There’s no such thing as running away.
All possibilities and escape routes are blocked.
Even if a cornered rat bites the cat, it doesn’t matter.
The faces of the 100 experts turn pale, but none are paler than their master, Mujon.
Cold sweat, darting pupils, and a giant scale looming at the end of their gaze.
Wakamou Inarizushi has bet everything he has.
──He was that kind of human from the start.
From the moment he decided he must become a [VTuber], he had the resolve to abandon all records of his life and possessions, except for the [merch].
A bold choice to stake his entire life without considering the future!! Courage to step forward without fear or hesitation!!
People in the world would call it madness.
A climber’s life is no different from dying the moment of defeat.
For a VTuber too, making a big mistake and disappointing everyone leads to a fall that is no different from death.
Even farewell, the graduation with blessings is essentially never meeting again, akin to death.
Therefore, he does not fear death.
Hesitation and anxiety while wavering will cause Wakamou’s path as a VTuber, the path shrouded in darkness, to collapse under insecurity and fear.
Push through.
Relentlessly push through, end upon end.
Even if it means breaking walls, leaping cliffs, and swimming across seas without stopping, burning everything while racing forward.
Stake your life in the things you love!
And those who threaten those cherished things, unforgivable villains─ if the law can’t handle them, then they must be judged as a VTuber.
It’s the first 【Backroom Broadcast】 of Wakamou Inarizushi.
The believers may be sad and curious, but if everything is disclosed through broadcast, the opponent won’t find out what hasn’t been disclosed.
That’s why Mujon couldn’t understand what Wakamou… Mei had mastered, as the 『broadcast』 wasn’t turned on during their ascent.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have made the foolish decision of merely delaying time with 100 experts.
“Attack─!!”
With that shout, the 100 experts charge at Mei. And Xiao Liang’s ambush is caught on camera.
She was shocked, her body moving at its own will, her eyes filled with panic.
Mei, deflecting the sword flying in from behind with ease, throws herself into the experts’ midst.
Boom─!
Lightning strikes.
Casting the maximum output of [Idol’s Thunder], Mei kicks at the airborne camera.
The experts execute their steps, soaring similarly but to a lesser degree.
“My body moves on its own…!!”
Hearing Xiao Liang’s belated cry, Mei understood why Mujon had such confidence in “personally selected disciples.” There must be some method, though unknown, that compels his subordinates to follow commands.
Twisting her body in mid-air to elegantly dodge the flying arrows, Mei spins her tail to adjust her direction, diving straight towards the structure, causing an explosion.
The very heart of the burning structure.
Unable to even sit on the chair that a lord might occupy, Mujon in black robes, black armor, with gloves made of black dragon scales, looked on with displeasure.
Was he trying to show the dignity of an absolute ruler? Truly an individual intoxicated with his facade.
Mei, closing the distance with a push off the floor, deploys [NvWa Shrine] and bombards Mujon with Shaolin’s [Six Harmonies Fist].
As shadows and tails converge, eight arms manifest, each executing different martial arts simultaneously, leaving Mujon struggling to draw his sword and resorting to countering with martial arts instead.
Soulsword Art and Bloodsword Art, contrary to each other, clash as steam rises.
“How could this be!! How did you master that technique!!”
Mei had far surpassed Mujon’s Soulsword Art.
He asks how she learned it, as the same [Skill] clashing, she grabs his wrist and freezes his entire arm with [Idol’s Freeze]. With both arms frozen, flames erupt from Mujon, who emits energy with a shout, forcefully pushing Mei away.
Assuming a stance and spreading his arms wide, a massive muscular demon shape swells behind him and vanishes immediately.
Mei, whose skin tingles at the Asura’s presence manifested by mere momentum, rushed headlong into the space made of bladed air.
As he unfolds energy centered around himself to create a domain, his fist multiplies to an overwhelming size, thrusting towards Mei.
It’s merely an illusion of intimidation.
When Mei, using Tai Chi, deflected it by spreading mana to read the reality of the attack, destroying the flow of that power, Asura’s blow struck Mei’s shoulder.
[Mara Fist], as it was executed, Mujon unleashed an incessant ferocious attack with ghostly intensity.
Generous inner strength bursting forth, wrapping around the flames of a blazing hell.
Overwhelming Mei’s eight arms with just two, Mujon wielded them wildly, beginning to resemble an Asura with three heads and six arms as he swung intensely.
Combining his arms like one big circle, sweeping away Mei’s eight arms all at once with wind, Mujon attempted to land a powerful kick towards Mei’s exposed chest.
“Demonic Asura’s Power!!”
The palm strike piercing into her chest breaks through the mana-enhanced outer shell, penetrating inward, shattering one of the [mana cores] and thoroughly disrupting her balance.
With Mujon’s energy surging wildly inside her, her organs would have been smashed to pulp and killed instantly if she had been alive.
As her chest split open and tree roots burst forth, flames erupted and her body froze, Mei staggered from the recoil of imbalance in her Dan Tian.
However, she did not simply endure the attack.
