Fist of Imagination

Li Zhixian's arm sunk deeply into the head of the white antelope from her eye socket. She pulled out her fist, and her entire sleeve was torn into pieces by the antelope's hard bones and flesh. Her exposed arm was covered in blood, and several deep wounds that could be seen to the bone exuded a dark aura.

The red-haired magical girl was still furious. She jumped up and kicked the antelope's abdomen. The barrier shook like an earthquake, and the white antelope, which was as heavy as a hill, was kicked by her and rolled more than ten meters away.

The white antelope, lying on the ground with its four hooves facing the sky, twitched like an epilepsy. Countless cracks like stone cracks appeared on the surface of the four pale hooves. The huge hooves scattered into four piles of gravel, rolling down and moving to both sides of the antelope's back.

The white antelope grew four hooves on its back. Qucuo's half-broken skeleton face struggled hard and turned the antelope's head over.

The monster made of rocks and stones had its belly facing upwards, its horns pointed forwards, and dust billowing from its hooves. It attacked Buchi Benma again.

The human expression on Qucuo's bone face had completely disappeared. All she could see was the priest's bones and blood of the little girl.

Yu Peihuan held Buchi Benma in her arms, took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, and patted the little girl's back and said,

"Don't be afraid. Since the sisters are here, they will definitely rescue you."

Li Zhixian raised her hands and gathered the messy long hair that was blocking her eyes and a little troublesome to the back of her head. She tore it off from where she was holding it and threw it on the ground.

She shook her short hair that only reached her ears, and the red spark-like hair fell around in the dark.

The wind suddenly rose, and the sparks were scattered.

Li Zhixian jumped into the air with the power of her feet alone, and kicked her right leg backwards, stepping out a large white wave of air.

With the recoil force of stepping on the air, Li Zhixian punched the top of the head of the white antelope, which was nearly one floor tall, and stopped its charge with a punch of extremely domineering brute force, and also cracked its skull.

The white antelope's four hooves softened and it fell to the ground. Its huge head was hit by the fist and stuck to the ground, and a large mouthful of mud was bitten into its mouth.

Li Zhixian held the roots of the two horns, and her iron-hoop-like ten fingers grasped the surface of the pair of rock horns, and the pale white stone powder slid down.

She raised the antelope's head, and her charcoal-like pupils looked at Qucuo's face for a moment, and then she hit it directly with her head.

Boom!

The thunder-like impact shook the entire barrier, and Yu Peihuan quickly covered Buchi Benma's ears, but the little girl was still frightened by the earth-shaking sound and her legs softened.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Li Zhixian held the horns of the white antelope and pulled them upwards, repeatedly hitting the bone face on the forehead of the antelope with his head.

Qucuo's face was filled with horror, and the huge antelope kicked its four legs like a rabbit with its ears twisted, but it could not escape Li Zhixian's control.

The brute force of the headbutt was getting stronger and stronger, and more and more cracks appeared on Qucuo's bone face.

At first, Qucuo could still try to repair it, but when Li Zhixian pulled off the head of the white antelope and hit it wildly in his hand, the crescent-shaped mouth of the bone face could only scream in despair.

"You can't kill me! You can't kill me!"

Danba Duoji covered the wound on his chest and walked to Li Zhixian with difficulty, saying:

"You can't kill her. She has merged with Muya's soul. Killing her will reduce Muya's future luck."

"Future luck?"

Li Zhixian stopped hitting and sneered contemptuously.

"Muya's future is here, here and here!"

She turned around and pointed at Dawa Tsering, Buchi Benma and the still crying child, then held the bone-faced bull head in her hand in front of Danba Doji:

"Not in this kind of garbage that should have died long ago!"

Li Zhixian smashed the white bone face that was on the verge of breaking with a punch, and Qucuo's soul and the hill antelope as a carrier collapsed after a wail.

Li Zhixian patted the dust on his palm, reached out to recall the axe gun thrown far away, and used the magic power that had just recovered a little to turn into a cannon to blow up the dark barrier without anyone in charge.

The deep vortex in Dam Village began to rotate in the opposite direction. Not long after, the half-collapsed three-story blockhouse and Li Zhixian, Yu Peihuan and others returned to the present world.

Outside the Dam Village, there were strange noises coming from the low hill that Danba Doji had looked at. Flocks of birds like black dots flew hurriedly into the sky, and all kinds of wild animals fled the forest as if something was chasing them from behind.

Not long after, all the trees in the forest withered and died, and bottomless cracks appeared on the surface of the hill.

The gods worshipped by the Muya people sensed something, and strange figures with various colors of spiritual light appeared on the roofs, stoves, and thresholds of several nearby villages. Some were as high as buildings, and some were as small as dolls, with animal heads and human bodies, and strange shapes.

They all looked at the dead hill at the same time, and sang an ancient and low elegy in the dark night.

Two magic circles the size of sand grains lit up on Yu Peihuan's fingertips. She raised her hand and threw two grains of light sand into the eyes of Buchi Benma and the crying child, letting them fall asleep.

Li Zhixian put on his headphones and gave half to Yu Peihuan. The headphones were filled with an exciting electric guitar prelude.

The two sat side by side and looked at the night sky. A dozen meteors were approaching. They were the flight paths of the Brazilian reinforcements.

Li Zhixian began to hum along with the music in his headphones, but Yu Peihuan still lowered his eyebrows.

"What's wrong? Because Duojie Huamao and other victims are unhappy?"

"A little bit." Yu Peihuan sighed and said:

"Evil gods, monsters, curses... these things are ultimately man-made disasters. We have learned a lot of magic and completed many tasks, but it seems that many problems have not been solved.

When I was a child, I thought magic was omnipotent. After receiving magic education and becoming a magical girl, I realized that there are many things that magic can't do."

"What can I do? I will fight every time I see it. Isn't it the same for the Evil Disaster Bureau for so many years?"

"It has always been like this, but it may not be right.

Zhixian, I want to go to a higher place. Maybe standing higher and seeing farther can do things that magic alone can't do.

Are you willing to accompany me?"

"Okay, although I don't quite understand what you are talking about."

Li Zhixian stretched lazily.

"Well... please lend me some money, I've almost spent all my salary this month."

"What are you doing, are you short of money to buy wine again?"

"No, I feel that I'm sad just because I don't have money to buy wine, and those children who don't have money to eat and study must be even sadder.

I used to know that many people were living a hard life, but this is the first time I've seen it with my own eyes...

I want to donate a little to the Muhua project, and I'll pay you back when the bonus for this mission is issued, okay?"

"No."

"Wow! Yu Peihuan, why are you like this, you are ruthless, cruel, and unreasonable!"