She could already feel that transparent ceiling holding her back.
All she needed was a little more effort—just a little more—and she would break through this barrier!
With no regard for consequences, Luo Shuangyue absorbed magic power through her Butterfly Wings.
The strength she wielded in her hands grew heavier and heavier.
A chilling, terrifying aura quietly revived inside her, slowly spreading throughout her entire body.
Unseen by her, a phantasmal, butterfly-shaped shadow fluttered forth from the void behind her, coming to rest above Luo Shuangyue’s head.
Slaughter.
Death.
Crimson eyes glowed with a penetrating light.
The barrier blocking Luo Shuangyue shattered with a bang.
In this instant, she truly experienced the power belonging to a Full Bloom Class.
[It was as if she had become a Messenger from the Underworld, delivering the gift named “death” to all living things in this world.]
Her consciousness had nearly faded. Guided only by bodily instinct, she raised her blade.
Then—“Return to the Underworld!”
A black-violet blade light fell silently on the Demon’s “back,” instantly cleaving through its shell, then, like an unstoppable force, continued—
—to advance, turning the Demon’s body bit by bit into black-violet hues.
The Demon never expected such a powerful attack from behind.
Caught completely off guard by this slash, even the Magic Artillery’s power it was resisting wavered, causing the Artillery to tear through the defense it had struggled to maintain.
At that moment, the flesh on its back, under the invasion of a chilling aura, slipped from its control, while its front was swept by a terrifying torrent of magic power, purified into the purest of magic particles.
Assailed from both front and rear, its end had finally come.
The flesh corroded by the blade light transformed into butterflies and flew back to Luo Shuangyue, rapidly restoring her magic.
Luo Shuangyue, still guided by instinct, swung out blade after blade at the Demon’s wounds.
Each slash stained the Demon’s flesh, transforming it into small butterflies to help Luo Shuangyue recover her strength.
Put simply, Luo Shuangyue was feeding—devouring the Demon bite by bite, only doing it with a little more elegance.
As the Demon was gradually torn apart, the butterfly shadow behind Luo Shuangyue also grew more and more substantial, as if just waiting for a single spark to become truly physical.
But just then, the Demon, endlessly stabbed in the back, could no longer resist the Magic Artillery’s assault and was completely baptized by the Artillery.
The Artillery didn’t pierce through the Demon, but kept injecting its power, continually breaking down and purifying the Demon’s body.
The original magic spread throughout the Demon’s body was purified one cluster at a time.
The forcibly fused consciousnesses within also began to split apart, countless wails echoing from its body.
These minds had no chance of being turned into spirit tools; under this dazzling light, all would perish.
The Demon’s body began to crumble.
Its core was now thoroughly saturated with the magic power of Magical Girls, leaving it with no hope of revival or even clinging to life.
Even the butterflies created by Luo Shuangyue, like the Demon’s flesh, were caught in the Magical Girls’ power, struggling as they were dyed in iridescent colors before turning—into points of light and fading away.
Honestly… how frustrating.
A thought flashed across Luo Shuangyue’s mind—she really wanted to kill these interlopers who snatched food from her mouth.
Their flavor must be delicious, right?
Especially that purple one… Hm?
Luo Shuangyue clutched her forehead in disbelief. How could she think such things?
How could she have such terrifying thoughts?
As rationality returned, the horrifying notions made her break out in a cold sweat.
Just now, she’d actually wanted to kill Xi Mo, kill those Magical Girls, and devour them all?
What was happening to her?
The Demon’s death was a foregone conclusion.
Its massive, terrifying form was already mostly purified, with what little remained stripped of any possibility of survival as a Demon.
Luo Shuangyue could pause here and reflect on what had just happened to her.
It seemed that after breaking through that barrier, her consciousness suddenly became clouded, and some frightening ideas kept leaping into her mind.
When she was slashing at the Demon, her thoughts weren’t “I must help Xi Mo,” but rather “This thing looks delicious. I’m going to eat it.”
Wasn’t this just like Phantom Scythe at the very beginning?
“So this is the price of forcibly reaching Full Bloom Class? I’ll have to talk with the seniors about this later…” Luo Shuangyue thought this must be the cost of forcefully using Full Bloom Class power.
If she advanced step by step according to proper procedure, this sort of issue could be avoided.
Fortunately, the fight here was already over except for the cleanup. So… what about the other side?
Luo Shuangyue turned to look toward the other battlefield, her face sinking.
The situation over there was looking grim.
The Full Bloom-Class Magical Girls and the Demon Emperor had begun to burn themselves, preparing for the final showdown.
On the Initial Bloom Class battlefield, the outcome was already clear, so both sides on the other front realized the true battle could now commence.
The Demon Emperor knew that if it didn’t fight back now, failure was certain.
The Full Bloom-Class Magical Girls knew that if they could kill the Demon Emperor here, humanity would win this battle.
Even if it cost a few Magical Girls, it would still be worth it!
From the start, the Magical Girls never expected to win without sacrifices.
Their initial battle plans had already determined who would lay down their lives.
They would burn themselves completely, determined to perish together with the Demon Emperor.
Dusk Black Flame blazed across the Demon Emperor’s body as it fought back with all its might, but the Magical Girls, also wreathed in flames, refused to yield, blocking its attacks and relentlessly weakening it.
This was a contest fueled by blood—whoever’s blood burned out first would win.
“We’ll win, but at least six Full Bloom-Class Magical Girls will have to pay the price.” Luo Shuangyue’s eyes trembled as she saw the six Magical Girls whose flames burned brightest.
Some she barely knew, but others had helped her before.
