I have given up on the battle mode just now and transformed and fixed the magic barrier into two swords. I concentrated all my strength to make the two swords tough enough, because I cannot create a sword that can be created by relying solely on my material simulation.

It is a weapon that can withstand her slashes very well. Only the refined magical defense wall has the evolutionary potential to give it a physical body that transcends the material in the world; and by further compressing it to form two weapons, only now can it have

You can compete with her.

Then, driven by my full strength, time seemed to slow down dozens of times in an instant, up to hundreds of times.

The dust seems to never fall, spinning in the air, reflecting the shimmering light; the blood flowing down the walls is like squirming jelly, as if it is undulating and shaking, but in fact it is flowing; the flames are like overlapping in mid-air.

Like orange-red gauze.

Making one's subjective time slow down enough may seem like a great skill, but in fact, any practitioner of comparable strength can use it. Everyone knows the benefits of this skill. After all, it allows you to gain sufficient predictions.

With time and mental preparation, it is easier to discover the opponent's flaws and determine the outcome. It's the same for me now, but I use more power than usual. But there is one thing you must know when using this technique.

Is it possible for the body to behave like a normal person in this subjective time?

Of course, I am not an ordinary person now. As I did just now, the four deformed tentacles that strengthen the physical and magical defenses are enough for me to swing more than 200 slashes in one second.

However, facing her, this was totally not enough.

The opponent can swing a thousand slashes in one second with a single sword. Even her current appearance looks really bad. It is strange that she used that kind of magic when she was poisoned. It is not beyond the body's load.

; Her face was as pale as paper, and blood was flowing from all her orifices. But even so, I am sure that in this last little time, she will use the maximum sword speed regardless of the heavier load.

In order to confront her head-on, in addition to the corresponding weapons, I also had to come up with special skills that could push me to the bottom of the box.

Time is running out. I also felt it from just now. Someone is advancing here and is already attacking the last layer of flesh wall. When a third party enters this ventricle, it is what she calls the time limit. Although it is not clear

What the third visitor is here to do, but it is no longer important at this moment. Our eyes can only accommodate the other person and his figure, and everything else will be left to the end.

In order not to waste even a single nanosecond, our will to attack is unwavering.

As soon as I made contact, I already knew that even if her body was overloaded, she would no longer slow down her sword speed like before, but would actually make a thousand blades in one second. No, the sword she swung was even faster and more powerful.

It's accurate.

However, after we exchanged dozens of swords, there was a loud bang, and my swing speed exceeded the speed of sound. She finally choked slightly. Seizing this moment, the sword in my left hand blocked her sword, and my right hand blocked her sword.

At the same time, I thrust the sword straight at her face. She frowned and turned her head away. My sword blade only scraped off a few of his hairs and was deflected by her defensive sword.

Of course she would be surprised, because in the previous battle, even if I used 6 swords to attack at the same time, I could only reach one-fifth of her sword speed. But now I have almost reached the same sword speed as hers, and

She still competed with him in swordsmanship quite accurately. It would be strange if she wasn't surprised.

Of course, this is what I call the unique skill of keeping the bottom of the box, and it is also the source of my title of "Puppet".

Magic Puppetry, this is the skill closest to "magic" that I can use, my original ability; and the puppet that puppetry refers to is none other than myself, which is added to myself through the instantaneous magic compilation drive and has no effect.

Execute it with reservation, this is my fuck puppet.

When I first developed this technique, I gained a complete understanding of my body through numerous battles and knowledge. Through continuous practice, I allowed the magic power to transform into multi-directional kinetic energy to drive the body effectively, accurately, and quickly, and at the same time change the subjective time.

Slow down, sense the load on the body, and compile the corresponding instantaneous reinforcement in the same action, as well as make optimized subtle changes to make it more lethal, higher utilization and have the endurance to cope with non-stop battles.

to create my unique fighting skills step by step; then continue to fight, continue to test, and then improve.

After all, when I was on the front line, the most indispensable thing was fighting. My skills were constantly honed on the battlefield. Gradually, this skill became more and more proficient. Subtly, my use of magic power has also completely adapted to this.

