Chapter 125 Lies
Chapter 125 Lies
"You encountered two 'Eternal Radiance' level magical girls from the Council of Seven, right? How did you escape?"
Faced with the question that struck her heart, Ji Xia was clearly stunned, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.
Lingbo, who was standing nearby, immediately noticed that something was wrong.
Yeah, my sister's current strength... is probably no match for the other side, right?
"I...I..." Ji Xia's eyes began to drift uncontrollably to the side, revealing a troubled expression.
Why is my sister hesitating...? Is there some reason she can't tell me?
"Probably, um... it's because my fighting spirit is extremely strong. So... so when they saw me acting like I was risking my life, they were worried that they would get hurt too, so they retreated first."
She eventually came up with a reason that even she found somewhat absurd, and her tone sounded somewhat unsure due to her guilty conscience.
That's such a clumsy lie.
Leaving aside the vague concept of "fighting will," how effective it actually is in the face of an absolute disparity in strength.
Even if, hypothetically, the other side were truly intimidated by the older sister's "aura" and chose to temporarily retreat, it would not mean that they would abandon their mission.
Their target was never Ji Xia, but themselves.
After escaping Ji Xia's entanglement, shouldn't their most logical action be to immediately rush here, join forces with the Fallen Celestial, and intercept and kill them together? How could they possibly just leave?
Moreover, although the wounds on my sister's body do look like she has been in a battle, they are far from the extent that she would have been in a fierce and deadly fight that would have scared away the enemy.
Seeing the doubtful and confused looks on Lingbo and Fuxin's faces, Ji Xia realized that her reason was completely untenable. She smiled awkwardly and decided to change the subject—
"Ah, let's not talk about that! By the way! How did things go on your end just now? That big commotion, did you defeat the enemy?"
Lingbo glanced at Fuxin beside her, and seeing that she didn't intend to press the matter further, she could only suppress her doubts for the time being. She knew that under the current circumstances, continuing to interrogate her sister would not yield any results.
"Yes," Lingbo nodded and briefly recounted the battle with the Fallen Celestial—the other "Heart-Pounding" used himself as bait to perish together with the Fallen Celestial.
"Ah, if I had known you'd be here so soon, I wouldn't have used that trick," Fu Xin said, somewhat annoyed.
"Ah, but in that situation... it's definitely worrying." Xia looked at the messy street ahead. "Let's go check what's going on."
The three of them immediately set off and flew towards the street ahead.
Not long after, they found two barely alive figures among the ruins.
The Fallen Heavenly Piercer, struck head-on by Lingbo's Piercing Cannon, now lay in the center of a deep, sunken crater. Her breathing was weak, clearly indicating that she had completely lost consciousness.
Not far from her, the "Melee Master" who had been severely injured while trying to trap her also collapsed to the ground. Like Tianji, he was on the verge of death.
"Let me take 'myself' to the side first."
The "assistant heart-patting" who was still standing quickly stepped forward, carefully picked up the seriously injured "self", and moved it to a flat ground to lie down.
After doing all this, her gaze returned to the unconscious Fallen Heavenly Pivot, a hint of murderous intent flashing in her eyes.
Ji Xia clearly shared the same thought. She slowly raised her right hand, and in her palm, a magical spear burning with raging magical flames began to take shape.
"Wait a moment!"
Upon seeing this, Lingbo almost instinctively rushed forward and grabbed Ji Xia's arm.
"Sis, at least spare her life!"
"No." Ji Xia's face was serious, and her eyes turned cold. "Now is not the time to be kind. She's here to kill you; what's the point of keeping her alive?"
"But...she's been brainwashed, that's why she did this. Perhaps we still have a chance to talk to her and get her to..."
"It's no use," Ji Xia interrupted her. "These 'corrupted magical girls' are completely mentally unstable. Trying to persuade them is utterly impossible!"
How will you know if you don't try?
For Lingbo, even if they were enemies, she would try to save them. Executing them directly was too hasty.
"Let's tie her up first."
Just as the siblings were at an impasse, Fuxin suddenly spoke up with a suggestion.
"This will prevent her from escaping by teleporting after she wakes up. Then ask Noah how she plans to handle this. After all, she is at the heart of this matter. How should we deal with these prisoners from the 'future'? Is there any possibility of restoring them? She has more say than any of us."
Fu Xin's suggestion is a good option for the current situation.
Ji Xia's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and the magic spear in her hand dissipated.
"...Alright." She finally gave in. "We'll do it your way."
Lingbo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She walked to the unconscious Fallen Heavenly Pierce and stretched out her hands—
"Silk Thread Binding Technique!"
White magical threads flowed from her fingertips, wrapping around the Fallen Celestial.
After doing all this, she took out her phone, ready to call Noah.
"Ah, wait a minute, don't call Noah yet. A friend of yours is about to call you." Fu Xin seemed to have suddenly received a message from afar. "She's with another 'me,' and they were planning to come this way—"
Halfway through her heartfelt words, Lingbo's phone suddenly rang—
It is He Yuran.
Ah, I knew it. She must be very worried about me. I should let her know I'm safe first.
Lingbo pressed the answer button and held the phone to her ear. Before she could speak, a hurried voice came from the other end—
"Ah Xin! Are you alright?!"
"I'm fine, the crisis here has been resolved." Lingbo tried to use a relaxed tone, wanting to show her childhood friend the lingering charm she had left.
"That's great..." He Yuran's voice was slightly choked, but filled with a sense of relief.
And from the other end of the phone came another familiar voice—
"I already told you, Lingbo is safe now. Are you relieved after confirming with the phone call?"
That sound... isn't it a pat on the heart?
Lingbo looked at Fuxin next to her with some confusion. Why was her voice coming from the other side?
However, after looking at the heavily injured man lying on the ground, Lingbo immediately understood—
So she had more than one clone?
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