W raised her modified crossbow before everyone's eyes.
The crossbow was pitch-black, and its ammunition was not sharp cold weapons, but flashing bombs. She understood the situation and knew exactly what weapon to use.
Smokeless explosives, with various metal compounds poured into the bombs. The high temperatures from the explosions would trigger flame reactions, making them look like fireworks. They were perfect for blowing targets to death in front of a crowd.
These bombs would draw cheers from onlookers, which made W especially happy.
The gigantic crystal sphere slowly rotated and drifted upward as though it had found its target. Its destination had long been set in advance—break into Yae Shrine.
Its path was blocked by a soul-reaping scythe.
Rose-red phantoms flickered around Hoshino. They were afterimages of the maid's true form shifting back and forth, too indistinct to see clearly. Yet every shadow held a poised attacking stance, brimming with motion, as if frozen in the instant before striking.
"Tormented souls, rest here forever~~"
Hoshino straightened her posture and spoke softly and respectfully.
"Excuse me."
The rose-red phantoms descended. In an instant, attacks poured down like a raging storm, their light crisscrossing like crescent moons and glinting with terrifying brilliance beneath the dusk.
The crystal was staggered by the blows. W immediately raised her cannon crossbow and unleashed a barrage of multicolored flame bombs upon it. The lights were already gaudy enough, and reflected by the crystal, they became even more eye-searingly flashy.
"Ugh—how vulgar."
"Yae Shrine's taste can't be this tacky, can it? Who wants to watch a bunch of things sparkle and flash like that?"
"Lame!"
After Ch'en hung up, she immediately called Mayer and headed toward Yae Shrine.
Listen obediently?
Not a chance.
If anything, hearing that suspiciously serious conversation only made Ch'en more curious. She