Bubbling liquid mercury burst out from below.
The mercury, summoned through [VTuber asset], freely transformed its shape, forming various weapons to menace Mujon.
Despite its persistent attempts to touch him, using his energy to burst the flowing liquid, Mujon was set alight, fiery blooms igniting on either arm against the advancing mercury’s insistence.
Woong Woong Woong─!!!
Mujon’s entire body began to tremble.
Like an enormous battleship engine activating, the shaking airs, subtle vibrations, and then an unseen heavy aura emanated as luminescent from Mujon’s body.
His inhalations were as loud as revving motorcycles.
“Can you imitate this!! Idol!! My [Frozen Blood Demonic Palm]!!”
Simultaneously blazing and freezing!!
Harmonizing two energies without opposition.
The rushing mercury not only rebounded from this harmonized energy but was shredded, splattering, freezing, or burning away against walls and ceilings.
Impossible.
It was a feat beyond Sadako’s abilities to coexist ice and fire simultaneously. Only through [magic] that combined elements to create reactive forces could it be done. Sustaining it as it was, was exclusively Mujon’s specialty, you might say.
Screech──!!!
Dragon Claw’s strike grazed Mujon’s fists, scraping only Mei’s nails.
Even enhancing her nails sharply with [Idol’s Mineral], it was impossible to smash or shatter through [Black Dragon Heavenly Arm], which Mujon wore.
Starting to infuse [energy], Mujon’s claw-like gauntlets reminiscent of a dragon’s talon engaged equally in exchanges.
Though Mei flowed his attacks with Tai Chi and countered when openings appeared, the armor and black robes failed to be shredded.
Each item a top-tier grade!! Exclusive equipment for the 【Mujon】 class!!
Crash! Crash! Crash!!
Slashing or scratching with sharp fingers, thrusting palm strikes, gripping powerful smashes, pulling with her hands like drawing a blade and slashing fiercely.
Beyond multilateral change, handling every martial art form learned so far, Mei’s movement was bizarre and unpredictable, denying any forecast or anticipation.
Conversely, Mujon replied, steadfast without swaying, amidst dazzling flairs.
His pride in his martial art equaling that of a Legendary Class, truly showing the prowess of an expert.
Deflecting only blows aimed at vital spots within splendidness, each exchange bore energy transmitted through Mei’s body.
Trembling from the violent shock was one issue, but every clash mixed his energy with Mei’s flow, his [Frozen Blood Demonic Palm] permeating deep within.
An evil art searing tendons and nerves, bones and skin freezing.
Mei’s internal roots were chars dead black from within, the balance of [Five Elements] battered as chaotic [Fire] and [Ice] mingled violently.
“I know you’re some kind of monstrosity, but! Remember!! The culmination of 4,000 years of Chinese martial arts!! This is the power of a human who’s devoted life to martial arts!!!”
The fist vanished— or so it seemed to Mei, whose head turned from observing it.
Narrowing closer, impossibly so close that arms couldn’t swing, Mei aimed for knee strikes and arm swings, but his hands snuck between her limbs, lightly knocking them away like a snake’s bite.
And right before her abdomen, his energy-amplified fist erupted powerfully charged punch.
The one-inch punch.
A surprise at fingertip-length that smashed her last [mana core] as fire burst from Mei’s mouth.
The moment distance was reclaimed, Yao Fang wielded his [Nine Dragon God Spear] with nine dragon heads etched on it.
“Behold! [Hell King Spear Technique]!!”
With a spit of fire from the spear’s tip, nine flaming slashes veered through the space, unraveling Mei, hurling her outward.
Toppling down the stairs, she’s pursued by the experts’ combined assault.
Crash!!
Weapons embedded in stairs.
And Mei, vanishing like a mirage.
Perched weightlessly atop an expert’s head, she leapt like a butterfly before landing ahead of Mujon.
Though knives were hurled from behind, and swords slashed, [Idol’s Entity] deflected everything while Mujon, who countered rushing weapons with his spear, grinned at her.
“Indeed, only those with talent and success gazing upwards continue, and who is stronger, needs no asking.”
“The limit exists merely in learning and growing strong through gifted talents. Idol, you do not comprehend human potential. The miracle blossoming amidst ultimate persecution─ trial of life and death!!”
“No, it’s simpler than that.”
Yearning, expecting, striving forward can still result in failure. Disappointments and frustrations occur. Regret lacking talent may arise.
But, even if striving individuals fail for those who see them, for those who shout and play together, memories remain.
The villain who offers no chance, deems it over with failure cannot comprehend this tale.
“You’re weak.”
“You wretch!!!”
A little ear stick popping from Mei’s ear.
Suddenly, it enlarges, sufficient enough to envelop Mujon.
Shrugging off the stick’s stab with an easy flick aside, as the stick forcibly presses once more, riding it electric currents coursing to engulf Mujon.
As gleaming white lightning descends, he dodges away from the stick, attempting to slice, yet finds it retracting snug into Mei’s grasp— only to expand rapidly, stabbing Mujon again.
