Is that the ring that Ash gave her?! Ha, at this time, even if no one is around anymore, is he still helping you?
"I won't die yet. Before I defeat you - before I become the real -, I must not die!"
The originally smooth hairstyle was also extremely messy. Dark Precure gathered the remaining power, and more darkness and malice condensed at the top of the magic wand.
"Take the move, Dark Power Fortissimo!"
The burning jet-black light waves condensed into a highly polymerized, inflated ball of light at the top, which flew from the top that Dark Precure struggled to throw away to Tsukikage Yuri, who was lying on the ground.
The moment the dark ball of light came into contact with Yuri, the huge light and explosion fireworks soaring into the sky caused the entire island to tremble violently, and slowly sank to the sea level. The loud noise of the explosion also covered the last screams of Tsukikage Yuri.
Blood mixed with sweat continued to drip down Little Dark's cheeks, and a touch of sadness and relief that it had finally come to an end began to rise from the bottom of her heart.
When the flames of the explosion dissipated, revealing the semicircular pit underneath, there was still a figure standing there. It was Cure Moonlight who had transformed into Super Silhouette (Super Silhouette).
The slit throat was restored to its original state by the incomparable sacred and pure power. The heart-shaped light belt behind it fanned the cool fresh air, taking away the smell of blood from the girl's body.
"I will bear Precure's wishes."
The Moon Tact once again appeared in Yuri's hand. The hand that clenched the staff was raised to his chest. Yuri stepped closer to Dark Precure, whose eyes were filled with disbelief.
Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell, go to hell!!!!
The crazy-looking Pretty Cure of Darkness kept swinging the magic wand in his hand, and countless jet-black lights shot at Yuri, who did not dodge. However, they were all bounced away by Super Silhouette's enhanced suit, and clouds of "celebratory" fireworks exploded on both sides of the girl's progress.
Why, why can you stand up again, why can you still fight, why... can you have such power...
This kind of thing is so unfair...
"It's different things to carry."
Moon Tact was lifted from Yuri's hand and pressed against the energy core modeled after Heart Seed on Dark Precure's heart.
"Courage, love, friendship, tenderness, sadness, joy."
There was neither sadness nor joy in Yuri's voice at this moment. Even though she had been beaten into such a miserable state just now, she could not hate her now.
"Countless thoughts, everyone's hearts, and the bonds between partners. I will live and continue to live in order to protect this world full of life."
Pretty Cure Floral Power Fortissimo.
Without even calling out the names of the usual moves, the purple-silver light of Yue Ying penetrated Dark Precure's chest without any hindrance. The green-haired girl looked down like a stuck robot. There was a heart-shaped "hole" in her chest from which she could see the sea view behind her.
"Heart Catch."
Dark Magic Rod fell from the loosened hands of the kneeling dark girl, fell to the ground, and broke in half.
Unable to bear to look at Dark Precure lying face down on the ground and the blood stains gradually spreading around, Tsukikage Yuri raised his head and looked up at the sky. At this time, the remaining half moon had already replaced the dusk of the setting sun.
Even though I have defeated a strong enemy, why am I not happy at all now... all I can feel is sadness?
Not abruptly, she began to doubt the existence of the meaning of fighting again. Defeating Dark Precure was indeed her heart's desire, but... her mood was not better at all.
Right now, I'm probably just tired of today.
"Kala -" Yuri, whose attention was focused on the sky, said without noticing. The wounded palm trembled and squeezed half of the magic wand at hand. The back of the hand, which looked pale due to excessive force, was pressed against the ground and he slowly stood up, all over his body. As the tattered battle clothes with only broken strands gradually turned into spots of light, Dark Precure, whose face was covered with his own and Yuri's blood, suddenly stood up and rushed in front of the unaware Tsukikage Yuri.
"Moon Shadow——Yuri——!"
What?!
"Pfft——"
Red roses bloom in the dreamless wilderness.
The broken half of Dark Magic Rod penetrated Yuri's abdomen, and the remaining sharp part of the front end soaked in bright red penetrated from the girl's back.
His own blood slowly dripped from the corner of the disbelieving girl's mouth and down her chin onto the dark magic wand.
"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock—"
The two of them just kept leaning against each other. Apart from the sound of the sea breeze on the quiet island, the only sound left was the crisp sound of liquid dripping.
