Before Ye Xingyao could move very far, a considerable amount of Wood Attribute magic erupted at the entrance of the teaching building, startling her.
‘Forest Elf, outdoors, large-scale magic… this is bad!’
‘Miss Shuanghua, a mere Light-Containing level girl, how could she withstand magic of this level?’
‘This is getting troublesome…’
Ye Xingyao gazed into the distance at the “flower bud” that had already formed to a certain scale, and felt a headache coming on.
Even if the caster was not strong, a positional magic of this scale, once unleashed, could display destructive power far exceeding the caster’s own rank.
‘If that child Shuanghua stays inside any longer, something will happen to her.’
But she, who relied on a wide variety of magic in battle, now faced a dilemma:
Wood Attribute magic is weak against Fire Attribute magic and high-destructive magic. She could release Fire Attribute magic to slowly erode this “cage,” but there simply wasn’t enough time, and she didn’t have a powerful magic that could destroy the “cage” in one hit…
Ye Xingyao bit her silver teeth and racked her brains for a way to break it.
High-destructive magic generally has two characteristics: one is a cumbersome casting process, and the other is the need for several times the corresponding attribute magic power of ordinary magic…
‘She wasn’t some high-end magic researcher; someone who couldn’t even sense magic power before, what powerful magic could she possibly use?’
‘As for the latter… magic power? She’s only at the Light-Containing level…’
‘No, magic power…’
‘Those timed bombs inside, they have magic circuits, don’t they?’
Ye Xingyao hesitated and speculated. Although she thought this method wasn’t reliable, if she wanted to destroy this positional magic as quickly as possible and rescue Miss Shuanghua, it wasn’t entirely impossible to try.
‘Even if I mess up, it shouldn’t blow the school sky-high.’
Act as soon as you think. Every second wasted meant one less second Miss Shuanghua could hold on.
The girl’s figure once again merged into the shadows, quickly entering the teaching building along the shadows of the walls. Without disturbing the students and teachers with various expressions in the hall, she looked around and indeed found a backpack near a load-bearing pillar.
This was probably the timed bomb the magical girls had told her about.
Ye Xingyao emerged from the shadows. The location of the timed bomb, as expected, was a place no one dared to rest. She easily picked up the bomb from the backpack. The countdown on the display could help her calculate the time, which was a great help.
She went over the layout of the teaching building in her mind. A six-story teaching building, with the terrorists’ haphazard method of simply blowing up load-bearing pillars, would yield a considerable number of timed bombs.
Next was the part where everything had to be done quickly.
Ye Xingyao fully activated the Dark Attribute magic power in her magic stone. Relying on her ability to move at high speed within shadows, her hidden backpack was soon stuffed with timed bombs.
The girl looked down at the backpack full of dark tubes and timers, and felt a bit creeped out. But she had no time to wonder how these elf high school students had obtained so many controlled items. The most important thing now was to break that Wood Attribute positional magic.
Ye Xingyao picked up all the timed bombs and suddenly felt a certain childhood thrill of “blowing up the school.”
Using her remaining Starlight Magic power, Ye Xingyao successfully called out the little Fire Attribute fellows that were sitting in the magic circuits, forcibly controlling the restless magic power to slowly erode the magic power in the positional magic.
After completely losing the support of Starlight Magic power and losing absolute control over these chaotic magic powers, the girl let out a sharp cry:
“BURST COMBUSTION! (Elven Language)”
The raging flames scorched the girl’s hands, and a flame sword over two meters long appeared in her clenched fists.
Rather than a “sword,” it was more like a burning stick made of a sufficient amount of Fire Attribute magic power, but that didn’t affect its effectiveness at all.
The next second, Ye Xingyao swung that gathered Fire Attribute magic power and split the massive “cage” before her.
The ignited Wood Attribute magic construct made a crackle sound, and the crimson flames reflected on the girl’s slightly arrogant little face, making it glow red.
This attack also heavily injured the controller of the “cage.”
“Why?!”
The terrorist leader collapsed to the ground, covered in burns, now revealing his Forest Elf appearance. His dust-covered face was filled with resentment, and his eyes stared straight at the girl who had appeared suddenly and ended his hope with flames.
Of course, Ye Xingyao didn’t acknowledge him. She just glanced roughly, confirmed that this guy wouldn’t die anytime soon, and ran toward the ice-blue magical girl in the center of the cage’s remains.
Ye Xingling, relying on the frost around her, only suffered minor injuries under such powerful magic.
Her face full of exhaustion, upon seeing the familiar girl, her vision became increasingly blurry, and finally, as if she had run out of energy, she seemed about to collapse to the ground.
“Miss Shuanghua, have you seen my younger sister Ye Xingling…?”
Ye Xingyao quickly stepped forward to support her shoulders. She certainly knew that a magical girl who was nearly exhausted and had depleted her magic power needed rest, but she still tried to ask, in case Shuanghua knew where her sister was.
But before she could try to describe Ye Xingling’s appearance, the ice-blue girl collapsed weakly onto her.
Ye Xingling tried hard to keep her eyes open.
‘My sister Ye Xingling…?’
‘Big brother? Big brother came for me? But this figure and voice… isn’t it Miss Ye Xin?’
The assault of both physical and mental exhaustion slowly sank her consciousness. Through blurred vision, the figure of the black-haired, blue-eyed girl slowly overlapped with the boy in her mind…
“Hey, Miss Shuanghua, hold on a little longer! Don’t undo your transformation here!”
Ye Xingyao reminded her anxiously.
Most magical girls didn’t want their identities to be discovered, but under these circumstances, Shuanghua, completely drained, had no magic power left in her body to maintain her transformed state.
Before Ye Xingyao could hold her in her arms to cover some of her physical features in order to protect her identity, she saw the scene of “Magical Girl Shuanghua” slowly fading away, and of course, saw the true appearance revealed by “Magical Girl Shuanghua.”
“?!”
Ye Xingyao’s eyes widened as she stared in disbelief at the girl who looked seventy to eighty percent like herself.
Without a doubt, this was the reason for her action this time: her younger sister Ye Xingling, who was also her magical girl friend Shuanghua.
‘My younger sister is the newly rising magical girl of Satellite City?!’