Chapter 291
That Spiral Magic Sword perfectly compensated for the Mirror Tree's inability to move.
That's why she used her Destined Magic to transform this Pocket Dimension into her own underworld.
Even without magical talents in the space-time category, the Destined Magic of the Inherent Domain can keenly perceive the space-time flow within it, and can even actively interrupt it, which is equivalent to partially sealing off the teleportation method of the Spiral Magic Sword and directly forcing it into a duel state.
Chu Yuanqing also realized this; otherwise, she could have continued to evade the encirclement and continue to use the Mirror Tree's magic to devour magic power by manipulating the Rainbow Light to teleport continuously.
As for how to evade domain awareness?
She has delved into the blessings bestowed by the [Silver Mirror], developing not only a series of life-threatening uses but also advanced applications of [Mirror Reversal], pioneering techniques for directly reflecting energy.
Once transformed into magic, by controlling the reflection frequency and cooperating with the Mirror Tree that absorbs magic power, Xie Qingyu's magic power can be returned to the surrounding environment, creating a seamless illusion.
Simply put, it comes down to the difference in magical construction.
Because it is entirely rebuilt based on past experience, the [Silver Mirror] magic is already an extremely mature combat system. Furthermore, through countless real battles and trials involving death, its level of perfection is naturally unmatched by Xie Qingyu, not to mention the addition of a Mythical Weapon.
But...
This lesson is enough. Just like how she could easily defeat Xie Qingyu, who was careless and engaged in close combat with her, by stacking [Mirror Reversal], but she still had to make the other party adapt time and time again.
Chu Yuanqing would rely on the advantages of his magical constructs to drag out the battle, not because this was the only way to win, but to make Xie Qingyu personally understand the shortcomings in this area.
Now, both the Spiral Magic Sword and the numerous spells built up by the [Silver Mirror] series have become props that have lost their educational value.
The Pure White Witch settled her thoughts, her gaze falling upon the Spiral Magic Sword, and she whispered:
"Disperse, Caladbolg."
As soon as the words were spoken,
This Mythical Weapon, enhanced to 1% of its power, instantly reversed the spell, transforming into chaotic thunder and hurricanes. In a thunderous roar, they intertwined into a surging, Rainbow Light -colored tide that engulfed the Hall of Silver and Tin beneath its feet. Accompanied by deafening crashes, the tide continued towards the remaining magnificent palace.
Rumble rumble rumble...
It was a dazzling Rainbow Light that covered an area of hundreds of miles, not only taking away the layers of palaces that had been built, but also swallowing up the legion constructed by butterflies and Netherflame.
The thousand-meter-tall Mirror Tree slowly shattered amidst the final roar of the Spiral Magic Sword, disintegrating into countless withered mercury fragments. Its branches continued to break, and the mirrors on it fell like a torrential rain, either annihilated by lightning or burned by Netherflame, emitting crisp sounds.
Chu Yuanqing looked up at the scene. If the passive ability to devour magic power was suppressed, the seemingly indestructible Mercury Tree was nothing but a castle in the air, so fragile that it could not even withstand the aftershocks of the Spiral Magic Sword. She admired the scene of the destruction of all things and hummed an ancient melody.
This is the Song of Silver and Tin.
But without any added magic or infusion of spells, it was simply a song that I had forgotten who taught me.
Gentle, soothing, and tranquil.
Strangely, it was this tranquil melody that seemed to herald a chapter of destiny, carrying a grand epic and a sense of devastation, which, in the spontaneous surge of Heart Tide, overwhelmed the continuously surging rock music.
The Pure White Witch descended from her throne, strolling through the magnificent mirror rain until she reached the edge of the mercury-like surface. Stepping onto the shattering area, she ceased her soft humming, lowered her gaze to her palm, glanced at the distant sky, and softly asked:
"Xie Qingyu, do you think Magical Girl are powerful?"
Chu Yuanqing continued speaking to himself:
"I think it's very strong."
