"Looks like things are already over on that side."
Fang Zheng withdrew his gaze and looked at the Dead Apostle before him.
"Then it's about time for you to die too!"
"I won't be taken down that easily, Magus!"
Yet even as the beast horde he had summoned was being crushed by the Undead Army, Nero's expression did not waver in the slightest. He was not Nero—or rather, not merely Nero. The collective mass of six hundred and sixty-six beasts within his body formed the existence known as the Dead Apostle Nero Chaos. Even if those beasts were killed, they merely returned to his body rather than truly dying.
That was precisely why he had the confidence to face the Scourge before him.
But there was one problem...
"I'm not a Magus."
Fang Zheng raised Frostmourne in his hand, and Crimson Flame ignited across his body.
"I am Red Ponytail, a Magical Girl of justice! I'm worlds apart from the Magus you speak of!"
As he spoke, Fang Zheng raised his right hand toward the sky.
"Phantom Spirit Fire Pillar!"
With Fang Zheng's words, a pillar of light shot straight into the sky and vanished into the clouds. Nero could not help but freeze at the sight, but before he could make sense of it, flames suddenly came plunging down from the heavens and struck his body head-on.
"Uwaaaaaah!!"
With that agonized groan, Nero's expression finally changed.
"What is this...? No, my body can't move..."
"Don't even think about breaking free. Not even Aoko can escape this! Come on!"
Scorching crimson flames surged across Frostmourne. Fang Zheng then raised the forty-meter Flame Greatsword high overhead. At the same time, the thrusters behind him erupted with dazzling light, propelling his small body forward like lightning.
"Scorching Burst Slash!!"
A flash of