Chapter 186: Destiny Blooming in the Dreamless Wilderness
"Go to hell - me!"
Screaming incomprehensible and twisted words, Dark Precure had an extremely ferocious expression, and dark red blood unconsciously dripped from his forehead and corners of his eyes, dyeing him into a life-seeking female ghost who seemed to have walked out of a horror movie set.
But if this is the case, the target of her life now is the "blood sister" in front of her who has the same blood as her.
"Haah-haah... ha..."
Blood gushed out from his throat, dyeing Yuri's thin lips red. He looked at Dark Precure with murderous intent in front of him in disbelief. Tsukikage Yuri tremblingly grabbed her hand that was inserted into his belly.
He never thought that there would be a possibility of being attacked by Dark Precure in this situation. Yuri, who had no awareness of defense and had no time to react, was hit with one blow. Super Silhouette's strengthened armor defense was also directly penetrated by the opponent's decisive blow.
After all, even Pretty Cure is still a human being with blood flowing inside.
Why, even though you have been fatally injured, why can you still stand up and fight with me...
She couldn't understand how Dark Precure could stand up again and give herself a fatal blow when she was completely knocked down.
She couldn't understand what kind of mood and what kind of existence supported her to reach this point.
But when he looked at the other person's overflowing murderous intent and the trembling fear in his heart, Yuri understood.
Really... you also have things you want to protect, people and things you want to protect, so is that why you can do this?
We obviously have the same idea and were born from the same origin, but we have to fight to the death like this. Tsukikage Yuri, who rarely feels confused about things other than Ash store manager, feels a sincere sense of irony at this moment.
"Uh-!"
Dark Precure, whose face was full of killing intent, showed no mercy, and kept twisting the magic wand that pierced Yuri. As Yuri whined deep in his throat, more and more energy and blood mixed with fragments slanted out from the wound on the girl's abdomen.
First, Super Silhouette, whose light and darkness were uncertain, returned to the original Moonlight state, and then even the suit could no longer be maintained. Even the original guaranteed state of being wrapped in a light base suit after the defeat never appeared. The fragile original form of Tsukikage Yuri appeared directly in front of Dark Precure.
From his chin to his slender, snow-white neck, everything was now stained red by the blood he spit out, making him look extremely miserable.
The magic wand of darkness that pierced Yuri's abdomen was pierced by Dark Precure, and it still remained on it. The two pairs of trembling eyes met at this moment, and then Little Dark pulled it out mercilessly. The gap that had lost the final blockage instantly splashed out blood mist all over the sky like a dam bursting.
"Wow--"
Tsukikage Yuri opened his eyes wide, his glasses and coat were dyed bright red with his own blood, and his body, which had completely lost even the last bit of strength, slowly fell backwards, lying on the ground, unable to move.
Seeing Tsukikage Yuri lying on the ground with his breath getting weaker and weaker, the corners of Dark Precure's mouth twitched and he finally laughed out loud.
This is not the first time that he has defeated her, but this time he fights completely with his own will. The joy of defeating her will be even greater than the first time!
"Great... great!"
Even he didn't notice that he squeezed his trembling palms tightly, and the smile on his face, which was mixed with his own blood and Yuri's blood, gradually twisted and became more and more charming.
Dr. Sabaku——Dad! Ash——Timons! Did you see it? Did you see it?!
"That way I would be you, no, I would be myself!"
There has never been a truth that fakes cannot be better than genuine ones. I——Dark Precure! He defeated Tsukikage Yuri, the original "me"!
"I won - I won - ahhhhh!!!"
The joy of victory came and went quickly. Before she could recover from the ecstasy, the increasingly painful chest kicked her from heaven to hell.
Uncontrollable energy continued to leak from the huge heart-shaped gap in the chest, and eventually the unbalanced body exploded into brilliant "fireworks" all over the body. Even though he desperately tried to cover the gap with his hands while screaming, his strength and vitality continued to fly away.
My life time is constantly passing by!
How is it possible? I obviously won——
"Didn't you hold on... did you lose? How is that possible?!"
"Dark0... Precure..."
