The Shining Sword!

Besides the Ancient Ones,

"Just watch? That's only to be expected."

As the Vampire said this simply, sitting quietly at the table and looking out at the faint light through the curtains, he spoke these words.

Without a doubt, he is Ancient Ones.

The Ancient Ones looked at the Vampire struggling to escape from the magical girl. "We don't need to pay the price for your foolishness."

After the Ancient Ones spoke, a Vampire immediately chimed in, mocking, "Hahaha, look at your pathetic state!"

As he said this, his gaze lingered on the fleeing Vampire for a moment before turning to his other companions.

"Hmph, you vampires from a small clan, you just don't know any manners... It's no wonder you were defeated by those magical girls, you people with absolutely no elegance."

Another Vampire sneered, his eyes filled with contempt...

Although he himself couldn't defeat those Vampire, it didn't stop him from making sarcastic remarks at this moment.

"Foolish? You bunch of old geezers from the Thirteen Clans..."

The Vampire who had escaped retorted, a glint of anger flashing in his eyes. "The Caitiff were absolutely right. You are nothing but a bunch of cowardly rats, clinging to life."

Amidst the other party's insults, the previously elegant Ancient Ones's expression suddenly turned somewhat ugly.

However, the Vampire didn't notice this; he simply muttered to himself, "I understand... I'm quitting!"

The Vampire Ancient Ones's expression grew increasingly hostile, and he retorted, "Withdraw?"

Yes, exit.

"I understand now... We can't win. Our enemies aren't just the Toreador Clan."

Now fully conscious, the Vampire murmured, silently huddled in the shadows. "Humans, magical girls, Monster Group... no one is looking forward to the era of Vampire, except ourselves."

As the surrounding Vampire glared angrily at the other Vampire, the Ancient Ones slowly stood up. "You need to think this through."

"..."

"Yes, you should think it over carefully..."

Such a voice suddenly came from a corner of the room; it was the voice of a young boy. "Because this is your last chance to 'quit'."

"Who goes there?!"

The Vampire Ancient Ones looked warily in the direction of the voice... and the surrounding Vampire also looked over in surprise.

What came into their view was a boy with long black hair.

"Who am I? Hmm... I'm a weirdo."

As he said this, Cong Yu, who had been teleported over with Hong, simply raised a finger. "Or rather, the people who came to kill you!"

Using the Vampire Prince who had been deliberately released, Hong and Cong Yu used the "Blood-Seeking Scarlet Crystal" buried inside the Vampire Prince's body to teleport here.

Just like before, the two of them had intended to use the same method to teleport to the Monster's stronghold.

"You're asking for it!"

The voice of the Vampire Ancient Ones

The sound was like a cold blade, piercing through the entire room. He looked at Cong Yu, who had no magical fluctuations, and said, "Tear him apart!!!" At his command, all the Vampire simultaneously unleashed various spells like wolves, attacking Cong Yu.

It really felt like a hungry wolf pouncing on him and tearing him apart.

Where's Red? Why wasn't Red attacked? Oh... it's because the news spread outside as soon as it came in.

Originally, Hong wanted to fight alongside Cong Yu...

But the previous Crimson Hero Chronicle " had scared Cong Yu away.

I really don't dare let Hong participate in the war.

For at least the next few years, we must protect Hong well, lest she die in some corner without us even realizing it.

In the end, Cong Yu might only find a red outfit and a piece of advice on the ground that reads "There is Sorrow ahead."

"Well, hoping you'd be willing to have a calm and rational discussion is clearly unrealistic..."

As she said this, Cong Yu quickly disappeared as if she had "sunk," vanishing from the seemingly melting ground.

The Vampire's attacks also missed their target.

Then, in the next moment, a very unusual-looking sword suddenly emerged from the ground...

Slashing the Vampire who couldn't dodge in time.

But that was clearly not the key point, because in the next instant, a chilling magic began to permeate everything.

"Actually, people like you are nothing more than Joker could be wiped out with a single blow by a 'king'."

Cong Yu's voice came through the crack in the space, and then, to prove it, he murmured—

"Seeing this sword is like seeing..."

"Saint's Advent!"

The immense, holy white magic that surged forth in an instant suddenly illuminated the dim, barely bright morning light...

What broke through and destroyed this abandoned house was a cross that shone brightly, illuminating the entire Seaside as if it were daytime.

It is a cross of holy light, hundreds of meters tall, pure white and blazing.

As for Vampire...

It has turned to ashes.

--

Wow, that was a huge commotion!

Hong sighed, looking up at the enormous cross that had stood there for so long. "Using a cannon to kill a mosquito..."

In response, Cong Yu's voice came from behind the red figure. "No, it's just that using AOE abilities makes killing easier... Now."

Amidst that sound, something was thrown by Cong Yu.

Hong turned and caught it, then realized it was a longsword covered in rust. "Isn't this your sword? Why are you giving it to me?"

