Chapter 107: Hei Zhu

“Why isn’t she here yet!?”

Broken Wing Butterfly completely lost her usual composure, reverting to her true spiteful self as she roared through the mountain.

But after a short while, she returned to normal.

“If she doesn’t show up, then I’ll just count it as a victory without a fight.”

Thinking this, Broken Wing Butterfly couldn’t help but feel a bit annoyed with herself.

On second thought, she had invested too much passion into this duel, only to end up with a victory without even fighting…

“Sorry, sorry, I’m late.”

A voice came from the distance, and Broken Wing Butterfly’s expression turned sour once again.

She hated it when someone arrived exactly on time—or rather, exactly late!

It was like in the restaurant business: the chefs are just one minute away from finishing their shift, and then some fool comes in to place an order, sending the anger levels skyrocketing.

“You might as well not have come!”

Broken Wing Butterfly snapped.

Luo You felt a bit embarrassed but kept her composure.

“Sorry, my family insisted on taking me to check out the new school environment. It delayed me.”

“Wh—what!”

Broken Wing Butterfly leaned back, as if struck by a blow.

Accompany her family to see the school’s new environment?

She couldn’t help but ask on the spot, “Just for something like that, you delayed an important duel until now?”

“Hmm? Yeah.”

The answer cut deep into Broken Wing Butterfly’s heart.

She had refused her sister’s invitation to prepare for the duel with the Grey Dim Witch, and had even skipped her regular duty of hunting dimensional beasts, only for the Grey Dim Witch—

“Are you handling this too easily?”

Broken Wing Butterfly asked in a low voice.

“I wouldn’t say easily handled. I just care about these things more.”

Seeing the unaccepting look on her face, Luo You immediately realized—

…oh?

It seemed she had touched a nerve.

That’s why spiteful women were such trouble.

“No more nonsense. Let’s start.”

Luo You decided to strike quickly while her opponent’s mind was unsettled.

Whoosh!

A grey magical current split into countless sharp blades, tearing through the air toward Broken Wing Butterfly.

“Teleport.”

Broken Wing Butterfly activated the teleportation magic she had prearranged around the area during her wait and shifted sideways.

The Rift Sea-level primal matter was lethal to the touch; she dared not clash head-on but opted for a flanking battle.

This Grey Dim Witch might be a fusion warrior.

If pushed too hard, she might turn into a dimensional beast-like monster just like the other fusion warriors.

Second-tier magic: Strong Flash Barrier.

First-tier magic: Hundred Flowers Kill.

For a Ten Seat of her caliber, various high-level magics were not just at her fingertips but easily wielded, especially her specialty in control magic.

Within the dome-shaped barrier, a white-purple light pollution dazzled anyone trying to open their eyes, while countless plant roots burst through the ground, writhing and swinging, advancing toward Luo You.

Luo You immediately felt some pressure.

The amount of primal matter was limited—not consumed, but still—facing Broken Wing Butterfly’s saturated attacks was tough.

The priority was to escape this light-polluted barrier first.

The worst part was that the barrier shifted along with Luo You’s movement, ensuring she stayed at its center.

Before Broken Wing Butterfly’s next wave of attacks arrived, Luo You transformed her grey primal matter into whip-like blades, sweeping sideways.

“Break.”

Where the primal matter of the Far Sea Giant Spirit passed, even magic became turbid.

The magical energy sustaining the barrier was instantly polluted, breaking the link with Broken Wing Butterfly, and the barrier quickly disappeared.

With Luo You’s next move, the mountaintop they stood on transformed into a rotting swamp filled with disgusting stench.

The hiss of magic filled the air, but Luo You paid it no mind, manipulating primal matter to lock onto Broken Wing Butterfly again and again.

Every time she attacked, her opponent retreated.

Broken Wing Butterfly’s figure vanished and reappeared among the dense forest, like a butterfly weaving through flowers—looking dangerous, but still holding some strength.

After a brief exchange of offense and defense, Broken Wing Butterfly realized that relying solely on defense and counterattacks wouldn’t work.

Her magical shield couldn’t withstand the primal matter’s corrosion, so she had to go all out and clash with powerful magic.

If that was the case…

Luo You’s manipulation of primal matter grew more skilled, forcing Broken Wing Butterfly to teleport repeatedly.

The ground beneath her feet couldn’t handle her releases and turned into a dead swamp, with toxic gases evaporating into the air.

