Letting the marriage contract document slap against her face, Shion's golden pupils unusually flashed with pain.

Breathing slightly heavily, she gripped her own marriage certificate tightly. Her knuckles turned white.

The lines... she mixed up all the lines!

What she said was supposed to be my lines!

Although she still maintained an unchanged expression, Shion's tail was already wagging so fast it nearly turned into an electric fan.

Six Leaf even moved close to the stage, calling out "Ah ah ah" at the electric fan-like dragon tail, her voice chopped into fine pieces by the motion, turning into lively, amusing tremolos.

An Shiyu watching nearby couldn't help but relax a bit.

Yet she was immediately pulled back by Four Leaf grabbing her ear.

This time, among the true-transmission disciples, only Shuangye had come. Actually, according to past rules, when the Sect Master personally took action, true-transmission disciples weren't needed to intervene.

But this time, for the Sect Master's grand divorce undertaking, Shuangye had been specially dispatched by Bingtang to assist.

And now, at this critical moment, the Sect Master had messed up her lines...

Standing on the stage, Shion's super brain was racing at top speed.

As an excellent performer, she needed to display the veteran artist's unique composure in the face of unexpected situations.

Performance accidents were perfectly normal.

And in film history, there were countless classics born from performance accidents—like in The Graduate where the director forgot to call cut, so the male and female leads sat there looking bewildered, which was interpreted as representing a generation's confusion, helplessness, and sorrow...

Or in The Dark Knight where the Joker pressed the button to blow up the hospital, but the bomb malfunctioned halfway through, then suddenly exploded again, startling the Joker into a flinch, adding more layers to what would have been an ordinary performance.

These were all things she'd read in entertainment industry director-themed novels. Although the novel she read was poorly written at the beginning, it still gave Shion quite a bit of inspiration, helping her understand some film and performance knowledge, laying the foundation for her acting method.

The later parts about gradually accumulating incense and wish power through filming to successfully cultivate immortality weren't bad either—she could give it a passing grade...

Picking up the marriage contract that had slapped her face, time seemed to slow under her super brain's rapid calculations. The Prince who had thrown the marriage contract hadn't even had time to withdraw her hand yet.

"You... dare to divorce me?"

Adapting to the mistake—this was the Great Dao of filming.

Completion was more important than perfection!

Hearing Shion say this, the Prince's emotions stalled for a moment, feeling somewhat bewildered.

She raised her head to look at Shion. The purple-haired girl's expression remained cold and detached. Apart from her tail wagging as if about to fly off, no anger or dissatisfaction could be seen.

A faint trace of confusion and a tiny, hopeful thought that perhaps the other party cared about the wedding after all quietly emerged from within her body.

Only to be swiftly strangled by her own hand.

She needed to sever all emotional ties here, seal her heart and lock away love.

To strive only for the Mirror Kingdom, and for conquering the world!

"Divorced, so be it. From now on, we are mortal enemies. Shion, one day I will return today's humiliation a hundredfold!"

Shion patted herself down. Although she didn't have Qi Gathering Powder, she still had extra Grain Abstention Pills in hand.

She threw one to the other party. "Since you've already annulled the marriage, I'll give you this Grain Abstention Pill. Three days from now—"

But the Prince fiercely flung it to the ground, stomped on it, and twisted her foot!

"I don't need your charity, Shion. Let me give you one final gift!"

Faintly, the Heart Image Remnant began to roar!

The surrounding environment rapidly began to change—walls, glass, tables, chairs, the stage—all burst into flames.

An Shiyu immediately stood up, but as she looked around, she found that none of the Azure Cloud Sect disciples showed any fear.

Everyone simply released their mana. Those multicolored streams of magical energy continuously surged toward Shion.

Not a single Azure Cloud disciple was afraid, nor did anyone want to resist.

This time, neither An Shiyu nor Mùjǐn made a fuss or worriedly reminded everyone to be careful.

They just like everyone else, turned their gaze toward Shion at the very center of the stage.

Those two round, pitch-black dragon horns, like receivers, drew all the magical energy into them.

