"Okay!"
Lan Qingyou dusted off her clothes, even though there wasn't a speck of dust on them, and pouted.
Since the other person wasn't going to help her deal with all those fake versions of herself,
she'd just have to deal with them herself.
But you know what?
This was the first time she'd ever faced herself like this.
Once she'd decided to go after herself, a strange yearning welled up inside Lan Qingyou.
A feeling of destruction surged through her.
What was this?
A self-destructive personality?
Definitely not.
Lan Qingyou knew herself well. She was afraid of dying, so there was no way she'd do anything "self-destructive."
So...
Let me handle this.
Alisa had just shown off a little, wiping out a hundred or so "herselves" in an instant.
But she hadn't wiped out a single "Lan Qingyou."
But Lan Qingyou was different.
She was the big-picture type, so if she was going to step in, she'd obviously help out a little.
After all, even if she wanted to hold back,
the hundreds or thousands of meteorites falling like a meteor shower wouldn't agree.
Although all those meteorites looked terrifying,
they really did paint an apocalyptic scene.
But for Lan Qingyou, dealing with them was as easy as could be.
If anything, if she got killed by her own magic,
people would probably laugh at her for centuries, even down in the underworld.
That really would be worse than death.
So Lan Qingyou waved her hand.
Unlike Alisa, who'd swept hers horizontally, she waved it vertically.
The moment she did, the meteorites changed course.
Since she also had to make sure she didn't get caught in the blast,
Lan Qingyou adjusted their weight as well.
That kept their impact from taking the whole planet Karim with it.
After all,