White Night was incredibly strong, but her personality lacked the gravity and seriousness of a great senior; she always seemed like a girl who would never grow up, forever innocent and carefree.
Even Monice, whose disposition was naturally gloomy, couldn’t help but show a faint smile whenever she saw White Night.
But the White Night before her now gave off none of that feeling.
This was an imitation with only the form of White Night, but not her heart—Monice arrived at this conclusion in her mind.
What exactly was going on? Was someone impersonating White Night? And who would be bold enough to do so? Who could possibly disguise themselves as White Night?
Countless questions flooded Monice’s mind, but even her exceedingly brilliant mind could not find an answer.
One incredibly grim reality blocked her line of thought: the power that this White Night was using was no different from the White Night she knew so well.
There were vast differences between Magical Girls; no two Magical Girls in the world could be exactly the same.
And yet, the power this Ziye now wielded was exactly the same as the White Night from the past—the same dazzling brilliance, the same overwhelming might.
The Demon Emperor, who could fight against so many Full Bloom-Class Magical Girls without falling behind, was like a ball before White Night, being beaten effortlessly.
The damage Magical Girls inflicted on the Demon Emperor with all their might was nothing compared to a casual sword swing from White Night.
The difference in power was simply too vast—White Night’s level had long since surpassed so-called Full Bloom-Class, reaching a height where all, Magical Girls and monsters alike, could only look up in awe.
The Demon Emperor struggled desperately, having pushed its own power to the limit; in this state, one blow could pierce a planet.
But the magic cannon it unleashed with all its strength was sliced apart by that white nightmare’s light flick of a sword.
The pure white sword light surged up against its magic cannon, carving a deep ravine on its massive vertical pupil.
It had already tried every attack it knew, but what left it in despair was that no matter the move, that white figure could shatter it with a single sword.
The wounds on its body grew ever more numerous and deeper; it felt exhaustion—death seemed to be gradually descending upon it.
If I hadn’t abandoned my army, if I’d healed my wounds before fighting this foe, would the result have been different? The Demon Emperor asked itself.
No, nothing would have changed. Against this enemy, numbers were meaningless.
Just as the armies of elves meant nothing to it, its own army meant nothing to this being.
This… was a Forbidden Existence that simply should not exist in this world!
Another flash of sword light burst on its body, and its surface split open completely, exposing flesh and blood formed of condensed darkness.
The black flames were extinguished; it no longer had the strength to resist.
The white-clad girl raised her sword, white light pouring from it like water.
A terrifying aura approached from afar, and the Demon Emperor knew—this would be the final blow.
“Rest forever in the brilliance!” Luo Shuangyue raised her longsword high.
She was about to use her last bit of strength to utterly slay this Demon Emperor.
But just as she was about to swing down the sword to grant the Demon Emperor true death, her movements abruptly froze.
Her heart began to pound violently; black-purple magic surged before her, condensing into a butterfly-shaped hair clip.
“Eh?”
What’s happening? I didn’t use Dark Moth’s power! Luo Shuangyue froze, desperately trying to control her body to bring down this killing blow, but the chill erupting from within her body completely locked her in place—she couldn’t move at all.
Then, something even stranger occurred.
The butterfly hairpin that had appeared of its own accord flapped its wings and flew to her hair, settling symmetrically opposite White Night’s White Night Hair Clip.
An ominous black-purple aura immediately poured from within her, dyeing White Night’s pure white dress in a dreadful hue.
A massive phantom butterfly unfurled its wings behind Luo Shuangyue and flew straight at the defenseless Demon Emperor.
It’s trying to devour the Demon Emperor! In an instant, Luo Shuangyue grasped the situation—Dark Moth’s power appeared at this moment because it had taken a fancy to the Demon Emperor’s strength.
If White Night destroyed the Demon Emperor, Luo Shuangyue would get nothing; but if the big butterfly devoured the Demon Emperor, she would obtain far more.
No, that’s not right.
