Fortunately, whether by luck or some other means, the other person was standing just a step outside the range of her mana's sympathetic detonation.
Everything was fine.
Miaoyue breathed a sigh of relief.
She had reinforcements.
Miaoyue said happily, “My Saintess, I command you...”
The silver-haired girl, who had just been wearing a vacant, drooling expression while shouting “Heavenly Mother,” underwent a world-shaking transformation in 0.01 seconds.
The stupidity in her eyes vanished instantly.
Sophie stuck her tongue out at Miaoyue.
“Just kidding. I’m not your Saintess.”
Miaoyue’s eyes widened.
The air froze.
Miaoyue stood up abruptly from her moon throne.
She no longer cared about the annoying threads below, nor the Hero firing her rifle.
All the mana, all the starlight in the sky, poured frantically into her slender frame at this moment.
“You... will... die!”
It was a pure desire for destruction, devoid of any impurity.
Miaoyue no longer used conventional starlight spears or summoned meteorite showers.
She held her hands as if gripping something, raising them high above her head.
If someone managed to breach this distance...
The Phase 3 her teacher designed for her was prepared specifically for this.
The massive dark red new moon behind her let out a pained wail as terrifying mana was forcibly extracted.
A giant weapon exuding absolute pressure, its surface flowing with light capable of severing the laws of the world, rapidly took shape between her hands.
It was a giant blue sword adorned with stars from across the sky, a new moon totem carved into the hilt, and visions of a collapsing galaxy swirling around the blade.
“I cast this blade.”
Three words, ringing out like a death knell.
Locking onto Sophie, who had no room to dodge in the air, Miaoyue gripped the Monarch's Sword—a blade like a divine punishment—and without any fancy movements, swung it straight down with a brutal, mountain-shattering force.
Before the wind from the blade even reached her, Sophie’s long silver-white hair was pulled taut by the violent mana.
That sense of being locked on, of being sentenced to death, was enough to make any high-tier professional collapse on the spot.
But Sophie didn’t.
In the face of that world-ending Monarch's Sword, she simply took a deep breath.
Then, she tightly gripped the handle of the ordinary oil-paper umbrella.
She held the umbrella surface steady against the dark gold sword-light that occupied her entire field of vision.
【Log: Skill [Seeking Defeat (Reversed) lv.max] has been triggered!】
Facing this absolute strike that stood above all living things...
The surface of the oil-paper umbrella met the edge of the Monarch's Sword.
...
As the decisive blow fell.
Kaila had just shattered the last approaching puppet in mid-air with a shot.
She whipped her head around, her golden hair tracing an anxious arc in the air.
Those eyes, usually devoid of ripples, now reflected the massive blue light-sword that split the sky in two.
The pressure radiating from that sword made even her heart skip a beat.
And facing that sword head-on was the vampire girl with the soft punches and the mouth full of lies.
“Sophie!”
“It’s fine. Everything is going according to plan.”
Sophie took a deep breath.
Sword and umbrella met at this moment.
She had held back this entire time just to save Seeking Victory for this moment.
【Log: Skill [Seeking Defeat (Reversed) lv.max] has been triggered!】
The Monarch's Sword, carrying the terrifying pressure of something that could cleave mountains, struck the fragile oil-paper umbrella.
Two absolutely unequal concepts collided physically at this moment.
There was no thunderous roar, no explosion.
Only a blinding light that stripped all color from the world.
A grand mana turbulence erupted from the point of impact, kicking up countless phantom meteorites.
A violent shockwave swept in all directions, grinding the surrounding floating boulders and debris into fine powder.
At the center of the destruction, the oil-paper umbrella remained unscathed.
However, the Monarch's Sword, swirling with the vision of a collapsing galaxy, let out a crisp cracking sound before shattering completely.
Countless blue mana fragments rained down into the infinite void like broken glass.
Sophie drifted in the zero-gravity air, holding her oil-paper umbrella.
It was only natural. A mana manifestation of the Monarch's Sword’s caliber was essentially a one-time ultimate move.
Because the Phase 3 Miaoyue had been approached, swinging this sword would immediately trigger Phase 4.
After the Monarch's Sword was used, it required the forbidden spell [Omen's Advance] and a long period of mana channeling to be summoned again.
Otherwise, it couldn’t be used.
Her goal had finally been achieved.
The rest could be left to the Hero...
The violent shockwave that swept through the area when the Monarch's Sword exploded was now unobstructed.
Although the oil-paper umbrella was undamaged, it couldn’t protect Sophie’s entire body.
With the power of a meat grinder, the shockwave instantly tore through the dark blue skirt Sophie had just put on.
Torn along with it was her fragile vampire shell.
“Pfft!”
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