If she did nothing, simply stood here and watched her seniors kill the Demon Emperor, she could return to Mother Star as a Hero, and the Magic Department might even award her a grand medal for her contributions.
The cost? Only the lives of a few Full Bloom-Class seniors she hardly knew.
Among them were neither Long Wen nor Monice, nor the Soul Summoner Princess.
The most familiar to Luo Shuangyue was one she’d only seen a couple times in Magic Department video conferences.
Wasn’t that… the Magic Department’s Vice Minister?
Gazing at the Six-Winged Angel glowing as bright as the sun, Luo Shuangyue tightened her grip on the white hair clip.
A second later, she sighed helplessly. “I really do have a life of toil, don’t I?”
She didn’t have to count on her fingers to wield White Night’s power.
As long as her body could handle it, she could transform into White Night anytime.
And wasn’t this the perfect moment for White Night to appear?
As the legend among Magical Girls, as the strongest among them, wasn’t it White Night’s role to show up at the most crucial moment and decide victory?
“Mom, if I shrink back now, you’d be disappointed in me, wouldn’t you?” Luo Shuangyue pressed the gently warm hair clip to her chest, her gaze firming completely.
Before acting, she glanced toward where Xi Mo was.
Having withdrawn from her burst state, Xi Mo was now resting, supported by other Magical Girls, yet she seemed to sense Luo Shuangyue’s gaze and looked up in return.
The distance between them was so far, they could barely make out each other’s faces.
Yet they still understood one another.
Xi Mo’s brow furrowed slightly, sending Luo Shuangyue a look that said, “Be careful.”
She didn’t stop Luo Shuangyue. She wouldn’t stop her.
The decision Luo Shuangyue made now was, without a doubt, the right one.
Xi Mo had neither the position nor the will to oppose it.
Because they were the same type of person—willing to risk everything for those they cared about.
So, she only said to Luo Shuangyue, “Good luck.”
“Eh? Rosemary, what are you talking about?” Scarlet Moon, supporting Xi Mo, asked in confusion.
“Oh right, where’s Dark Moth? Weren’t all the Demons cleared out?”
“She… went to do what she needed to do.” “Hmm?”
Good luck… huh?
Luo Shuangyue laughed to herself, a warm current welling up from her heart.
This was what she liked about Xi Mo.
She loved Xi Mo’s kindness, her selflessness, and the way they were perfectly in sync at this moment.
If Xi Mo stood where she was now, she would surely make the same choice.
Luo Shuangyue clutched the now-hot hair clip tightly, stepping toward the Demon like a black sun.
I absolutely can’t become someone unworthy of Xi Mo!
In the next second, she was already above the battlefield.
Her surging magic power concealed her presence, and neither side, locked in fierce battle, noticed someone entering the field.
That was just as Luo Shuangyue wished.
White Night’s time limit was short.
She had to use all her strength to attack the Demon, so for the journey here, she had kept to her identity as Dark Moth.
Now, then…
“Mom, let me use your strength to protect everyone!”
She removed the butterfly hair clip, clipped the white flower hair clip into her hair, and felt the familiar, gentle power welling up from within. Luo Shuangyue reached forward, gripping the Star Branch Sword that sprouted from the starlit sky.
This time, she was in better form than ever!
All the power obeyed her will, no longer clashing against her body.
These powers felt like a mother—gently protecting her.
Was this the change brought by conviction? Luo Shuangyue was amazed.
She had transformed into White Night many times before, but never so easily.
This time, she could wield even greater power than in previous transformations, yet she felt able to sustain it far longer than she imagined.
Her mother’s strength responded to her faith.
This resolve to protect was the true key to White Night’s power!
“Don’t worry, Mom. I definitely won’t let you down. I’ll protect our home!”
Gripping the sword in both hands, Luo Shuangyue’s golden eyes shone with the radiance of the sun.
“Dawn!”
Pure white brilliance cascaded from the heavens, piercing the Demon Emperor locked in battle with the Full Bloom-Class Magical Girls.
The Demon Emperor let out a shrill screech. It couldn’t understand—why was such a powerful attack descending from the sky?
These opponents clearly weren’t capable of this power!
“White Night?!”
“It’s her!”
“She’s still alive!”
Compared to the terrified Demon Emperor, the Magical Girls wore expressions of surprise and joy.
The moment that white silhouette appeared on the battlefield, they knew—the battle was already over.
Not long ago, when facing this war that could decide the world’s fate, the Magic Department had considered adding White Night to the battle plan.
But soon, they abandoned the idea—not just because White Night had been elusive for years, impossible to reliably contact.
More importantly, if they counted on White Night, there would be no need for any plan at all.
The Magic Department would just need to send White Night in, and the battle would end. Victory would be theirs.
Yes, it was that overwhelming.
Now, with this strike, White Night proved them right—she could easily subdue this Demon Emperor.
“You all, fall back.” Sword in hand, Luo Shuangyue’s voice was cold and stiff.
She didn’t know how her mother interacted with these seniors when transformed, so she could only use this somewhat aloof attitude to keep her distance.
And next, her attacks wouldn’t be as narrowly focused as before.
She had to go all out and defeat the Demon Emperor as quickly as possible.
Having these Full Bloom-Class seniors remain would only hold her back.
A tangible pressure flowed from her body, and in an instant, everyone realized she wasn’t joking.
“Something’s off.” Monice’s face flashed with doubt as she gazed at the distant, divine white girl.
She knew White Night well. Back when she was driven to Xinghai City by Cecilia, it was White Night who had taken her in like a lost dog.
Although later White Night pulled a fast one and poached her precious adjutant, their friendship remained. Monice also knew White Night’s character very clearly.
That woman would never be this serious.