She didn’t let her guard down for a moment.

Because Broken Wing Butterfly still hadn’t used her innate magic.

Ten Seats usually had more than one innate magic, and their strength was the foundation for their Ten Seat status.

“About time, right?”

Luo You said this, and suddenly Broken Wing Butterfly disappeared from sight after a teleport.

Luo You looked up sharply, only to see a pair of dead gray yet incredibly lively eyes floating before her.

Magic light enveloped her vision, passing through the primal matter that hadn’t yet returned to defense, and the next moment, it was right in front of Luo You.

White flames shattered rocks and evaporated the dead swamp.

The mountaintop was torn to pieces, leaving an X-shaped scorch mark over ten meters deep.

“This is strong destructive magic used against dimensional beasts. It’s a basic skill every magical girl must have,” Broken Wing Butterfly said as she slowly descended, looking at the middle of the X-shaped crater. “Are you okay?”

“Of course.”

Luo You’s voice came from the pit.

The white flames burning in an X-shape instantly changed, becoming a gray-black spiritual fire that seemed to ignite among endless corpses and bloodstains, causing Broken Wing Butterfly to furrow her dark brows.

Troublesome, indeed.

Luo You was draped in gray-black gauze, unharmed.

“If we keep fighting like this, someone will notice us. Use your innate magic.”

“But you seem to have already played all your cards,” Broken Wing Butterfly gave her signature sly smile. “With your limited skill, if I use my innate magic, this will end quickly.”

Luo You: “I’m afraid if I use the rest of my cards, you and your companions will be the ones scared!”

“Then let’s see.”

As Broken Wing Butterfly wished, she activated her innate magic.

Behind her, her gray hair seemed to undergo a mutation, multiplying tens of times in volume, strands gathering into bundles, bundles gathering into a sea, destroying surrounding plants.

At this moment, it was as if the entire world was covered by her.

The dim light in the mountain forest at night grew even darker.

Here it comes! Luo You’s eyes widened.

Broken Wing Butterfly’s signature innate magic: Thousand Threads and Endless Forms.

Just as the name suggests, she used her hair to form all kinds of attacks, but the tricky part wasn’t her furious assault.

Her hair was incredibly tough… impenetrable!

Its sharpness was absurd, comparable to divine weapons.

A single strand of hair floating out could slice through a thick ancient tree as easily as snapping a twig.

When Luo You had taken her down before, she had used a brilliant blue shockwave to hit her directly.

Though she held back to avoid killing her, Broken Wing Butterfly blocked it with her hair and was barely harmed, only some singed hair.

Let’s see how it goes now!

Primal matter danced with wind and thunder, sweeping over the towering strands.

Those gleaming hairs didn’t instantly decay into sludge but stubbornly held on for a few seconds before gradually withering, decomposing into a sticky, disgusting glob.

“Ahhhhhh!”

Broken Wing Butterfly let out a sharp scream.

She used her strongest destructive magic at present, not attacking Luo You directly but sinking into the endless sea of hair.

Hum!

The strands had excellent conductivity, absorbing the magic’s power completely.

Then the hair rolled violently, easily causing a terrifying upheaval like a subterranean dragon’s flip, stirring up waves of earth in the mountains.

Next, the hair’s ends turned into antenna-like tips, stabbing toward Luo You.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The delicate strands were given explosive properties.

The moment they touched the ground, they triggered a chain reaction of detonations.

Millions of explosions concentrated into one, causing a massive landslide.

If this continued much longer, the whole mountaintop could be wiped away!

This was an advanced application of her innate magic Broken Wing Butterfly had realized during her fight against the Furious Giant Spirit.

Though it wasted a lot of hair.

“Ariel, do you have any other methods? If not, just admit defeat!”

No response came.

Broken Wing Butterfly frowned, about to make another move, when suddenly—

Frost crystallized the air, snow began to fall, and her body shivered.

Though the sky was dark and nothing was visible, a scene of pure white snow instantly appeared in her mind.

Ahead came a chilling cold that almost suffocated and terrified her.

This kind of bone-deep, extraordinary cold she had experienced four years ago.

Many companions had shattered under this cold, their souls falling into eternal silence.

Broken Wing Butterfly screamed in fury.

“Hei Zhu Giant Spirit…! How can you wield its power!? Answer me! Ariel!”