"Because no matter how you look at it, Magical Girl are much stronger than humans."
"The wisp of cloud that a mortal manages to cleave through with all their might is utterly insignificant in terms of blessing or magic."
This Savior, whose soul had fallen from grace, whose memories were mostly forgotten, and who had lost all power and blessings, revealed an expectant yet joyful smile, and whispered:
"But Magical Girl, even without magic, possess strength, speed, physical abilities, and even the potential hidden in their reflexes and cells far surpasses that of humans. They're like a treasure magnified countless times, aren't they?"
"So, since just now, I've been thinking, assuming this body has been repaired by 9%, and now that we've squeezed out even more energy, is it possible to reclaim some things from the past?"
Xie Qingyu heard the other party's voice through the domain and saw this unbelievable scene. She didn't understand Chu Yuanqing's "self-destructive" actions, but she didn't feel relieved at all.
I even felt fear.
Unbelievable, incomprehensible.
The Chu Yuanqing of today clearly showed no killing intent or sense of oppression. She had even dispelled all the spells that were supposed to level the gap between them. She was just saying some nonsensical things, but her instincts as Idealistic Being compelled her to flee as quickly as possible.
It's like a stray cat or dog encountering an ancient dragon breathing fire. Even though its meager brain can't comprehend the magnificence of the creature before it, it can still use the most primal emotion called fear to remind itself to take refuge as soon as possible.
Xie Qingyu's scalp tingled. In a daze, she saw the most terrifying scene from the depths of her memory. The Electric Guitar in her arms turned back into the shape of Little Butterfly. She was so frightened that her soul trembled, and she was so scared that she hid back in the lantern.
The girl's mind was in a daze; she didn't even dare to answer Chu Yuanqing's words, and almost instinctively grasped the violet that had transformed into a lantern.
The next second, the entire Pocket Dimension trembled, and the Magic Tide that filled the heavens and earth reversed course, without any reservation, directly weaving together the strongest techniques from his memory.
--Unlimited Spell: Butterfly Burial!
This technique, which buried the Mirror Sea of Haido, possesses power far exceeding that of a standard-yield tactical nuclear bomb. It is a deadly weapon that requires prior approval from the Countermeasures Bureau and a clear report after use.
Driven by instinct, she disregarded whether the other party could withstand it, or how many self-criticisms they would have to write afterward, and directly wove this terrifying spell, causing countless butterflies to gather into a dreamlike bubble.
Once the spell explodes, everything around it will vanish like a dream. Not only will the Mortal Realm Barrier, but even Salzburg outside the city could be impacted, turning into a sinkhole that is swallowed up.
There would be no sound or prelude during this process, and Charlotte, who is the [Lighthouse], would be the closest person to the scene. If anything were to happen, it would be an extreme act of desecration, enough to be punished as a crime against humanity.
Captain-Class [Witch] are inherently extremely dangerous beings.
Therefore, Xie Qingyu's instinctive approach was to hold back, and hold back some more, until she was repeatedly tormented and guided by the Pure White Witch, and only then did she gradually use her full strength through her tricks.
At this critical moment
The Little Idol outside the entertainment industry haven't yet realized the seriousness of the problem.
Only the Saintess, feeling guilty, frantically poured magic into the barrier and secretly began weaving a spacetime spell, intending to move this Pocket Dimension containing "dirty things" away at any time.
Just kidding, Qing Bao and Xiaoyu will definitely be fine, but there are still hundreds of thousands of people in Salzburg. The old and new city areas are so small, there's no way to bomb them with Unlimited Spell, okay? It wouldn't be surprising if it accidentally affected other cities!
At the same time, the butterflies within the barrier transformed into giant bubbles, about to burst completely.
In Chu Yuanqing's golden pupils, the fragments falling from the sky were reflected. She tried to breathe, the most primal breath, and the broken and faint flame of her soul flickered slightly, her long-lost senses becoming infinitely refined.