Avoiding the swing of attack, it shrinks, slipping back into her embrace, extending length to puncture with force.
‘I can’t grasp the weapon’s length!’
Shrinkage and elongation repeated in tandem with Mei’s spinning Tai Chi mastery, reaching for a Tai Chi spear, the staff swung within Mei’s grasp as Mujon’s clash with the flaming dragon fire-imbued spear intensifies within the inferno of the main structure.
Batted away, the staff flexes like rubber with its bounce, even small enough to fit within her hand, or extending larger than Mujon.
“Is it the Ruyi Bang?! How did you wield such!!”
“Is it odd for a Idol to use?”
Not even challenging the simple retort, Mujon tightly sealed his lips.
It wasn’t actually the Ruyi Bang.
Slipping between fingers, launching surprise assaults, retracting to her hand, Mei’s fists pummeling armor, then elongating once Mujon slashes with spear, catapulting her to the ceiling, and repeat.
The unpredictable, shapeshifting strategy of the staff was enough to break Mujon’s concentration.
Impossible to identify which hand held it. When it shrank, expanded, or grew heavy repeatedly!
Clang─!!
Colliding with [Idol’s Mineral] reinforced staff, Mujon’s [Nine Dragon God Spear] couldn’t withstand the crashing force, shattering its blade.
“Ruyi Celestial Wheel!!”
Upon Mujon’s shout, ground-breaking, wind-cutting two circular blades seared Mei’s legs along the way.
Grasping the handles, Mujon lifted, revealing Feng Hwa Wheel’s circular blades adorned with flame-like blade petals.
Clang! Clang! Clang!!
Slicing, dividing, spreading fractures.
Every impact upon the staff caused fractures, so ferociously and violently did the Heaven Wheel’s tyrannical surges rival Mujon’s aura, with shimmering mirage-like energy trails weaving into slicing gusts.
Yet again the staff restored itself.
From Mujon’s perspective, ignorant of the staff’s nature, believing it regenerated itself, even the Ruyi Bang!! He could only sweat in apprehension.
Deception.
Wakamou’s combat style is specialized in inducing misunderstanding and deceiving opponents.
Convinced what’s held is Ruyi, [Idol’s Form] generated replicas of Mei attacking in an ambush.
However, it deceives not.
“Slam it down!!!”
Boom─!!
“Pitiful!!”
Cracking a skyward-descending bolt, the Heaven Wheel alights the [Thunderous Aura], turning, piercing Mei’s chest.
‘Only the head remains!!’
Throwing twin Heaven Wheels as it read her energy flow over her body with only his vision, Mujon amassed internal energy.
Every inch upon Mei indeed accepted damage. Even bebergement or tearing of hair and tail equaled injury to the body.
Yet─ nowhere did [Critical Hits] land. Lacking [vital spots] entirely.
Were it not for the 【Mujon】 class limitation of voiding 【magic】 and 【mana】 usage, he would have shattered with [Mana Burn] inserted into fractures.
The staff deflecting Heaven Wheels disappeared like phantoms as Mujon faded from sight.
Springing forth from the ground, executing the mastery of form to spatially warp and imbue him with teleportation akin to a Taoist, diving into Mei’s embrace.
Revealing a tactic unseen so far, collecting the Heaven Wheels rebounding from the staff mid-air in both hands, channeling energy, the massive symbols of Yin and Yang spun fast, roaring within Mei’s vision.
Her mana drew into a point amidst the dovetailing flows seeming to unite black and white, tipping her balance.
“Tai Chi Wisdom Sword!!”
Mei, possessing [Skill] yet perpetually unable to perform Tai Chi’s [ultimate skill], was now being literally torn and twisted.
The transcendental action, after all, remains terrestrial─ with Mujon’s [will] wheeling the blade, a speed beyond pace, avoidance impossible.
Unavoided Critical Hit!! Mei grasped and understood the [Skill] immediately.
Mixing extremes, blending slow with fast, light with heavy, wielding the transcendence of myriad blades into singularity.
Clang─!!
Tormented by intense pain, Mei released an inaudible scream.
Agony searing into not only her flesh but [mind], which trembled immensely.
And the ever-leaking [energy].
“It’s over Idol!!”
“──Why didn’t I stream, ever wonder!!”
She muttered, lower head, voice trembling through pain.
Despite any occasion, she had always streamed, why not now?
Quickly dismissed, aiming to conclude as he swung the sword downward, but.
“Domain Deployment”
[Job Exclusive Skill 【Virtual World】] unfurled, the location with Mei and Mujon transformed into a fearsome landscape.
And the descending blade landed with a splat in a puddle.
“Path of Sin(奈落への道)“
“Gah─!!”
Fooled, he thought, turning his back, Mujon found Mei standing behind him.
Utilizing [Job Exclusive Skill 【Holopause】] for spatial leaps, she brandished the reflections of dozens of Meis created from [Idol’s Form] encircling Mujon.
“It’s because, turning the stream on requires considering the believers─ I must go easy then!!”