Layer upon layer of dazzling light flickered, turning the dragon horns into rainbow-colored light bulbs.

Extremely flashy and extravagant.

The next second, the Prince's body began to disintegrate. Having never come in her true form from the start, only borrowing an Alice body, the Prince now completely released all the dregs' polluted magic and authority within her!

The Heart Image Remnant originally controlled by the golden curse gradually reshaped itself within the burning flames into a massive Disaster Beast,

devouring the Prince's dregs. All remaining Alices simultaneously paralyzed and broke down, pouring all their power into this Disaster Beast!

Everyone present now became talent resources within the Disaster Beast's belly!

"It's already... approaching S-rank!"

Mùjǐn inside An Shiyu's body gasped in shock. "The Mirror Kingdom's technology can actually achieve this level?"

It even broke free from the golden curse's effect, continuously expanding, growing larger, its form gradually swelling, squeezing outward toward the spatial turbulence!

Yet Dragon Lord Shion simply reached up and gently tapped her own dragon horn.

Between the dragon horns, an unstable mass of magical light rapidly gathered!

No extra operations. As the foundation for all Magical Girls, every transformed Magical Girl instinctively knew how to use mana condensation—an ability as natural to Magical Girls as breathing.

But for Mùjǐn, seeing such a mass of magical energy formed from so many different types of mana was truly a first.

Even for Shion, when so many varied and conflicting types of mana gathered, instability arose immediately...

Wait.

Mùjǐn suddenly realized the problem. It wasn't just the mixture of multiple mana types causing instability.

It was that Shion's own mana control—even for single mana types—was deliberately maintained in an unstable state.

Realizing this, Mùjǐn felt a chill.

From the beginning, she knew Shion's mana control had reached an unbelievable level—able to safely and completely separate two worlds that were 99% fused, relying on her microscopic control of mana.

But deliberately keeping each type of mana in an unstable state, and in this imbalanced condition, forcing the mana to fuse!

Even stable mana would cause rejection and explosions from collisions. Yet Shion was fusing two or more types of unstable mana, while continuously maintaining the composite mana mass in this delicate state of imbalance.

Continuously, without allowing it to explode, yet not letting it calm down and reduce its power.

Thus, a mana cannon that constantly twisted, expanded, deformed, and misaligned slowly formed within Shion's dragon horns.

The finger touching the dragon horn slightly curled, then.

Shion gently flicked her own dragon horn.

A crisp sound like a fuse burning. The unstable rainbow-colored mass within the dragon horn began to blossom open at a terrifying speed!

That was... 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

The most universal attack magic any Magical Girl could use, requiring no practice to master naturally, as ordinary as sleeping and eating—

Annihilation Light Cannon!

Dazzling auroras instantly flooded the world. Everyone lost their vision and consciousness!

"Wasn't the wedding supposed to be around here?"

"Why can't we find it?"

"Damn, are you fucking directionally challenged? Can you read a map?"

"Ahhh, Simo Tu-sama!"

Inside the van, Xilan screamed with a headache, the surrounding useless members' shouts deafening her.

"The Saint Hall!" she forcibly interrupted everyone's noise, just viciously demanding, "Weren't we supposed to hire the Saint Hall to charge into the wedding together and snatch Simo Tu-sama away! Where are the Saint Hall people? Was the money wasted for nothing!"

"Surely the Saint Hall didn't get lost too?" Yun Ke rubbed her temples, glancing at Xilan in the front passenger seat. "What do we do now? Which way should we go?"

"A bunch of useless trash! Simo Tu-sama spent so much money just to raise a bunch of freeloaders!" Xilan gnashed her teeth hatefully, looking at the map in her hand, then raising her head to glance at South China's sky. "South China is supposed to be your territory, yet you can't even find a place!"

"Hah, if you're so capable, you do it. What do you think you are? Just a dog who followed Simo Tu around a bit earlier..."

"You who aren't even worth a dog dare to criticize me? What are you then!"

The argument between the two Complete Witches gradually silenced the other voices in the van, leaving only the two girls' loud voices that nearly deafened everyone.

