"What are you joking about...?"

"What are you joking about?"

Dunkirk's face turned pale. She frowned, looking incredulous.

"Five thousand elite magicians selected through layers of tests..."

"All killed by you alone?"

Seeing Dunkirk's horrified expression, Mira in front of her couldn't contain herself. Her eyes flashed with disdain and scorn, her mouth twisted into a mocking grin as she burst out laughing uncontrollably.

"Of course... Hahaha!"

"That scene of flesh and blood flying... It was so beautiful, I'm sure I'll never forget it~"

"Do you need me to describe it in more detail for you?"

Mira gradually restrained her laughter, a fierce glint in her eyes. She stood poised like a lion waiting for its prey, hands raised in front of her chest, striking a pose towards Dunkirk.

"As fellow half-angels... let me teach you the true art of battle."

Dunkirk, feeling like she was facing a formidable enemy, swiftly extended the tentacles within her body, slowly unfolding the black flesh wings curled up on her chest, and aimed the protruding hearts on the flesh wings directly at Mira.

Boom!

Mira struck first.

But to Dunkirk's surprise, Mira's attack didn't come from the front.

It came from behind.

Several lilac-colored iron chains shot out from behind Dunkirk, almost reaching her and threatening to crush her into a pulp.

However, Merka and the others arrived just in time.

Merka raised her hand and shot out three similar iron chains to entangle the lilac chains shooting from behind Dunkirk.

"Bordeaux, now's the chance!!"

Merka shouted.

As Merka's voice fell, a woman spewing purple fireballs descended from the sky. She ruthlessly mounted Mira, pressing her down and unleashing the toxic flames from her mouth onto her.

But when Bordeaux let go, she realized she had missed.

The prophetic Mira had timely shifted herself behind Bordeaux. She took aim at Bordeaux's head, lifted her leg high, and viciously kicked out.

Countless tentacles, following Mira's heavy high kick, erupted from her leg.

The tentacles, strong enough to crush a river bend, surged towards Bordeaux's forehead, seemingly intent on piercing through her brain.

"This is the moment we've been waiting for."

A grim-faced knight of the Maria sect, Marseilles, muttered to herself. Without warning, she had appeared behind Mira.

She swung her longsword, imbued with dense magical power, in a crescent arc, causing the blade to clash head-on with the incoming tentacles.

With a sharp sound, Mira's entire leg lost control. Mira's thigh, under the intense blow, soared high into the sky.

Mira winced in pain, momentarily surprised.

Losing control of her legs, Mira stumbled backward.

"Tachamak fusion hot model • Nuclear thermal cutting."

"This punch is for Mama's revenge!"

At this moment, Scarlett suddenly appeared. She had been waiting in the shadows for a long time.

Seeing Mira losing her balance, she rushed to the position where Mira was falling. Clenching her fist, she pushed out a small ball of flame directly at Mira's heart.

A huge ring of fire exploded, Scarlett coughed and waved away the smoke, but Mira's figure was nowhere to be seen.

In this critical moment, Mira had prophesied Scarlett's attack and opened a portal to evade it.

High above the ground, avoiding the attack, Mira stood tall on a pile of rubble, gazing disdainfully at the people below.

She looked somewhat weary, breathing heavily. It was clear that even with her angelic healing abilities, she was nearing exhaustion.

"Merka, go to the Solitary Mountain Castle first."

"We will hold this madwoman here."

"I saw Turing already went ahead. She's likely to face Beezelbub himself..."

"It will be an unimaginably difficult battle... the rest of us can handle it, but as Turing's strong support, you must be there at this critical moment."

Amid the standoff with Mira, Bordeaux took a few steps forward and whispered to Merka.

"But... she will use the portal magic! Only I can counter it. If I leave, you all will be in great danger..."

Merka looked pained and hesitant.

"Just go when I tell you to go!"

"Men will only get in our way here, don't you understand!?"

Suddenly Scarlett spoke up. Her loud reprimand caught Merka off guard.

She stammered, tears glistening in her eyes.

"I'm sorry... Merka..."

"Turing and I had our disagreements..."

"But in the end, I'm here begging for your help."

"I regret it so much... immensely."

"Now I finally understand, in the face of crisis... all my petty thoughts and stubbornness are so insignificant."

"I wish what I'm going through now is just a nightmare..."

"In the future, I'll never abuse my power, act recklessly again."

"I'll treat my sisters well, listen to my mother, and study diligently."

Scarlett choked up, gazing hatefully at Mira, then gritted her teeth as she turned to Merka.

"But those things are impossible..."

"What's done is done, what's missed is missed."

"I'll never hear my mom call me 'Hong Hong' again."

"But I just hope you won't regret like I did... don't wait until death to realize what's truly important!"

"Just go! Turing needs you, we don't need you here!"

Scarlett raised her voice, shouting at Merka.

"Thank you... thank you all."

Watching the steadfast figures ahead, Merka clenched her teeth, spread her wings, and flew straight towards the Solitary Mountain Castle.