In response to Hong's question, Cong Yu looked at the magical girls eating bread not far away and said, "I have already used up the power of the Seven Kings. The current Sword of the Seven Emperors is just a slightly sharper and stronger weapon with Miniaturization Technique... You should give it to Yaochuan Guang."

Red. "..."

Hong: "A token of love?!"

"..."

"Get lost."

Chapter 339 The Sparkly Sword!

"I'm back!"

"I'm back."

"I'm back--"

"I'm back... even if it's just a temporary stay."

Cong Yu: "..."

"..." Yaochuan Guang, Lantian Zhu and Xiao Cui all looked at Cong Yu, who had entered the room without saying a word and was changing her shoes on her own.

After Cong Yu changed into his slippers, he looked up...

He met the gaze of three magical girls.

"W-what's wrong?"

Cong Yu asked the question knowingly, then, under the gaze of the three, her lips twitched. "I... I'm back."

Upon hearing this, the three magical girls immediately felt it was a victory for them.

So, I happily prepared to go to sleep.

Before that, Hong called out to Yaochuan Guang, saying, "Wait, didn't you just condense a weapon with your magic power? How did it feel?"

Yaochuan Guang thought about this for a moment.

"Hmm, it doesn't feel as convenient as bare hands, but the main reason is probably that I don't know how to use it... It feels very convenient for blocking other people's attacks."

In response, Yaochuan Guang paused, then said, "Moreover, this kind of 'conjuration' is more mana-efficient than a one-time spell attack."

As he said this, Yaochuan Guang gave a thumbs up. "I'd like to learn, I want to become a master of weapon fighting!"

What?! A master of combat techniques! (Doraemon face)

Well... that's a pretty good summary, and it's almost identical to the evaluation of merits and demerits in textbooks.

It's hard to imagine that Yaochuan Guang figured it out on his own...

Hong nodded in satisfaction upon hearing her answer, then said, "Then, I'll give you a divine weapon!"

As she said this, Hong reached out to her chest.

Yaochuan Guang: "!!!" Cong Yu: "???"

Then, amidst the expressions of Cong Yu [subway, old man, cell phone], Hong, with a very serious expression, pulled the Sword of the Seven Emperors from her chest.

Of course, that's not the case.

After all, the Sword of the Seven Emperors is very sharp; if you're not careful, your red breasts will disappear...

However, Cong Yu had specifically equipped the sword with a scabbard, so there was probably no risk. After all, Yaochuan Guang didn't have the "Jormungandr Train" to use.

Come and release the sword.

In reality, it was being held in Hong's hand the whole time, with the back of her hand blocking Yaochuan Guang's view, pretending to draw the sword from her chest.

He simply controlled the Miniaturization Technique while making the sword-drawing motion, restoring the Sword of the Seven Emperors to its original size.

This guy might become a magician.

"Huh? For me? A divine weapon?!"

Yaochuan Guang spoke excitedly, her sleepiness dissipating somewhat. She waved her hand, signaling the sleepy Little Lan and Xiao Cui to go to sleep first.

With anticipation, she drew the Sword of the Seven Emperors from its sheath...

Then, I saw that the sword was covered in rust.

"..." Yaochuan Guang looked up at Hong, whose face was full of approval, then at the sword in his hand, and then looked up at Hong again. "Hmm, thank you, it looks very impressive."

It's obvious she's forcing a smile!!!

Just as Cong Yu was about to complain, Hong coughed lightly and then took the sword from Yaochuan Guang's hand. "Ahem, it's like this... This sword, although it looks ugly, is actually ugly, incredibly ugly."

Cong Yu: Stare--

Under Cong Yu's Divine Might, Hong changed the subject. "However, this is merely a disguise for the sword; once it is infused with magic..."

As she said this, Hong poured magic into the Sword of the Seven Emperors, and the rust quickly disappeared, giving off an extremely dangerous aura.

The surface of the Sword of the Seven Emperors immediately became smooth and sharp, covered with countless mysterious incantations.

"Wow!"

Amidst Yaochuan Guang's exclamations, Hong demonstrated the effects of the incantations, saying, "Besides being sharp and indestructible, this weapon has other uses too! Ah! Ya ya ya!!"

Amidst the eerie screams, the Sword of the Seven Emperors rapidly shrank in Red's hand. Then it grew larger, then shrank again, then grew larger again.

She was humming happily from her red lips...

"It's truly amazing how things can get bigger and smaller."

"..." So, you're still playing?!

Cong Yu thought to herself, watching as Hong handed the Sword of the Seven Emperors to Yaochuan Guang, while introducing it to him—

"Normally, you can shrink it down and hang it on your pendant, and when needed, you can take it down and enlarge it for use."

"..."

"Wow! Okay, thank you, Teacher Hong."

As they chatted happily, Yaochuan Guang took the Sword of the Seven Emperors, twirling it with obvious delight, as if he wanted to find something to chop with.