It’s not that Luo Shuangyue would get more, but rather that the big butterfly would get more.
“No, I have to stop it—” Luo Shuangyue’s intuition screamed in alarm.
If the big butterfly devoured this Demon Emperor, something she absolutely didn’t want to see would definitely happen.
She couldn’t let the big butterfly have its way!
White Night’s power was nearly exhausted, while the big butterfly still had plenty, though its quality was much lower.
The two forces in Luo Shuangyue’s body were truly locked in a deadlock.
Seizing back control of her body, Luo Shuangyue immediately turned to shout toward the distant Full Bloom-Class Magical Girls: “Stop that butterfly, hurry!”
She had no intention of hiding her identity anymore—dealing with this huge problem came first.
Upon hearing her shout, the Magical Girls—confused by the situation—immediately sprang into action. One group flew to intercept the big butterfly, while another group flew to Luo Shuangyue’s side.
The Soul Summoner Princess, holding her burning long blade, looked at the grimacing Luo Shuangyue, her eyes flashing with disbelief.
“If I’m not mistaken, you must be Dark Moth, right?”
The black-purple aura swirling around Luo Shuangyue was just too obvious.
Having trained Luo Shuangyue for so long, the Soul Summoner Princess instantly recognized it.
She really hadn’t expected that the junior she had set her sights on could not only become the next White Night, but even transform into White Night herself.
“Mm.”
“This feels like a really complicated story… How can I help you?”
“Strike me! Hit me with your strongest Soulfire!” Luo Shuangyue gritted her teeth, forcing down the terrifying urges bubbling in her mind.
No matter what, she couldn’t let herself be ruled by these desires right now.
The Soul Summoner Princess nodded, said nothing more, and swung her blade down onto Luo Shuangyue’s head.
Purple fire instantly engulfed Luo Shuangyue, twisting her face in pain.
The flames scorched her soul, but also allowed her to temporarily break free of those wild urges.
Two completely different magical forces, using the two hairpins as bases, fought within Luo Shuangyue’s body.
Yet Luo Shuangyue didn’t want her butterfly hairpin to win.
It was almost laughable—Dark Moth’s power truly belonged to Luo Shuangyue, but she’d rather help an “outsider” deal with herself.
If the big butterfly could hear her thoughts, it would definitely scold her for betraying her own.
White Night’s and Dark Moth’s powers clashed within her; Luo Shuangyue controlled White Night’s power, struggling to regain the lead, but things only got worse for her.
White Night’s power wasn’t hers—water without a source, wood without roots—while Dark Moth’s was inexhaustible.
In this state, she simply couldn’t use White Night’s power to expel Dark Moth’s from her body.
Trying to remove the hairpin herself was impossible.
Her body couldn’t move at all, so how could she pull the hairpin from her hair?
The hairpin was the key; she had to remove it… That’s right! She wasn’t the only one who could take it off!
A bolt of lightning went off in Luo Shuangyue’s mind.
There was someone else who could remove the hairpin from her head.
“Sis, get Shuangxing over here—have her take off this hairpin.” Luo Shuangyue spoke haltingly to the Soul Summoner Princess beside her.
“I can’t last much longer.”
The Soul Summoner Princess didn’t ask any questions and immediately shouted to the Magical Girls behind her, who didn’t know what to do: “Quick, bring Luo Shuangxing and Lily of the Valley over here!”
Bring Lily of the Valley? The Magical Girls were momentarily stunned, but even as they stood in a daze, someone had already chosen to trust.
A streak of flowing light shot toward the direction of the Lunar Base.
Luo Shuangxing was there now.
After arranging Luo Shuangyue’s request, the Soul Summoner Princess looked back at her, worried. “You really have a lot of secrets… I never expected you to have such a hidden trump card.”
“Senior, don’t tease me. I was going to finish off that guy in style, and then suddenly something just went wrong.” Luo Shuangyue still had strength to speak, and she felt that now was the time to tell her seniors about the things she’d hidden.
