It Feels Great Talking to an Honest Person

Holding onto these memories, Saint King looked at the smile on Cong Yu's face and finally couldn't help but smile as well.

Cong Yu: "?"

What? Did I get some on my face?

Thinking this, Cong Yu casually touched her face, and after confirming that there was nothing there, she looked at the Saint King with a strange expression.

This guy is getting weirder and weirder.

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Why did humanity begin to fight?

It's not a struggle between humans, but a struggle between humans and wild beasts... Humans are omnivorous, that's beyond doubt.

Humans first ate fruit.

Then came the beasts.

Humanity's first struggle was against wild beasts... The wild beasts hunted by primitive humans evolved from small creatures living in tree hollows into enormous "red meat" creatures.

This process stemmed from cooperation and weaponry.

The struggle between humans is the opposite of "cooperation".

In other words, where there is cooperation, there will be struggle; cooperation arises for survival, and struggle arises for survival as well.

The meaning of survival is death.

"Call out..."

Radiance arrows, as sharp as lightning, intertwined with equally sharp and explosive arrows, creating a deafening burst of energy in the air.

"Tao Shuyue" and "Tao Shufa"—without hesitation, they nocked arrows and aimed them at their opponents... There was no murderous intent in their eyes.

Because the other party is "oneself," without a doubt...

You are yourself.

"..."

"Call out!!"

"Sizzle sizzle..."

"Boom!!!"

"..." That is, a battle between half a king and half a king.

It was a battle beyond the imagination of ordinary people...

It wasn't an arrow large enough to be called a "Light Cannon," but rather a dazzling arrow like a flashbang.

However, as it hurtles past, it can unleash terrifying and immense wind pressure... enough to destroy everything in its path.

Then, in the very last...

"Boom!!!"

The trajectory of the projectile was affected by the explosion of the "phantom" thrown by Erin Grenault, and the "Tao Shufa" who was originally evenly matched was pierced through the heart by an arrow from another version of himself.

Then, it was immediately riddled with holes by the rain of arrows.

"Haha... really."

"Tao Shufa" said this, looking at "Tao Shuyue" speechlessly. "It's practically like Harmony Way race."

Yes, for the two of them, Erin Grenor and Semaiebo were essentially using props in a fair fight.

Who will be attacked is random.

This might also be a form of fairness in itself.

Victory or defeat depends on luck.

Of course, not everyone can do this; 100+10 is always more interesting than 100+1.

And that's it...

"..."

"Huff... huff..."

Amidst the panting of the two magical girls who had awakened from their coma, and accompanied by specks of light... the king of the four was ultimately reduced to one.

The king who created strife, and then severed it.

Through the Tao Shuyuefa, a union was formed (born).

Chapter 516 It's so refreshing to talk to honest people

It's over... there's no need for the war to continue.

The cycle of minor skirmishes every three days and major skirmishes every five days came to an end at this moment... In other words, Southeast Asia was liberated.

War has indeed brought suffering and destruction to humanity, destroying homes, taking lives, and displacing people.

Whether they were magical girls, freaks, or ordinary people, everyone was caught up in this Uzumaki...

And that Uzumaki truly ceased to exist from that moment on.

Peace has been restored.

I'm relieved... that's truly something to be thankful for.

They thus escaped the shadows, rebuilt their homes, and Resurrection.

"My hometown... the future will be better."

."

Semaiebo let out a long sigh, deeply feeling... that they really were doing something for humanity.

Although it was only a small step, and only played a facilitating role, they really accomplished something.

That's enough. That's enough for me.

It burned out.

I'm dying...

The feeling of not feeling pain is truly wonderful.

Thinking this way, she couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of "no pain," just like the addictive feeling of "not itching" after being tormented by mosquito bites for half a day... The "no pain" at this moment was the same.

So peaceful, so serene...

It feels so good to be alive.

Erin Grenor was in a similar state; the two of them were currently lying in the reception room of the "Tao Shuyuefa" (or "Yopharma-Bhakti"), struggling to revive.