She kicks in close, swinging Feng Hwa Wheel to swipe, but Mei’s foot clamps down hard on Mujon’s elbow as she shifts sideways.
[Weight of Faith] reposed upon her gave him breathless anticipation while her face approached with a knee to his jaw.
In mid-air, another knee rose, targeting his temple, seeking to grapple but Mei vanished.
Now visible again, was Mei spinning in mid-air.
The aerial somersault kick snagged through perfect gaps within both arms.
‘….Taekwondo….?’
Martial art unlike any prior swirled forth unexpectedly as a momentary astonishment lingered.
“Mei, do you underestimate Chinese martial arts!!!!”
“My specialty’s in Taekwondo, buddy!!!”
Blocking a frontal kick led to an overhand strike on his shoulder, a sword slashed prompting a reverse roundhouse kick, Mei’s instep landed aptly on Mujon’s throat.
Leaving no pause to breathe, she repeatedly teleported, launching incessant kick barrages, jetting off with backward spinkick, taking to the air aligned for a move against Mujon’s chest.
Raising his head, his knee bent reflexively under a sweeping low kick’s blow, falling prone.
Sensing an ambush behind, he utilized Heaven Wheel’s Art of Sword to counter.
Ascending rotations of his spinning blade kept assailants at bay, yet.
Through the gap spun the tenacious Mei’s retaliatory strike bashing Mujon’s face squarely.
No entrails, no acupuncture points, no critical points.
It’s irrelevant if parts of the body explode, shatter, or tear.
With Heaven Wheel protruding from her body, it fixed tightly with [Idol’s Mineral] lodging inside as she surged forward, Mujon finally moved his hand to the hilt on his waist.
“Behold…! [Demonic Five Swords]!! Awaken Soul Stealing Demon Sword!!”
With an ominous black blade poised, the sword began resonating with its master.
And the encroaching sheer darkness!!
In a seamless motion, Mei bent back as her body spun full around, entwining legs like whips around Mujon’s arm.
An inhuman slimy contortion! Idol’s bodily liquefaction!
Forsaking a mortal body capable of wielding [energy], Mei could wield monstrous bewitchments!!
The ultimate secret revealed through a drawn blade staggered Mujon, binding herself like a parasite on his drawn sword’s arm.
Entwining shadows, Mei expanded into eight sprawling punch deliveries, ruthlessly pounding Mujon’s head.
“Aaargh!!!!”
Despite attempts to rouse energy and emanating flames within, Mei clandestinely nestled into his embrace, progressively chilling his body with [Idol’s Freeze].
Until now, no martial hero revealed such form.
Declared to exhaust everything by drawing a blade, yet….!!
“Whoa….!! Gaaaah!!!”
Burrowing into armor’s crevices, Mei enveloped Mujon’s body, embracing as if clothing.
Facing an apparent dual-headed stance, panic erupted, yet with convulsions and desperate struggles, escape was impossible!!
As one with Mujon’s physicality!!
Kaboom────!!!!
“Gaaaah!!!!”
Inside [Idol’s Thunder] lightning self-flagellated along with Mujon.
Intensifying [Idol’s Blaze] within his armor, freezing the sword-bearing arm to an ice block with [Idol’s Freeze].
“Gaaaah!!!!”
Resembling torture, inescapable, Mujon finally unclasps the [Eternal Black Iron Armor萬年墨鐵鉀], wrenching and tearing at Mei’s body with sharpened claws.
“You damn fiend!!”
But in that crucial moment, Mujon observed the weaving of surrounding space.
“The entirety of space—is also─ part of you!!”
Suffering intensified Mujon’s heightened sensation. Adrenaline to endorphins. Battle thrill surges with heightened perception highlighting that critical instance.
“【Heavenly Demon Inferno Step】──!!”
With a leg raised, black energy coalesced, finally thrust into the earth.
Notified the [Skill] deployed was destroyed with backfiring mana, blood coughing as Mei’s head was wrenched back.
Handling her to tear off, rending and hurling the head across the ground.
Vivid torment felt.
Inspecting her reverted body below, Mei recognized her hands had darkened pitch-black.
[[Demonic Skill] [Demonic Aura] critically impacting body and mind!]
Her hands now disobeyed control.
[Idol’s Flesh] screamed incapable of restoration against invading, pervading demonic aura.
With her mind tormented as well by Wakamou’s intrusion, she gritted her teeth.
“Heh….damn it….excessive [Magic Skill] usage gnaws marrow, drives one mad. It wasn’t my desire to use it…. but if it’s to kill you, I have no choice!! Ugh…!”
Clink!
Overstrained arm snapped away from the shoulder, splintering with the sword clenched still grasped.
Scars spread over Mujon’s burnt body from fire inflicted by Mei, crimson eyes examined, spitting blackened blood.
Utilizing a staff for support, rising as [Magic Skill] seeped neck-deep, Mei contorted against the agony nearing frailty, retching bleak mana.
“Fuck…a real demon indeed….”
Almost losing mind to torture symptoms. Unbearably excruciating.