Yuri, who was covering her torn and penetrating wounds, called her name inarticulately. Even though she had not died on the spot due to Pretty Cure's remaining strength, judging from the injuries, she would definitely not be able to last long.
Sitting up with great effort, he dragged his body to her side with a staggering step, and turned the black girl who was curled up on her side to face up. Her originally beautiful and fair-skinned body now looked paler under the constant passage of life.
"It's already... the limit..."
Even though Tsukikage Yuri with his last breath is right in front of him, no matter what he wants to do, he can't do it. He has no strength anymore...
Will I die first? It seems that the one who loses in the end... is me.
"Sure enough, am I just a bad clone..."
"Dark..."
Facing the enemy who "killed" him twice, Tsukikage Yuri's mentality was so complicated.
However, being able to achieve this level is definitely not because of the preset instructions given to her as a clone. Can she be able to achieve this step? Can she continue to stand up and launch a fatal blow even after she is actually dead?
It just shows that this is a "miracle" achieved entirely by her own will.
"Cure Moonlight, Tsukikage Yuri... I, who was born because of you, will die."
"I lost, but don't think that this means you won."
The bright red blood was continuously coughed out from the depths of the throat with the voice of Dark Precure, with a strong smell of rust, adding more embellishments to the extremely pale and beautiful face of the beauty at this moment.
Because you are a legendary warrior, you are a righteous precure, but as a cure moonligh, you killed someone, and were about to take away your sister's life, just for revenge, so...
"Even as an unforgivable enemy, someone like you will definitely feel sad for taking away my life, my life that is so similar to yours... and you will live in pain after that."
It is precisely because of this that Ash will be attracted by your kindness, right?
That day, when he told me that he needed me, didn't I know that he was actually "cheating" on me? He is someone who can't even understand his own thoughts and can even deceive himself.
But... so what?
As long as he can say "I need you" to me, I will be completely satisfied and happy.
I'm really jealous of you, Tsukikage Yuri... But that doesn't matter anymore.
I already feel satisfied.
The "destiny" of defeating the other person that he had received since his birth came from his "jealousy" towards his father, towards Ash, the "jealousy" towards wanting to replace her, the "resentment" at being like this to him, and now the "relief" after both sides suffered.
At this moment, the countless hatred and resentment in Dark Precure's heart came to an end, dissipating like clouds of smoke before the coming final moment.
His eyes gradually blurred as he looked at Tsukikage Yuri, who was looking at him with complicated eyes. Thinking of them both losing out now, Dark Precure only felt a sense of irony, as if fate had hindered them.
"Will anyone remember me? The trace of the existence of the copy of the cure moonligh named Dark Precure... Now, this moment will become forever..."
"No... you and everything about you will not disappear, at least in my... in Shaback, in Ash's heart, you will live forever..."
You will never be forgotten.
Yeah? In this case, I can go to hell with peace of mind.
Chapter 187: Hesitating alone in the endless night
"Haha... Haha, it seems that the power of hatred will always be defeated by a more decent force."
With a reassuring smile, Dark Precure's eyes gradually appeared empty and slowly closed, and he fell into a deep sleep with the disappearing breath.
Even though the massive blood loss had made Tsukikage Yuri's body appear to be crumbling, Yuri, who could no longer hate her old enemy Dark Precure, who was about to disappear at this moment, released her hands on her abdomen and closed her hands tightly in the middle.
"Hoo, ho..."
In a daze, she saw the two people who had left the most profound mark on her life besides her parents, Ash and her elf Kolon walking side by side towards her.
Ah... Kelong, have you come to pick me up?
The waves slapped on his face, he gasped for the last bit of wind, and at the last moment he carried a deep apology to his mother. After all, Yuri couldn't hold on any longer and completely lost consciousness, and his body lay crookedly on Dark Precure's body.
Two people with completely different destinies ended up bleeding out the exact same blood. The two red lines led to one place along their respective routes. In the end, they were mixed together regardless of you and me, and flowed into the sea through the gaps between the stones.
"Step-"
Another person stepped onto the small island where the two warriors finally fell. His leather shoes brushed against the splashing dark red blood, and he stepped on the pebbles that were extremely smooth due to the impact of the aftermath of the battle. The bleak cold wind blew across Ash's face, bringing an even paler chill to the man looking at the two "corpses" in front of him.