副题: This Lord Swears Never to Step Foot in Demon Territory Again!
Qiweiya had barely finished speaking when she found herself in a sub-dimension known as the Demon Realm. Above, the sky hung a dismal, hazy gray.
All around her, grotesque, unsightly plants twisted and writhed.
These monstrous plants clearly sensed Qiweiya’s intrusion.
They began to stir, slithering forward with malicious intent, eager to encircle her.
Qiweiya merely shrugged.
“So, these things that resemble mutated man-eating flowers and carnivorous weeds are the ‘monsters’ Butler Mom claimed would give me a run for my money?”
A faint hum resonated as the laws of ice and snow coalesced into two slender sleeve swords.
Qiweiya narrowed her eyes. “Under the sleeve sword, all beings are equal!”
She sprang into the air.
“Behold my descent of righteous judgment!”
Trailing an ethereal blue glow, she plummeted into the heart of the enemy’s formation.
Several streaks of frigid light tore through the desolate sky.
*Ping!* Every foe touched by the azure radiance instantly fragmented into countless shards of ice, scattering across the ground.
*Whoosh!* Qiweiya arched backward, narrowly evading a sweeping vine.
She then executed a series of flawless backflips, dodging a torrent of venomous spray.
“Hmph! Emerge, Ice God’s Rupture.”
The sleeve swords vanished from her hands, replaced by two gleaming ice-blue revolvers.
“Magical Artifice Loading: Frostmourne Gun-Type Rounds.”
Two intricate magic circles materialized on the cylinders of her revolvers.
“Loading complete. Fire!”
Two brilliant blue beams erupted, streaking out to Qiweiya’s left and right.
*Boom—Buzz!*
The initial impact was swiftly followed by a magical shockwave, erupting from the silence with the force of a missile detonation.
Everything in her vicinity transformed into a crystalline, dreamlike landscape.
It was a sight so breathtaking, it was almost impossible to believe this surreal beauty existed within the grim confines of the Demon Realm.
“Switch to ultra-long-range strike mode.”
[Beep! Command confirmed.]
The two revolvers floated from Qiweiya’s grasp, merging seamlessly into a single, imposing heavy sniper rifle, radiating an aura of advanced science fiction.
“Scan for all potentially surviving enemies within the vicinity.”
[Command accepted—Numerous enemies detected still active fifty meters out! Recommend air-to-ground mode.]
Qiweiya thoughtfully stroked her chin.
“Still so many? Very well, I accept the recommendation.”
*Whoosh!*
Qiweiya, gripping the heavy sniper, ascended rapidly until she hovered two hundred meters above the ground.
[Beep! Altitude achieved. Deploying magical concentrated bombardment.]
*Click—Clang!*
The heavy sniper in Qiweiya’s hands morphed, becoming a scaled-down version of a formidable orbital cannon.
*Buzz, buzz, buzz—*
Amidst the resonating hum of accumulating magical energy, a voice announced, “Five, four, three, two, one… Barrage Five-Star Launch!”
The orbital cannon unleashed a colossal beam of ice-blue light.
Qiweiya, still gripping the weapon’s body, executed a graceful pirouette.
[Target achieved! Attack ceased.]
The beam vanished.
*Whoosh—Boom, boom, boom, boom…*
The heavens and earth became shrouded in an ethereal blanket of ice-blue magical radiance.
As the light receded, the ground below was revealed.
Every demonic beast and grotesque plant was now utterly encased in solid ice.
This magnificent, ice-blue tableau not only showcased the sheer devastation but also served as a testament to the immense power of Qiweiya’s casually conjured Ice God’s Rupture.
Qiweiya let out a soft exhale.
“Oh dear, oh dear! It’s so cold, so cold!”
A playful chuckle escaped her lips. “Just kidding, of course.”
[Beep, beep, beep! Alert! Detecting a vast number of airborne enemies. Initiate scatter mode?]
Qiweiya glanced at the swarm of flying demonic creatures, hundreds of meters distant, resembling monstrous pterodactyls.
“Interesting! More fools eager to meet their end? I hope you can at least provide some entertainment! Cancel scatter mode; activate rapid-fire instead.”
[Command accepted! Ice God’s Rupture: Rapid-fire mode activated.]
*Clang, clang, clang~Click!*
The orbital cannon swiftly split apart, reforming into two sleek micro-submachine guns.
“Initiate Magical Artifice Loading: Aurora Burst.”
[Beep! Are you certain of this command? This directive may yield unforeseen effects.]
Qiweiya’s brow furrowed. “Yes! From now on, do not question my commands a second time.”
The Ice God’s Rupture remained silent for a beat.
[Understood! Command acknowledged. Initiating magical loading.]
A swift flash of blue light indicated the micro-SMGs had instantly completed their loading sequence.
Qiweiya raised both weapons, taking aim at the approaching horde of monsters, a subtle smirk playing on her lips.
*Bang!*
*Pat, pat, pat, pat, pat, pat, pat…*
Holding down the triggers, the micro-SMGs unleashed a relentless torrent of magic-guided projectiles.
*Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom…*
Innumerous magical explosions erupted within the monster horde.
Yet, the creatures of the Demon Realm showed no trace of fear; instead, they surged toward Qiweiya with heightened ferocity and excitement.
Rather than waiting for them to reach her, Qiweiya plunged headfirst into the monstrous throng.
She carved a bloody path through their ranks, sending countless struck beasts plummeting to the ground.
In her exhilaration, Qiweiya unleashed a flurry of close-quarters combat.
Knee strikes and elbow jabs flew, followed by whirling spinning kicks and powerful axe-like chops.
Every conceivable form of physical attack was deployed in her frenzied assault.
*Pfft!*
With a final, decisive elbow strike, Qiweiya obliterated the last monster.
Only then did she realize that the entire demonic horde surrounding her had been utterly annihilated.
*Pat, pat.* She brushed off her clothes.
Gazing at the mountainous pile of corpses, Qiweiya mused, “Surely no more monsters will be coming now, right?”
“That remains to be seen, esteemed Lady of Ice and Snow.”
Qiweiya turned at the sound, her gaze falling upon a demon of royal lineage, distinguished by twin horns and piercing violet eyes.
“Oh? So those winged monstrosities from before were your doing, then!”
The demon bowed deeply.
“This humble offering was but a trifle, unworthy of your esteemed presence. Our demon race boasts countless masters who eagerly await the opportunity to test their skills against yours, my Lady.”
Qiweiya offered a subtle, chilling smile.
“Am I to understand your words as a direct challenge to the very dignity of a god?”