Exhaling harsh breaths to steady herself, Mei engaged [VTuber’s Breathing] to calm heart and mind.
Phwit─!
But a blade thrust through her chest.
Mei’s body was impaled chaotically by swords of experts including Xiao Liang.
It’s how he felt with betrayal? Witnessing it, Mujon ridiculed her.
“…..Behold, Idol..!! 【Demonic Absorption Blood Method魔羅翕血大法】!! Killed my disciples?! Their deaths were not in vain!! Merely to bestow upon me godlike power, emerged inherently for such!!”
Emergent atrocious energy engulfing Mujon entirely.
Not resembling undead but deeper than any necrotic magicks.
Mujon’s body began glimmering red, pulsing with vigor and vitality.
Merely upon the mentioned technique, it indicated even the children’s posthumous peace was denied.
Starting from his severed shoulder, bones, nerves winding, muscles enshrouded by skin, reanimated.
With violet, malevolent glare emanating from Mujon’s eyes, the [Soul Stealing Demon Sword] flew involuntarily into his grasp, its resonating battle cry mirroring a monstrous growl.
An eerie howl from the sword.
Darkening heavens preluded a rain of scarlet.
“The pinnacle of Blood Sky Demon Skill. Do you understand? Scaled beyond human boundaries, a climber attains power unimaginable…godlike!!”
He now seemed more like a demon rather than a human, turning crimson with scleras dyeing black.
“Farewell!! A bygone specter who led in an era without me needs returning to rightful existence!!!”
Listening to such nonsense, harboring [plant] growth within, resolution was impossible against the noxious [Demonic Aura] regardless of how much mana was energizing it, only death awaited.
No matter how much mana is infused, it ends up dying due to the persistent [Magi].
Even trying to create a [Mana Core] was futile as the mana scattered as if it were impossible.
The black Magi filled the [Idol’s Body] instead of mana, leaving a suffocating sensation.
From that state, a tremble was felt through the sword stuck in the chest.
There was no strength to turn my head, but maybe it wasn’t tearful.
In my heart, I wished to use [My Worlds] to send her to a safe place.
But since it was judged that the Climber went out with my skill instead of her own, we had no choice but to stay together.
Forcing her to kill her ancestor with her own hands, she must feel tortured.
“It’s okay, the Idol (VTuber) doesn’t die.”
“Ancestor…?”
“The Idol (VTuber) only dies when forgotten by the Believers (fans).”
Feeling okay while standing as Mei stood tall like Mount Tai, giving up on moving Wakamou. Stopped utilizing all the cameras and just focusing on [Idol’s Body] with all her mental power.
“Heavenly Devil Five Swords!!”
It was a plain downward slash.
Yet the pressure felt like the sky was falling, the weight as if a giant’s hand pressed down, and the Magi tore the body leaving one breathless.
Barely able to lift my head, raising the staff to scatter but under the influence of [Magi], the mana dispersed, unable to maintain form, collapsing.
The trajectory of the descending sword slowed, stopping completely as if time halted.
Magi collapses mana, necroses the body.
‘Did they have such a move hidden… there truly are all kinds of things…’
Experiencing martial arts-like Magi from novels in reality was unbearable due to the pain, making it hard to even move.
The body lived because it’s made of mana, if it had a heart, it would have died from shock long ago.
I couldn’t comprehend how manipulating something like life energy turns it this atrocious.
Wakamou as an 【Idol】 could never harness this power.
Then what should be done.
Engulfed in a darkness deeper than dark, facing a sword plunging down as if sentencing death, Mei.
The thought before death was of that VTuber’s concert yet to be seen.
Goods ordered but not yet received from VTubers.
When a fan dies, is it true that their graduated oshis come to greet them, as in the stories of heaven?
Light… heaven… faith….
What is faith, who is the pilgrim searching for it.
If the existence of god, whatever form, imparts the strength and will to live and love others.
One earnest enlightenment rising unconsciously from the soul, the VTuber I love is my faith and belief in my heart.
Twisting the mana resisting [Magi] with [Mana Manipulation], absorbing the magi and transforming form with recoil.
A Clipper leading wandering fans to happiness, eventually becoming the VTuber (Idol) to provide them joy and happiness.
I can do it!
If it’s me!!
Kiiiiiing──!!!
Rebelling against magi, the sword touching the shoulder sparks with strong rebound, repelling Mujon’s sword.
The enormous light radiating around Mei moves away the darkness, splitting the raining blood and black clouds.
The [Magi] washes down Mei’s body illuminated by the pouring sunlight.
The only one understanding the spectacle was [Mujon].
The light overflowing Mei Xiao Long Bao’s body…. that form of [Mana]!!
[[Mana Manipulation] skill adds [Mana Conversion]!]
[[Mana] can be converted to [Sacred]!]
“She, she became invincible!! His, her weakness is gone…. Maybe [Mana Burn] won’t affect her now.. immortal! Undying! No one can beat her!!! ──What have I done!?”
Mujon was in complete panic, panting in fear.