She probably didn’t have much time left to talk.
If even Luo Shuangxing couldn’t save her when she arrived, at least someone could pass her final words on to her little sister.
“White Night is the mother of Shuangxing and me.”
“Huh?”
Even the veteran Soul Summoner Princess was shocked by what Luo Shuangyue said.
White Night had a daughter?
No, two daughters?
That was way too shocking…
“They really had kids behind my back?” Monice, who’d been nearby providing remote support, turned her head and asked, “So you came straight to me because of those two idiots, huh?”
She’d always wondered—Eternal Night was never a well-reputed organization, so why had it attracted a Magical Girl like Dark Moth, who clearly had a limitless future?
Now that she knew Luo Shuangyue’s background, it all made sense.
“Because they both disappeared, so I thought I’d look in the places where Dad and Mom used to stay…!
“Sorry, Monice.”
“Don’t act like we’ll never see each other again. If you want to apologize, say it properly in the future—and be sure to tell me how those two idiots have been living all these years.” Monice snorted and continued casting spells off in the distance without turning back.
She hated this kind of atmosphere—this sense of looming farewell.
She’d rather her little adjutant get whisked away by a Magical Girl as before, than watch her vanish before her eyes.
Meanwhile, a dozen Full Bloom-Class Magical Girls combined their power to cast a blocking spell to stop the big butterfly’s advance, but the butterfly’s nature clearly exceeded their imagination.
The net that even the Demon Emperor struggled to break free from was as if it didn’t exist—the butterfly’s form simply flickered slightly and passed right through it.
No attacks from the Magical Girls could touch the butterfly, as though it didn’t exist in this world at all; the phantom visible to them was only a projection.
“How can this be…”
The Silver Dragon passed straight through the butterfly’s body, only to be met with emptiness. There was nothing at all where the butterfly was.
“There’s no fluctuation in the Sea of Magic either. Damn it, what on earth is going on!”
The Full Bloom-Class Magical Girls grew anxious, but no matter how hard they thought, they couldn’t figure out how to stop the butterfly.
They were completely unable to interfere with it—every method had been tried, but the butterfly seemed to exist in a parallel space to them, observable but completely unaffected.
Only when the big butterfly reached the dying Demon Emperor did they finally witness the tip of its true power.
Black currents surged from the void, piercing the Demon Emperor’s body and assimilating its flesh and blood.
The Demon Emperor howled and screamed, feeling its very existence being erased bit by bit—it would be completely assimilated into some terrifying entity.
It wanted to resist, even self-destruct, rather than be devoured by such a terrifying being.
But the moment those black currents touched its body, it was too late—it had utterly lost all control.
“Purify the Demon Emperor’s body immediately! Don’t let that butterfly eat it!” In a flash, Long Wen shouted out.
Since the big butterfly wanted to devour the Demon Emperor, they had to do the opposite—they couldn’t let the butterfly succeed so easily.
If they couldn’t interfere with the feasting butterfly, they could at least meddle with its food.
If they upended the table, the butterfly wouldn’t be able to eat, right!
The Silver Dragon, following Long Wen’s shout, breathed shining silver breath at the Demon Emperor.
The dying Demon Emperor had no strength to resist; part of its body was immediately dyed silver and turned to motes of light that dissipated.
Seeing this method work, the other Magical Girls immediately joined in, snatching food from the butterfly’s jaws.
They focused their purification on the areas polluted by the black currents, aiming to block them from spreading further—like firebreaks in a forest fire.
“Give me a few minutes, and I’ll blow this guy away!” Another Magical Girl, covered in darkness, even planned to flip the whole table over.
Singularity had said before: as long as the Demon Emperor didn’t resist, and she was given enough time, she could instantly annihilate the Demon Emperor.
Now, all her preconditions had been met.
She could use her Singularity to destroy the Demon Emperor completely, erasing it from the world once and for all.
What? All the rare materials from the Demon Emperor would vanish, too? Was this really the time to worry about those trivial details!