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At that moment.
Le Feiying, perceiving the gravity of the situation, turned to rescue the civilians.
Infusing her sword with spiritual energy, she severed all the silken threads binding the female passersby.
Buoyed by her spiritual power, they drifted gently and safely to the ground.
Having concluded the rescue.
Le Feiying spun her blade, then soared on her sword towards the illusory figures of demonic energy.
Wherever she went, the phantoms shrieked in agony.
Devoid of any true combat prowess, they were swiftly cut down, dissolving into black particles and vanishing.
****
Meanwhile, on Silvia’s side, the demonic illusion ‘controlled’ by Big Witch He wore a troubled expression.
“Damn it, Lingguang Yixian severed the connection between me and my clone, and the hypnosis hasn’t succeeded yet…”
“Quick, give me the Dark Ring… I need its accumulated resentment to replenish my clone.”
Witnessing Big Witch He’s panic.
Silvia hesitated.
He could discern neither malice nor goodwill from the entity; his ‘Good-Evil Severance’ ability proved ineffective against the demonic illusion.
‘She wouldn’t just take it and flee, would she?’
‘And looking so frail…’
Just then.
Big Witch He’s form began to grow translucent.
Observing her body emitting black smoke and on the verge of dissipation, she pleaded urgently:
“Believe me—with the connection severed, this main body of mine won’t last much longer!”
Indeed.
The remaining demonic illusions around them wavered, their outlines growing increasingly faint.
Silvia still hesitated.
Yet, having no other choice, he tossed the Dark Ring to Big Witch He.
But to his surprise, the moment Big Witch He touched the Dark Ring—
A surge of sword energy erupted from within, lashing out in her palm as if she had been electrocuted.
“Ah~”
Big Witch He shrieked in agony, her right arm severed.
She stumbled backward, her remaining left hand clutching her rapidly disintegrating body, yet she remained remarkably composed in the face of danger.
“Oh~ It’s been tampered with…”
Hearing this.
Silvia’s eyes narrowed.
“Then why was I fine when I held it?”
He couldn’t comprehend Le Feiying’s motive for leaving such a contingency.
‘Could it be she foresaw this…?’
“You still have one hand; care to try again?”
Silvia picked up the Dark Ring, his own urgency prompting him to inspect it thoroughly with his magic.
Yet, apart from the overflowing resentment, he detected no other energy within.
But Big Witch He did not take it; instead, her gaze fixed on a distant direction.
From afar, Le Feiying flew in on her sword, her long blade aimed directly at Big Witch He.
She responded to Zhennu Yibai:
“To ‘fish’ for them, of course. Zhennu Yibai, I never thought changing genders would make you so dull-witted…”
“Have you forgotten that magic-blocking device? The one I’ve been guarding against is precisely this mastermind…”
It turned out that when she had snatched the ring from Silvia earlier—
She had already realized it belonged to the Witch Faction, and ‘they’ would undoubtedly devise a plan to reclaim it.
Furthermore, the magic-blocking barrier… was most likely the work of the mastermind.
Thus, Le Feiying had been cautious, embedding sword energy within the Dark Ring.
This was akin to a ‘bomb’ that could be detonated at any moment, specifically designed to lure the ‘fish’ to bite.
****
“Take it…”
Silvia urged, having scrutinized it with his magic no less than five times.
He could see that if she didn’t take it soon, she would truly dissipate.
How then would she assist him in dealing with the involved parties?
He couldn’t possibly… resort to a full-scale massacre. Silvia genuinely wished to avoid such an outcome.
“I’ll try.”
With that, Big Witch He accepted the Dark Ring, and this time, she was unharmed.
A sigh of relief escaped her.
As she absorbed the resentment, her form gradually stabilized, though complete recovery would still require time.
“Buy me some ti—”
But before she could finish her sentence.
Le Feiying had already charged over from the distance!
Still, those rampant sword energies.
Silvia inwardly cursed, then turned to meet and parry the attack.
While mentally calculating his next move, he remained entirely oblivious to the commotion behind him.
Big Witch He unhurriedly caught something… a blade of black mist fell from her sleeve.
Immediately.
Taking Silvia by surprise, she flashed forward, plunging the blade into his lower back, inflicting a penetrating wound!
A wave of intense pain struck him.
“Cough~”
Blood surged into his throat, forcing a choked cough from Silvia.
He tremblingly looked down, watching the black mist blade emerge from his abdomen.
‘Wait!’
‘This position… it actually pierced his internal magic circuit?’
At that moment, turbulent, surging silver-white magic leaked from the wound.
Like a punctured water tower.
Big Witch He pressed closer, murmuring into Silvia’s ear:
“Heh heh~ Zhennu Yibai, you’re far too careless, aren’t you? So focused on what’s in front, oblivious to what’s behind…”
“Damn it…”
Silvia was about to curse when a fresh wave of pain cut him off; Big Witch He was twisting the blade.
“How does that feel? I’m quite familiar with the vital points of a magic circuit, you see…”
With that.
She pulled out the blade, then added a kick.
Silvia staggered and fell to his knees, his vision blurring.
Without the ‘Good-Evil Severance’ warning, he had indeed been ambushed.
Magic continuously streamed out.
A chaotic vortex of magic formed around him, swirling the accumulated snow into the air, its suction growing stronger with each passing moment.
Silvia could feel his magic and life force rapidly draining away through the wound.
In his daze.
He heard Le Feiying’s anxious shouts and Big Witch He’s increasingly distant taunts.
They gradually faded into a ringing hum in his ears.
Until the last flicker of light… receded from Silvia’s vision.
He felt only an icy coldness engulf his entire body, unable to distinguish between the chill of the snow and the searing pain of betrayal.
****
The demonic illusions had vanished without a trace.
After a moment.
Le Feiying looked at the mechanical sphere before her, which projected a holographic screen displaying:
A note reading ‘Professor Qinghe’… requesting a voice call—
She answered.
–Hello~ Sister Feiying, what a surprise, I never expected ‘she’ to be a man…
On the other end, Ling Qinghe, seated in an office chair, toyed with the Dark Ring in her hand.
–I wouldn’t have thought so either…
Le Feiying sheathed her sword.
She gazed at Silvia’s fallen form and the still-leaking magical vortex.
With a flick of her hand, she immediately suppressed it with her spiritual pressure.
–Hmm, that level of magical reserve, it’s comparable to a Vice-President, isn’t it?
–Something like that… his mind was too chaotic, which gave us an opportunity. Alright, the person is yours, the item is mine. Happy cooperation ♥