Mei Xiao Long Bao coiling [Sacred] like a coating around her whole body, blinking with a newly realized expression, then smiled.
“Should I wish Happy Birthday?”
Just before being cornered to death, if life energy [Qi] can become [Magi], wouldn’t it be possible to convert [Mana] to [Sacred]?
Experiencing the oppositional energy of martial arts’ magi, with [Mana Manipulation] inversely swapped like converting Idol’s flame to Idol’s frost, it was acquired.
There was no companion’s help. It was self-mastered.
While it had a fatal flaw of enormously consuming mana…
“I feel the highest HIGH ever!!!”
Mei saw blossoming flowers all over her body, hastily shaking her hand and unleashing Heavenly Devil Five Swords as he roughly scattered magi all around charging at Mei.
But without raising even the sword, condensing [Sacred] into her fist, enveloping with [Iron Αura], Mei struck the Earth Dagger with a hammering blow, igniting sparks in the space between sword and fist.
Collision of light and darkness.
Though both were propelled away with the recoil, it was Mujon who, dragging while skidding back, was thrown away.
Mei just stood feet planted on the ground staring at the retreating Mujon.
Coating her entire body with Sacred.
Plants borne of [Mana] spew life energy [Qi].
Three rapidly spinning [Mana Cores] substitute the role of triple tandem point.
Wooong wooong──!!
“Our deity, the Thi Ma Resurrection dream!! It won’t fall so easily!!”
Mujon threw his fist, intending to slice it apart with his sword, the descending Earth Dagger compelled fiercely, sending a forceless pulse rippling across the area.
Riding along the tip of the sword, it travels from Mei’s hands, resonating through her entire body like a vibration, pouring in untouched.
“Oshi Buru Haarto!!”
Wielding seven attributes by housing both the [Thunder] and [Ice] properties, amplifying increasing life force in spades.
“So super that it burns, Super-chat!!”
‘Vibration…?!’
The intensity was so intense it rattled the grip on his sword.
Coating herself in [Sacred] signified [Idol’s Body] wouldn’t fracture even under stress.
Encasing patiently to keep from collapsing externally while simultaneously maintaining form internally.
“Engrave it, VTuber’s Requiem!!!”
Every swift strike hammered the sword blade.
Following the succession, twice the attack struck with a quick acceleration.
Beyond, four successive hits amplified to sixteen impacts conveyed over.
Mujon realized Mei’s doing was [Boxing].
In delivering the highest number of hits with the fastest velocity for that singular moment, the pinnacle martial art!
Merging speed with punch techniques, rhythm adhered to breathing ensued in securing two unwaveringly planted legs on the ground, hammering a punch rush.
Following rhythms and tempos of countless VTubers’ original songs, punching the notes into Mujon─the musical instrument, with abandoned fervor!
“UBIUBI ORAYO PUNCH──!!!”
Fast─ fierce, brash, uncompromisingly slugging.
Even if the demonic sword slashed the body, dismissing it all, wildly swung his fist.
Even if Sacred split and fragmented, quickly patching with mana, battled like a berserker.
Casting intelligence aside, fueling with sheer grit and intensity, persistently drumming his fists.
Are you aware? There’s a VTuber─she was dubbed chick.
Daily, sang ‘Moment Heartbeat’ filled with gratitude 100 times till completing the 100th count, taking over 7 hours.
It was early during her debut six months.
Upon completing the practice, her vocals left the theatre.
Exclaimed as ‘Sound Penetration’, piercing through wherever, embracing the fortitude with striking vocals!!
“Oooooooo!”
Mei unyielding and relentless, delivering blasts targeting internal organs through shock waves despite the obstacles blocking her assault.
Even as Mujon’s sword cleaved half the neck, pierced the chest, skewered waist, severed thighs, or partly severed shoulders, no heed was paid.
Indeed─for any Climber, having vitals cleaved or pierced compelled retreat or certain death.
But─ enveloped in Sacred for bodily protection, maneuvering [Qi], embedding it with mana, this insane monster was….?
The match-up was the worst. Unless breaking and capitalizing on Sacred’s fissures held a fighting chance, but Mujon couldn’t employ [Magic].
─He couldn’t even use related items or consumables plotted out!! His subordinates couldn’t either.
“Yeah, Idol…!! Let’s settle this!!!!”
An eternal exchange of sword and fist unceasing.
While [Heavenly Demon Black Robe天魔黑衣] was shredded ragged, infusing magi─ casting [Garment of Iron] to massively lacerate Mei’s chest, triggering a recoil shooting Mujon backwards, he inhaled.
Breathing, exhales it.
And so too was Mei.
A silence rippled, upheld in stillness where only breaths exchanged─ until the masters surrounding them started coughing blood, staggering.
Casting [Idol’s Protection] on Xiao Liang to buffer, repelling [Magi] shooting towards her from Mujon, Mei stood between like a breakwater.
Though protected, she remained fine, but others weren’t so fortunate.
Absorbing.
100 masters’ complete lifeforce was being involuntarily absorbed!!