Time moves slowly, and a subtle, vibrating force travels from cells to blood vessels, into the bloodstream, through bones, and back to muscles, repeating this cycle like rehabilitation. In a fraction of a second, this force is transmitted to deeper places—the cell nucleus? Or atoms, or even protons?
No, there's no need to see that far; a lack of concentration wouldn't support such an operation.
Therefore, by injecting a wisp of Magic Particles, we can grasp the limits that our current skills can reach.
Then, the inner fire ignited, reversing the magic.
Finally, [the Echoes of the Past].
Chu Yuanqing picked up the afterglow of the past and plucked the fragments from the sky. Ignoring the sound of the lamp shattering on her chest, she casually slashed an arc that stirred up a hurricane, thunder, and flames, which then vanished in the Vacuum Domain, transforming into the purest power that shattered the fragile Inherent Domain.
The Unlimited Spell called Butterfly Burial was shattered at its nodes by a terrifyingly unreasonable force. Just as it was about to bloom, it disintegrated and shattered, causing a rumbling explosion in its inherent space. The Mortal Realm Barrier turned into bubbles in pure red and black.
This is...
Martial God Skill: Subtlety.
One of the ultimate techniques that the Disaster God was once fortunate enough to experience.
Before the side effects could backfire, Chu Yuanqing managed to protect the pitiful and innocent Xie Qingyu. With the help of the Saintess Maiden, they were able to escape the world-destroying scene and return to the peaceful and serene castle hall.
Ignoring the excruciating pain in her soul, the Pure White Witch casually swallowed her shattered internal organs. After barely managing to stand, she lowered her eyes to look at the lantern, which had been reduced to only 1% intact, and made a decision in her mind.
Well, even if I were to break down the most basic Martial God Skill to their bare minimum, I would still find it difficult to bear the consequences in my current state.
If it weren't for the [Witch's ] excellent physique, which allowed her to be repaired to 9% and relieve a lot of pressure, thus allowing her to concentrate more, it would have been impossible to achieve that effect.
Chu Yuanqing glanced at the Little Idol around her who were still in shock and hadn't recovered yet, then looked at Xie Qingyu, who was extremely confused and questioning her life. Her expression was calm, her golden eyes indifferent and dignified. She stood silently in place, saying nothing.
The Little Cotton-padded Jacket's eyes were filled with admiration. Qing Bao could even easily beat up Captain-Class Magical Girl! That's so cool!
I've decided, I'll go to Qing Bao for tutoring from now on.
Charlotte is great too, but I feel she's not as amazing as Qing Bao!
The Saintess was completely unaware that her Little Cotton-padded Jacket was "falling in love with someone else," and she was silently transferring magic to Chu Yuanqing through the Contract Chain.
Well, Qing Bao isn't silent because she's trying to act like an expert.
However, after she used her Martial God Skill purely out of curiosity, her internal organs, bones, blood vessels, and other internal organs were almost completely shattered beneath her seemingly intact exterior, leaving her unable to move or speak at all.
This is why Magical Girl have a different Life Form than humans; otherwise, a normal person would have died a thousand times over.
In this respect, Chu Yuanqing's earlier mention of being blessed with unique advantages is indeed quite reasonable.
The Pure White Witch silently relied on the [Shattered Golden Cup] to continuously replenish her mana and health. After 30 seconds, she repaired her alveoli and trachea, and roughly straightened her bones as well. Only then did she look at Xie Qingyu and say softly:
"I don't know what your deepest fears are, but you possess tremendous potential. If you were to fully unleash it, you might be ten, a hundred, or even a thousand times stronger than you are now."
As Chu Yuanqing spoke, she seemed to suddenly remember something, looked at the silly [Witch] with the Little Butterfly on her head, her calm face showing a hint of realization, and suddenly asked:
"Xie Qingyu, would you like to learn martial arts from me?"
