Chapter 168: Here We Go

Takeoff.

When Yin Lin arrived, she had her wind barrier up, so now she could speed up and leave right away.

Although the acceleration was a bit slow, not as fast as Greenfield. But Greenfield was still in the small grove at this moment, and hadn’t even thought of catching up—so it would still be difficult for her to overtake Yin Lin at this point.

She probably hadn’t expected Yin Lin to be so heartless, abandoning her teammates and fleeing alone, so Greenfield hurriedly started using dirty tricks.

She contacted Yin Lin again with Jin Luan’s phone.

Jin Luan: [If you don’t come back, I’ll deliberately lure the Failure Team’s helicopter over here. You know what will happen then.]

Greenfield wouldn’t kill a magical girl, but the Failure Team wouldn’t hesitate to deal with a magical girl who was already subdued and incapable of resisting.

If they caught a magical girl, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Just then, the sound of a helicopter echoed in the distance, and a small black dot could be seen flying over from outside the city.

Why was the Failure Team’s helicopter here?

Yin Lin immediately lowered her altitude, flying almost at ground level, and returned to the small grove.

In the worldview of a 34-year-old man, the Human Alliance and Eastern Alliance were organizations that would stop at nothing, surely hiding some dark secrets.

Old Song believed there was a bit of a conspiracy here.

He feared that if a magical girl were caught by the officials, life would be worse than death.

There was once a Grave Digger Bro who said something: More painful than losing your life, more terrifying than death.

To Yin Lin, this was exactly the fate awaiting any magical girl captured by the Human Alliance.

At this moment, she was both angry and worried, flying through the forest at a slow 10 km/h.

She arrived before the helicopter could reach Greenfield.

“I’m here. I didn’t expect you to become a Failure Team lackey and collaborate with them.” The anger in Yin Lin’s voice was clear.

Murderous intent.

Normally, playful pranks were just that—pranks, and messing around with color was just for fun. As long as no lives were lost, there was no need to go that far.

But collaborating with the Failure Team—that was already treading on murderous intent.

Knowing she stood no chance against the serious form of Yin Lin, Greenfield immediately slid to her knees: “I didn’t call the Failure Team. You should ask your Miss Jin Luan what she did.”

Everyone knew what a bullet was—it shoots straight at you, right?

Yin Lin’s Heaven-Splitting Spear was the same. Everyone knew it was a magic spear thrown at you.

But would you dare catch it? Do you really think you can dodge it?

If you couldn’t, you’d just be lying on the ground.

That thing could pierce even the bodies of aberrations in one strike, let alone the bodies of magical girls, or magic shields of Greenfield’s caliber.

No wonder Greenfield surrendered.

After hearing Greenfield’s confession, Yin Lin’s attitude softened somewhat, then she glanced at Jin Luan, who was cuffed to the ground, constantly struggling and muffledly crying out.

“She didn’t say anything. That means she agrees,” Greenfield egged her on. “She killed aberrations outside the city and lured the Failure Team over. They’re here to catch her. Now I’ve caught her and am hiding her here to help her escape.”

How could Jin Luan speak? Her mouth was stuffed, and her face wrapped with tape. She couldn’t make a sound.

The same was true for Huan Hong.

Clearly, Greenfield had come fully prepared to commit her crime.

The helicopter hadn’t left—were they suspicious of this little grove?

It started circling overhead.

Greenfield didn’t dare make a move, and neither did Yin Lin; both waited in silence.

Greenfield’s condition was clearly off—her face was flushed, eyes wide, breathing heavily through her nose and mouth, excitement written all over her.

She still held that whip in her hand, but hadn’t tried any dirty tricks yet.

Yin Lin kept a wary eye on her, not charging her magic yet, keeping her spell active. She held her staff tightly in both hands, ready to fire a minimum-power Mana Blast at any moment.

She didn’t take down her wind barrier, still floating beside her as a shield.

“Heh heh, my little darling has learned a new trick, hasn’t she?” Greenfield remembered that during their last fight, Yin Lin hadn’t thought of using that thing as a shield, only as a wind barrier.

Looks like this time, she planned to use it for combat.

The helicopter was still circling overhead, unaware of the magical girls playing games below. Maybe they were suspicious and still observing the area.

Finally, Greenfield made her move, lashing her whip while avoiding the flowers, grass, and trees, aiming straight at Yin Lin.

Yin Lin controlled her wind barrier in mid-air to block the whip. It worked like a shield, but not quite as responsive as a handheld one; there was a slight lag when adjusting its direction.

Attack.

Yin Lin still didn’t dare use her Mana Blast, waiting for the helicopter to leave.

Greenfield attacked unilaterally. At first, it was all in play, no dirty tricks, just straightforward and simple strikes.

Yin Lin blocked with her wind barrier each time, but a few times the whip landed on her, though her magic shield absorbed the blows and she wasn’t hurt.

Greenfield knew ordinary lashes couldn’t break Yin Lin’s magic shield, so she was just toying with her.

Clearly, she could have taken the opportunity to ambush Yin Lin while she couldn’t use her magic, but Greenfield didn’t do that this time.

Not because she’d suddenly developed a sense of justice, but simply because she wanted to watch Yin Lin struggle and try her hardest.

With the helicopter’s roar thundering overhead, Yin Lin grew increasingly irritable—she really wanted to blast the helicopter out of the sky.

The magical girls on the ground clearly misunderstood the helicopter; the Failure Team was inside, communicating. Suddenly, they received an order from the Eastern Alliance: since they were already in the outskirts, they might as well do a patrol, circling the boundary wall.

The Failure Team wasn’t keen to change their mission; they still wanted to catch Jin Luan and planned to search the suburbs a few more times.

At this moment, they were talking with their superiors, which was why they’d stopped here and hadn’t decided whether to return to the boundary wall.

It just so happened that this pinned down Yin Lin, preventing her from using any large-scale magic. She could only take the blows passively.

After watching her struggle and sweat for two minutes, Greenfield finally got serious.

“I’ve been holding back for two minutes. Now I’m going all out!” she even announced it openly.

Screw you, you shameless jerk. Yin Lin almost cursed out loud but still had to maintain her image. So annoying!

But there was good news: Greenfield was closing the distance, clearly wanting to try close combat.

Everyone knew how terrible Yin Lin’s close combat was, and Greenfield wanted to exploit that weakness and bully her.

When they were about five meters apart, Greenfield suddenly froze, having noticed the backpack Yin Lin carried.

The style of that backpack—

It looked so familiar! Incredibly familiar!

Greenfield’s mind was in turmoil. In that brief moment of distraction, she suddenly saw Yin Lin holding something—was it a gun?

The trigger had already been pulled. The probe shot out, hitting Greenfield right in the chest.

Turned out it was a taser, not a real gun.

The taser’s probe was blocked by the magic shield and fell to the ground, completely ineffective against Greenfield’s average-level magic shield.

“My little darling, you’ve gone bad, using human weapons now. I’ll have to give you a good lesson later.” Greenfield was startled, but instead of calming down, she grew even more excited, “Oh~ Here it comes, the frenzy! My pituitary gland is screaming!”