Luye’s magic shield still hadn’t disappeared, it was still there—although very weak, barely able to withstand half an attack from a demonic beast.
But for dealing with something like a Taser gun that had no real offensive power, it was more than enough.
Even if another ten bullets came flying, her magic shield could block them all.
After all, Tasers don’t kill with kinetic force; they shoot probes that stick into the target and then discharge electricity. If the probes can’t even pierce the skin, how are they supposed to deliver a shock?
The magic shield was the perfect counter to this kind of low-impact, junk weapon.
Seeing her attack had failed, Yinlin tossed the thing aside.
Left hand holding her staff, right hand hidden behind her back.
Looked like she still wanted to use some sneaky little gadget—some kind of underhanded trick?
Or maybe she was just putting on a show.
Luye hesitated for two seconds, but still decided to launch an attack, keeping a five-meter distance, not moving any closer.
This distance was plenty to deal with Yinlin, who didn’t even dare use magic.
Yinlin kept dodging around in the little grove, using trees and the windbreak wall as cover.
That made things difficult for Luye—she couldn’t swing her whip freely, whether vertically or horizontally, she’d hit obstacles.
Helpless, Luye had to close the gap again, getting within about two meters—this was basically close combat now.
Her whip shrank, becoming much more agile, and she managed to strike Yinlin several times in a row, but still couldn’t break the shield.
Actually, there was no need to break her shield—she just needed to bind her up together with the shield.
Like catching a turtle: no matter how hard your shell is, if someone ties up the whole turtle with the shell, it can’t run away.
That was Luye’s goal now.
And exactly what Yinlin was desperately trying to avoid.
After a minute of grappling, with Yinlin starting to run out of breath, Luye sped up her attacks, getting half a meter closer.
Now they were really close—if she dared to rush in, she could grab Yinlin right then and there.
In this dangerous moment, Yinlin suddenly whipped out her right hand that she’d been hiding—a tiny spray can.
Zero-frame draw—she pulled it out and sprayed instantly.
A semi-transparent mist sprayed out, and some liquid shot out as well.
Luye hurriedly stepped back to put some distance between them.
Most of the liquid and mist were blocked by the magic shield, but a bit managed to slip past the magical barrier and Luye inhaled it.
“Achoo!” Luye sneezed, her eyes squeezed shut, tears streaming down her face.
“You’ve betrayed the sacred identity of a Magical Girl! Achoo!” Unable to open her eyes, Luye backed away by memory, hearing footsteps coming closer and closer.
“Big sis, you’re such a naive little kid. Do Magical Girls have to only use magic? You watch too much TV.” Yinlin started to pop the champagne.
She didn’t dare get too close—at this moment, Luye was flailing her whip wildly, seeming to strike in every direction, but she was actually setting up to capture. If Yinlin recklessly approached, she might get bound by the whip.
Achoo!
Luye kept sneezing, her nose reddening, snot running non-stop.
This [Anti-Demon Spray] really was fierce—just one sniff and Luye was already about to lose her ability to fight back.
Yinlin gave it two more sprays.
Luye retreated even faster, stumbled over a stone on the ground, and fell.
At that moment, she forced her bloodshot eyes open, gaining a brief moment of vision, and with one precise whip strike, knocked the spray can out of Yinlin’s hand—it flew far away.
Achoo!
Luye had temporarily avoided further pursuit, having dealt with Yinlin’s little gadget.
Yinlin, now filled with courage, suddenly charged forward, smashing her windbreak wall hard against Luye.
That hit had way more force than Yinlin’s little hands—after all, it was a big chunk of solid earth.
She pinned Luye to the ground, making it impossible for her to get up.
Achoo! Achoo!
Yinlin quickly grabbed Luye’s whip and threw it far away—she definitely couldn’t let that thing stay nearby.
She almost had Luye completely subdued.
Then she pulled out a new gadget: a high-voltage stun device, dangerous to both demonic beasts and Magical Girls.
Sparks crackled in her ears as it stabbed at Luye’s neck—sure enough, the magic shield blocked it.
But the weakness of Luye’s magic shield became apparent—under the attack of the human-made stun device, waves rippled across the shield, showing it was being fiercely assaulted.
Achoo!
Luye began to struggle violently, rolling to the side and breaking free of Yinlin’s windbreak wall pin.
She grabbed Yinlin, flipping her over and pinning her underneath instead.
Achoo!
The stun device in her hand slowly lost power, seeming to need some time to recharge.
They could only resort to grappling now—both of them still had magic shields.
Yinlin punched Luye on the cheek, the already cracked magic shield trembling with faint ripples.
Luye grabbed Yinlin’s hand, trying to restrain her—it was surprisingly easy, like fighting a little kid. She could easily win in terms of strength.
Achoo, achoo!
With difficulty, she forced her bloodshot eyes open, glaring down at the silver-haired girl below.
Sometimes, the line between hate and love was pretty blurry—right now, Luye couldn’t tell if she was really angry about the gadgets or not.
Achoo!
Yinlin’s stun device powered up again and stabbed at Luye, the magic shield showing even stronger ripples, the cracks multiplying.
At last, the magic shield couldn’t hold out any longer, shattered by the high-voltage device. Before the stun could hit her body, Luye took off in a low flight to escape.
Achoo!
She flung away some snot and spit—the stuff was just too powerful, no way she could recover so quickly.
Seeing Luye escape, of course Yinlin had to chase after her for the win.
What “never pursue a desperate foe” or “quit while you’re ahead”? She didn’t care, and didn’t want to hear it.
After all the trouble to hit Luye with the [Anti-Demon Spray] and break her magic shield with the stun device, victory was right in front of her—how could she not go after it?
At this moment, the helicopter finally flew away, leaving the little grove.
From the direction it was going, it seemed to be headed for the border—probably off to do another patrol.
Once the helicopter was gone, both Luye and Yinlin were free to use magic again.
Yinlin forcefully pushed her windbreak wall forward, smashing it into the fleeing Luye, making her stagger.
Luye retrieved her whip, infused it with magic, and swept it out—trees crashed down in a swath, and Yinlin was struck as well, causing ripples in her shield.
Luye looked like she was clearing the area to make a better battlefield, planning to flatten the woods?
Yinlin was a bit confused, her alertness to the map dropping as she increased her output, determined to take Luye down as soon as possible.
Whatever her real intention was, as long as she knocked her down, all problems would be solved.