“【Descending Demon, Soul Stealing Dafa降魔奪魂大法】!! No retreat forward!! I’d rather perish in defeat than take you with me!! 100 masters’ ability!! Their lifeforce!!! Before my body succumbs to annihilation, I’ll kill you──!!!”
Truly, observing opened my eyes… maybe it’s all clear now.
‘Magi or whatever, overdosed with power and crossed a line.’
I didn’t know from the start but Mujon, as it stood, was just a monster devouring humans.
The expression ‘selfish human’ Liu Wei used couldn’t fit better.
This was strictly obscene. Not appropriate to display to Believers.
Grinning at Xiao Liang standing behind to say it’s okay, raising my clenched fist preparing a stance.
Haunting and looming─ being called [Apostle of the Chinese Tower] looking far from absurd, a scene realizing darkening ghastly and rising as the malignant spirits enveloped Mujon wholly.
Wielding his sword strongly and fearlessly, slashing the heavens held no overstated grandeur─ a 【Battle Role Legendary Class】show’s overwhelming majesty was there only for momentary admiration.
Right now it can be done.
Including [Climbers] and monsters, they possess [Mana]. ─They inherently craft it.
That now, I could, presently.
[Attributes]
Magic Power: 54,381
While performing the [VTuber’s Breath] and rejuvenating inhalation, plants within my body produced mana.
Mana creates life, life produces mana, mana forms an entire circulation of life.
[Attributes]
Magic Power: 96,742
Enclosing nature within [Idol’s Body] and warding Sacred to avert physical fractures.
Can’t accomplish as grand as the Saint’s demonstration. Just crafting it, that’s all.
But that sufficed.
[Attributes]
Magic Power: 153,472
Recovered, every breath quickly rekindled mana.
Employing three [Mana Cores] to generate further mana overloading.
“Uooo hooo!!!!”
Harnessing all the mana from [Divine Bird Luan], blowing it into Idol’s body.
Of course, an acceptable boon has to be sustained.
[Attributes]
Magic Power: 3,000,000+(1,892,543)
Overflowing.
Once the engine started geared up rapidly, operationally revved.
Creak─!
Fissures splitting along the cheeks, gold-hued Sacred flowed, mending them.
[Attributes]
Magic Power: 3,000,000+(7,542,712)
And finally exceeded the limits extensively.
“King Kai Fist─!!”
White hair shifted red, erupting a red aura.
Reaching something considered the utmost regal state of Wakamou Inarizushi absent elixir help, finally achieved alone.
Seemed ready for arms and legs to burst altogether, trembling, as the entire body bulged, trembling without restraint, yet rotating mana traded to [Sacred] enforcing Idol’s Body, holding on sheerly as Mei launched off the ground.
The grand spirit of Idol’s first strike and descending Demon General confronting─ clashing blowback sweeping skyward emitting shrill screams despite vibrations reverberating, shimmering skirts waved wildly.
“What’s that form!!!”
Descending like a dark robe, chi like long-robed evil spirits, repelling while Sacred subdues the encroaching magi, Mei relocks with Mujon.
Every strike rumbled with reverberations of impact shaking nearby buildings crumbling, splitting the earth.
The demonic sword beset fully with magi screeched a ghastly cry, but unfazed continued hammering a strike.
Mei blocked out her surroundings, wearing headphones blaring favorite VTuber songplay list to amplify rhythm, and only embraced it, pounding in tune.
No particular skills or anything else.
Where heart directed, naturally, driven following power trending, an instinct aiming marked spot, firing an ultimate strike entirely fully throated.
Bam! Bam!
The intersecting sword and fist stroke opened cracks overhead, splitting ground alike.
From the cliff downturn, pinging a sword on the wall for narrow support, Xiao Liang could do nothing but mesmerize that scene blankly.
Bathed in cascading blood rain, bearing light, the Idol’s barrage tear through Mujon who reared back with magi bounding him.
Despite full-force slamming, the sword blade remained entirely unharmed, repeatedly drawing ire empathizing with evil sword’s eerie gleam.
“[Instant Death(心卽殺)]!”
A lone, crimson hell-hearted physicality, borne of resentment and hatred, bared clear light.
Purely determined to kill Mei Xiao Long Bao, embodying Mujon’s gathering will, the Killing Deity Sword carved fiercely at her waist deeply.
Fooossshhhaaak!!!
Gushing warmed red mana expelled forcefully.
Appeared hemorrhaging great amount of blood, actually emitting mana compressed from the body unleashing as a water jet.
Releasing impact strained enough to breach the armor cladding the Mujon, while recovering [Sacred] constrains the wound, diving heightened planted a punch in the jaw.
“Power is true justice! Raving strongmen patriarchy aside!!!”
Unbeknownst to weariness. Breathing not catching against.
Enduring mental assault, pain alone─ VTuber’s love possessed healing prowess.
However to counterpart─ absorbing monstrous thorned stat, meeting opposing mass steadily endured discretion.
Continuously keep pummeling till they’re beat up, thrashed swallowed up beaten till pleading.