P. S.: I stayed up all night to finish writing this part of the story. My head hurts so much. Goodnight.
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Upon hearing this statement...
The atmosphere inside the castle was even quieter.
Chu Wangshu felt a pang of sadness; Qing Bao hadn't even offered to teach her anything!
The little girl was a little jealous, but she immediately realized something more important.
Wait a minute, Sister Xie is Qing Bao's concubine, and Qing Bao has taken her sister as his apprentice. Something seems a bit strange. The seniority and relationships are too complicated to calculate, aren't they?
Kiriwake Yayoi and the Social Anxiety Cat seemed to understand the situation, both showing subtle expressions and glancing discreetly at the Golden Haired Doggy at the center of the incident.
Xie Qingxuan was also bewildered for a moment. She looked warily at her older sister's pretty face, but when her gaze shifted to the full curves that were comparable to Little Sakura's, she thought for a moment and decided that it wasn't a bad idea.
Because if that's the case, wouldn't my sister have to call me "teacher's wife"?
Xie Qingyu has probably never experienced such humiliation of being elevated to a higher generation before.
A rare hint of elation flickered across the girl's cool and pure face. She savored the pleasure of this revenge, looking down at the foolish woman who was still in a daze, her lips curving slightly, and remained silent.
Chu Yuanqing hadn't thought that far ahead; her thoughts were quite simple.
Since I can't use the Martial God Skill myself, why not just pass it on to the next generation?
Although blessings and authority are difficult to pass on before death, combat skills and experience can certainly be passed down in the remaining time. Combined with the infinite potential of Magical Girl's body, she might be able to delve even deeper into the skills she has developed.
In this way, even after reaching [Full Bloom], when Magical Girl's strength has been initially determined, she has another way to continue advancing.
After all, not everyone has the talent of Little Cotton-padded Jacket, who can easily comprehend the <Shine Meditation Method> passed down by Charlotte, directly strengthening the soul from the root, amplifying potential, and thus expanding one's base and increasing the total amount of magic power.
Xie Qingyu looked up blankly, and the pitiful and innocent Lantern Fairy on her head slid down and fell with a thud onto her round thigh.
Well, the Little Butterfly was completely terrified. It didn't even dare to hide back behind the lantern and could only quietly pretend to be dead.
Xie Qingyu wasn't much better off. She had almost been beaten to a pulp by Chu Yuanqing, leaving her with a huge psychological scar, and she nearly couldn't help but tremble with fear.
Although I could probably survive a direct hit from the [Full Bloom], the overwhelming sense of oppression that surpassed my imagination and shattered my worldview was even more shocking than when I first learned about magic, and my heart is still pounding wildly.
Chu Yuanqing dispelled all her spells and returned the magic power she had drawn from herself. At that point, it was already a miracle that she could still retain a normal [Flower Bloom] level of magic power.
But under these circumstances, how could the opponent simply pick up a fragment that was about to melt away from the horizon and directly shatter her Unlimited Spell?!
This doesn't look like magic at all, does it?
Is it some kind of even more outrageous technique, like those absurd force-dissipating methods?
I don't believe it, it's fake, it must be magic.
Xie Qingyu began to suspect that she was under an illusion. Perhaps Chu Yuanqing possessed some kind of Unlimited Spell similar to Tsukuyomi or Kotoamatsukami. Maybe she had never released Butterfly Burial from the beginning, but was just being manipulated and played with by him.
Wait a minute, isn't this even more terrifying?
Chu Yuanqing squatted down in confusion. Looking at the girl's blank and adorable expression, she pinched the child's cheek and asked curiously:
"Have you gone mad?"
Charlotte squatted down beside Xie Qingyu, irritated, and patted her hair, complaining:
"Who told you to bully people with something so outrageous?"
"Xiaoyu has always been timid, okay? The nature of her rock music is the same as Liuli's drinking. As soon as she put down the Electric Guitar, you beat her up with something like that. Can you not become stupid?"