Skills and even magic power still responded to me. During my battle, magic power also gave me a sense of déjà vu, allowing me to perfectly use untrained movements on the spot, as if they were my innate ability.

My skills are average, but of course this makes my skills even better.

At the same time, because of the accuracy and compilability brought by puppet manipulation, in order to expand my fighting style, I also began to explore and simulate experiments on precision instruments and complex compounds, and finally obtained the title of "Universal Doll"

this title.

Through precise control of the battle situation, choose the most efficient tactical means, do not stick to any fighting method, and let the opponent be controlled like a puppet on your own stage; at the same time, use your own spirit to make your body like the most precise human being

Compilation and manipulation are the same as puppets. These are the two main points why I am called a puppet.

However, this still couldn't defeat her in front of her.

I completely ignored my body's endurance and ran the "Puppet Operator" to a point that exceeded my body's load. I could probably swing about ten swords with all my strength in one second of somatosensory time. But if converted into standard seconds, that would be a speed multiplied by a hundred times;

Every sword swing in extremely slow subjective time, no, even every inch of movement, the resistance, reaction force, and consumption are all clearly reflected. My body keeps telling me that every time I move, the resistance, reaction force, and consumption are clearly reflected.

What I did in one millisecond was completely beyond the limits of my body. Now I was just relying on the enforcement power of the "puppet" to carry out an almost crazy counterattack.

Although I have never experienced overloaded battles, this is the first time that my body has been overclocked and used in direct close combat.

However, the opponent was still injured and limited his output. The Thousand Blades in his normal posture could stop me from making any progress.

This is the difference between those who have truly acquired "magic" and slightly stronger mortals.

Yes, although my "puppet" allows me to have the power to fight with her, in the final analysis, my puppet is just a combination of power addition, strengthening, and magic compilation. It cannot reach the level of magic to create miracles.

However, she is different. Thousand Blades are just like her inherent skills, and they can achieve that speed and accuracy without any reason.

Although other people's magic power cannot be used, magical girls who are both can sense each other's magic power fluctuations. However, the magic power fluctuations when she swings the sword are completely unclear, and there is nothing like mine.

By precisely using the magic power in her body, just by swinging the sword, the magic power creates a black box-like magic operation mode for her to achieve this goal. It is completely different from my simulated Thousand Blades. It is obviously incredibly fast and surpasses

Although she reached the speed of sound, she never broke the sound barrier when she swung her sword. This is a power that truly transcends reality.

Magic power can not only simulate material energy, but can also be vaguely transformed into conceptual things. Some people say this is giving orders to magic power, while others say it is making wishes to magic power. However, these are all too vague and ambiguous. I understand my "fuck"

"I" has the potential to evolve into "magic", but I can't even imagine the changes that will occur after it is magically transformed.

Therefore, I can't win, even if the opponent gives in, even if the opponent is injured, even if I fight beyond the limit of my body.

...But, I will not lose. Because in this world, for frontline soldiers, losing means the end of everything. When I am on the frontline, I often have to face an overwhelming alien army, with no surrender, no retreat, and no prisoners.

, so even if you know you are outmatched, you cannot lose. If you cannot retreat, you can only keep fighting until rescue comes. Once you lose once, there will be no next time.

Even though I came to this city and enjoyed peace for about three months, this will to fight has already been deeply rooted in my bones. So what if it exceeds the physical load? What if I know I am losing? All I can do now is not to let it go.

I am afraid of losing even once.

Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword again, until the end.

The sword wind messed up the dust in the air again and again, and the surface of the fleshy road we walked on during the fight was cut into bloody pieces by the aftermath of the sword blade. However, the blood that spilled out was cut into pieces again before it fell.

It shatters into pieces and scatters in mid-air in an extremely slow time, unable to fall down, thus forming a wide path of blood mist.

I originally thought I could complete these three seconds in optimal condition, but my body's screams came earlier than expected. Two seconds had passed in the standard time, and the flesh wall on one side of my ventricle had also been melted.