Bam!!
“If the strong define everything!!”
Crushing, standing on a trampled chest, Mei’s glaring blazes with malevolent bloody light towering above decending Mujon.
“I shall decide──!!”
“Ughhhhh!!”
Aiming at Mei’s ankle Mujon thrust his sword, twisting it biting down, savoring insole feeling seared while she struck his face full-force.
Crack!
Solidifying apace. Unnumbed, despite stinging fists, Mei didn’t bother.
Overflowing strength leaving Mujon unable controlled was the situation. If adapting continuance counted, realization might commence shoring looming expectation.
No need spiraling further.
“Doubling a VTuber by 100 times? Is this math sense right!? 3 million power!! Surpassing ultra plus with VTuber’s love support!!”
“This idiot…?”
Raising hand high, descending lightning seized Mei’s hand.
Once formed, a [Extended Staff], revealing Idol’s partial figures exerting whole-body ejection propelled to Mujon’s head, launching Mei spinning stalling the [Demonic Sword](), by using sword block.
“That sword, don’t you dare drop it?”
Utterly nerve-wracking warning foretold incoming unfortunite omen.
Tried rebounding with sword but apparently overwhelmed forceful resistance, to chest’s contact.
Rather it wasn’t compulsion overwhelmed.
“Feel the─ infernally [5,250万] strength of─ Believers!!!”
Raiding the [Weight of Faith], Mei enshrouded the staff’s enclosing [Sacred], infusing mana inside.
“Extend──!!!”
“Ooooooooo!!!”
Neither overturned nor evaded.
Applying strong constriction latching Mujon completely with the [Object Interfacing] ability while staff elongated Mei lengthening the shaft empowered by [Weight of Faith] casting it uponleashed effort lashing a kick to the pole in rage towards the ascent.
Kkkkdrrrrrrtcrack!!!!
Beyond excessive, burdensome weight causes encroaching fissures throughout the staff and Mei, unconcerned.
Spitting reverse flowing mana like blood, persistently extending the staff undeterred despite that.
“Ancestor!!”
Urgently hollered yet Mei plummeted along with the falling pole below the precipice.
Kuuung─
Imposed deeply regarding sound echoed rebound.
Then muted far away sounds.
Thump.
Reheard.
….thump..
Resounding further…
Gradually resounding distance trailing sound…. Xiao Liang had no means of discerning, commenced climbing the cliff.
Committed to scaling before the tiers collapsed.
“[Idol’s Flame]!!!!”
Accelerated propelling igniting with explosive flames shouldering Mei hastening downwards.
More–– Utilizing all mana boosting maximum output to escalate limits further!!
[[Idol’s Inferno] skill acquired!]
[Idol’s Inferno]
-Consumes own mana to ignite immense flames.
“20 Times King Kai Fist!! [Idol’s Inferno]!!!”
Unfurled grand wings like phoenix, spectacularly flared dancing flames tail.
Zones of emitted intensive flames mutate with replacement of colors eventually turn pure white─
While surrounding scene refracted through supports, overlooking separation accelerating as vertical display, continually brandished vigorously upon seizing earth battered pole.
Thump─ Thump─ Thump─!!
Smash and crashed.
Will persist breaking till breaking point inevitably reached!!
“What’s going on?”
Uncertain what happened but Liu Ying and Liu Wei, finding escape in observing tumultuously quaking Szechuan 100-floor Tower alongside [Dark Society] boss.
From upper, fissures emerged in the tower encasing.
Likely it was more pronounced each passing second.
Somehow feeling appealled to withstand, the tower calling out its grief, buckling like bending anguish.
Kukukukung──
“The Tower’s collapsing!!!”
Evidently reminiscent experienced Liu Ying shouted panic-stricken. Liu Wei immediately embraced Liu Ying hoping lead essential retreat for organization members including [Dark Society] intending initially seeking refuge at best of times before…
Flashhhhhh!!!
Exploding skyward penetrating fragmented severed shrieking tower shell likewise flung Mujon across the sky in evasion flight.
“….Yao Fang?”
Who further mounted astride pursuing rotating backward on staff airborne Mujon paled grimaced, earning Mei mêlée rendered visible eyes with arms positioned behind.
Bootlever mounted staff, soaring, monstrous-faced Mei wrenched Mujon’s clasped backward on twisted pliant wrist, avoiding plunge whilst remorselessly thumping staff embedded Kigali towards open tower core denominated gaped backdrop.
Lending ineffective arm shattered remnant.
Sword bent till it fractured was rendered inoperably broken.
Foot locking allowing unescape latch Mujon’s legs joint while Mei stamped down satually until Mujon spat blood.
“VTuber Inferno!!!”
Boom─!!
Ramming Mujon’s head through upper tower waist sealing solidity accrued ruptures simultaneously slumping top tiers crashed flipped driving impact to ground.
“Arg, urgh…”
“Strongness from the equivalent 100 people’s amount? Subscribers to all these VTuber haven comprise multiple severalfold amounts easily”
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