It's not about actually dying and being resurrected in a Resurrection Match, but rather... the souls and spirits of the dead are gradually returning to the world.

Even though they thought, "I just want to fall asleep like this," they still had to get up... because they were still alive.

A sense of mission was calling them both.

"Ancestors..."

Lost in thought, Eileen Greneau dragged her stiff body to sit up, struggling to breathe, and forced her eyes open. "Witness..."

"..." Then, in the next instant, she saw Cong Yu's face full of amazement... Cong Yu's expression at that moment was truly one of astonishment.

That's perverted...

These two magical girls are practically psychopaths.

The sense of mission is excessive.

I see!

It is the imprint of thought, the imprint of thought!

That's terrifying.

If this magical girl identifies herself as Monster King in need of correction... then killing her is definitely an option.

It's so distorted, it's scary.

Fortunately, they didn't seem to have any complaints about themselves...

Otherwise, even if you kill them like you would swat an insect, it would be as frustrating as killing a stink bug.

Hello.

As Cong Yu spoke, she responded to [Brad Fanmilion's] message, indicating that she was indeed in Southeast Asia.

"..." In response to Cong Yu's greeting, Eileen Greneau took a deep breath and said, "Hello... I was wondering what your name is?"

Eileen Grenor and Semaiebo's previous understanding of Cong Yu was that he was a friend of "Tao Shuyuefa" and had a good relationship with the Saint King.

However, it is unclear who Cong Yu actually is.

"Me?"

As Cong Yu said this, she glanced at Semaiebo, who was struggling to get up. "Everyone who knows me calls me Cong Yu."

Eileen Grenouille and Semaiebo exchanged a glance, then nodded to Cong Yu: "Hello x2"

"..."

"Hey, hello everyone."

Cong Yu greeted them like this, then looked at the two magical girls whose bodies were already badly damaged. "Are you alright?"

In response to Cong Yu's words, Eileen Greneau gasped, "Huff... huff... thank you for your concern, I'm probably alright."

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like it's "okay".

At this moment, the cracks on these two magical girls seemed to resemble the marks on a shattered porcelain bowl, as if they might break at any moment.

It's likely that getting hit by a truck would instantly send you to another world.

"Hmm... that technique should actually be used as sparingly as possible."

Cong Yu said, resting his chin on his hand, looking at the two magical girls who seemed on the verge of collapse. "Neither the combination of [Source Severance - Radiance] nor 'Replica Phantom' should be used too frequently."

"..."

The "young man" in front of me was someone who knew the truth.

The instant she made that decision, Semaiebo prepared to immediately destroy the remaining magical energy they had left behind and escape.

But Eileen Grenault shook her head at her, then looked at Cong Yu and shook her head again. "Indeed, I'll need to rest for a while."

As she said this, she stood up, her back to the dawn visible through the living room window. "But we won't stop... Will you stop us?"

"..."

"Hmm... I'm not sure, but probably not."

As Cong Yu spoke, he looked at the two who visibly relaxed and asked, "What are you planning to do after you've rested for a while?"

When Cong Yu asked curious questions, Semaiebo remained silent, while Eileen Greneau simply said, "Go to the North Capital of Japan."

Oh, this is bad.

Cong Yu thought to herself.

"Are you planning to kill the Snow Woman?"

In response to Cong Yu's question, Eileen Greneau shook her head. "That's no use. The bitter cold of North Capital wasn't created by the Snow Woman, but rather by the gathering of strange people associated with ice and snow..."

Indeed, they seem surprisingly intelligent.

"Therefore, we designed a solution for Epochal Urban Heating System based on the operation of Spirit Vein."

Erin Greneau said, nodding very seriously, "Let's go to Lanzarote Island, Spain. That's where we have the technology to achieve heating."

Damn! This name sounds like the title of a graduation project.

"Hiss..."

Cong Yu

He gasped, deciding to retract his previous assessment of the two people... He was wrong; they weren't extreme or biased at all.