure white divine punishment was severed by Cong Yu's sword, and the barrier in the sky, which had not yet been fully repaired, was also instantly cut open.

　"Just this once - don't argue after this..."

　Cong Yu spoke softly, as if talking to herself.

　However, no one knew that he was hearing a tearful, moving sound that only he could hear...

　[That's enough! I'm already satisfied! You can use me as you like from now on! Just this one sword!]

　……

　"This is really..."

　Xian Kui couldn't help but sigh. She gazed at Cong Yu's retreating figure and the fluttering hem of his clothes, then raised her head...

　Amidst the storm created by the sword energy, she could see the sunlight shining through the completely torn barrier.

　It seemed like only this one sword strike—

　The rain then separated night from day.

　.

　Chapter 701 The Train Accelerates Again

　Cong Yu is very handsome.

　While this is undoubtedly true, what we are talking about here is not his appearance or physique.

　After all, given the magical environment of this world, handsome and beautiful people are not exactly rare.

　All I can say is that Cong Yu's "beauty" has a unique flavor. It's as if I just casually took a screenshot of his actions.

　That would make a great cover wallpaper.

　And when such a rainstorm blocked Xian Kui's path, drawing his sword to sever the day from the night... she truly couldn't look away.

　My heart was about to stop beating.

　Moreover, she wondered if it was just her imagination, but the extreme darkness that Cong Yu was using at this moment... was inexplicably quite attractive to her.

　And this attraction, inexplicably, extended to Cong Yu... which the immortal leader did not understand.

　"Clap--"

　Cong Yu's clothes fluttered in the strong wind as he looked up at the sunlight in the sky and at the barrier that was constantly healing itself.

　He remained in that position, waiting for something.

　And at this time...

　There's more!

　Cong Yu twitched her lips as she heard [Source Darkness Apophis], who was now much more active and no longer spoke incoherently as before.

　This guy is so long-winded.

　Fortunately, the two reached some kind of tacit agreement.

　Gen'an and Murasame reached a compromise...

　The former no longer recklessly and uncontrollably sought to destroy the world, while the latter would occasionally use Source Darkness Apophis to give it a breather.

　"I know the attack isn't over yet, what are you barking about, you dog?"