But I was no longer able to pay attention to these. Even under the coercive force of the "puppet operator", my arms began to become dull, and the sword also lost its smoothness. This made me instantly suppressed, leaving me with nothing but

Concentrate your strength on resistance.

But the opponent's condition was obviously not that good either. After another 0.3 seconds passed in the standard time, our offensive began to be even again.

In the last 0.5 seconds, it is now a duel of willpower, and it is time to decide the victory when using the killing blow. Otherwise, if this continues, the winner will not be determined. Although I know that she will not use just now

The great magic that cuts space, but that doesn't mean that she doesn't have other means.

Of course, I also calculated the opportunity to deliver the decisive blow.

After crossing swords 300 times, I pressed her again, causing her to become slightly stiff. However, in such a high-speed competition, any flaw would be magnified and turn into the key to turning the tide of the battle.

The moment she was stiff, I slashed her with both blades up and down. She only had time to deflect one sword, and at the same time she chose to retreat, just as I expected, and my other sword followed the original direction.

The trajectory will definitely be missed, but my purpose is not to hit her.

As I swung the sword, the tip of the sword was aimed right at her thigh. Now, I issued commands one by one, the tip of the sword flashed, and then it was launched. This is the decisive battle method I have always hidden. Although it is just a sneak attack,

As long as the opponent's ability to move is taken away, the victory or defeat will be over.

But her wishful thinking was a good one, and her miscalculation of the opponent was also the beginning of her defeat. Her sword, which was originally impossible to defend, stabbed down at a strange speed, knocking down my sneak attack blade without any suspense.

But this unexpected blow made her feel uncomfortable. Suddenly, the power of the monster's blow was out of balance, and half of her sword had already sunk into the ground.

Although my attack was not successful, the great opportunity in front of me made me no longer hide my methods. My other sword was ready. As I swung it towards her, it spread out and turned into a whip blade.

, and chopped it down towards her head.

Unfortunately, she quickly drew her sword again and used the thick sword body to block my whip blow, but the impact still sent her flying backwards.

Of course, there was no way I could stop my attack. During my pursuit, the whip blade kept falling, leaving her feet off the ground for a moment and she could only resist it repeatedly.

In 0.1 seconds, she still didn't land, because there was no need at all. Flying, a skill that every magical girl knows, can gain focus even in the air.

It seems that I misjudged the opponent's adaptability in high-speed combat, but the whip blade cannot be retracted. When the weapon becomes longer, the swing speed will also slow down. And she is taking advantage of this, so the whip blade

The blade was wrapped around her blade, and as she pulled harder, this time it was my turn to fly towards her.

Because the weapons formed by the magic defense wall are one piece and cannot be thrown away, this time it was really a mistake.

And the other party didn't intend to sit back and wait. After all, I'm not a rabbit. She couldn't miss any opportunity in the duel. As soon as she landed, she swung her sword and accelerated towards me.

The two figures passed each other, and only a series of symphonic sounds of golden strikes were heard, and then I fell to the ground quickly.

I immediately used "puppet manipulation" to forcibly adjust my whole body in order to land in the most perfect posture, ready for further attacks.

However, the moment my feet touched the ground, the ground showed criss-crossing blood marks. The fleshy ground, which could not maintain its weight, turned into pieces of flesh and began to sink. Then my body's center of gravity collapsed instantly.

It turns out that she had set a trap just now when she was swinging her sword on the ground.

Although you can recover the fastest through the forced adjustment of "puppet manipulation", but...

The opponent was already behind me, and the sword blade was already slashing towards my neck.

But at this moment, I smiled helplessly.

I didn't look back. When I regained my center of gravity, it was too late for my sword to return to defense, so I would not do anything in vain.

I can only continue to swing my sword towards my back, at a place called a blind spot that normal people's joints cannot reach.

But I don't have this restriction. My arms are like the arms of a doll, easily turning to places that normal people's joint limitations cannot twist, and my sword is also pointed directly at her throat.

"That's it."

A male voice suddenly sounded, and time was pulled back to the normal flow rate.

Our swords were pressed against each other's throats, and we didn't move forward.

Then we took a deep breath and put away our swords.

——The duel ends——
Chapter completed!