Old Driver could only helplessly press the horn. "Alright, alright. Do we keep looking or go back? The Saint Hall still hasn't sent any news..."

"Shut up! Who do you think you are?"

"You have no right to speak here!"

Faced with the two Complete Witches' suppression, Old Driver just sneered. "I'm the Witch Association President!"

This time, not just the two Complete Witches, but even the other Witch Association members in the back burst into laughter.

Old Driver stiffened his neck. "Laugh, keep laughing. You'll know you're wrong after we get to headquarters!"

Xilan patted Old Driver's face, about to mock him.

The ground suddenly shook. The van began swaying in the massive tremor, sliding off the road!

Old Driver, looking shocked, desperately stomped on the brakes. Everyone looked outside.

A terrifying mana cannon had broken through space, shooting straight into the sky!

When it exploded in the air, it looked like a rainbow-colored neon light, flashing with multicolored auroras.

As it scattered, it resembled a rotating disco ball sprinkling diamond-like light spots on everyone's faces, brightening and dimming.

The entire world under this enormous rainbow mana cannon transformed into a dazzling, boiling dance hall, filled with screams and clamor, like a chaotic dance floor under heavy bass.

Then, a silence like a nighttime cemetery.

Inside the van, not a sound could be heard. Even breathing was suppressed to the minimum, as if afraid that taking one extra breath would draw the mana cannon's targeting.

When they finally recovered slightly from the fear and shock, Xilan and Yun Ke—who had clung to each other in terror—exchanged a look.

Then immediately pushed each other away in disgust.

Without anyone speaking, everyone's reaction quickly reached consensus.

Old Driver turned the steering wheel and slammed on the accelerator.

"Go, go, go!"

"If I can't defeat you, what kind of World King am I?"

"You don't need to come find me. I'll come back for you, Shion."

"I'll make you regret deceiving me!"

The voice drowned in the mana cannon echoed in her mind.

Sitting up abruptly from the medical pod, the Prince rubbed her forehead.

The sensation of death still made her brain tremble, yet it couldn't truly penetrate her body.

The feeling that made her body lose strength, her blood turn cold, even her bones and flesh seeming to dissolve—

Flowed from her perfectly intact heart.

Like dense needle points surging through her blood vessels, making every part of her body, every internal organ, transmit an intense pain that made it hard to breathe, that made her want to vomit.

Sitting in the medical pod, she stared blankly ahead.

Her mind was completely blank. The pain made it difficult to think for a moment.

She didn't know how long passed—perhaps a second, perhaps an hour.

Then, she suddenly muttered to herself.

"All... within expectations."

Using a fake body to draw out Shion's exposure, the Heart Image Remnant disguised as the palace, the final Disaster Beast self-destruction—

The only slight surprise was Alice Yueji's failure...

Perhaps not really a surprise either.

The complete defeat in their confrontation made quite a bit of frustration and unwillingness surge in her heart, but these emotions only flashed by.

Calming down, all plans were proceeding as usual.

No need for anxiety or disappointment. Everything was within expectations.

Next, just continue acting according to the plan until... success.

Struggling to climb out of the medical pod, wet traces splashed from the pod's interior. The floor paved with luxurious stone was stained. She staggered forward unsteadily.

"It's fine."

Her body had become somewhat difficult to control. She murmured, her somewhat dim, empty crimson pupils unable to focus.

Her field of vision had also narrowed, grown blurry.

Thus the slippery floor made her stumble, falling to the ground.

The pain made her vision sharpen slightly.

"It's fine..."

Lying on the transparent floor, curled up, trying to push herself up.

But she kept failing. The slippery floor gave her no support...

Her fingers pressed against the ground gradually began scratching at the slippery glass tiles.

Over and over, over and over, scratching until her nails nearly split.

She actually scratched several marks into the glass tiles, with bloodstains. Blood seeped from her fingernail beds, some nails peeling back.

Opening her mouth, she changed from scratching to clenching her fists, pounding the floor once.

"It's fine, I... won't..."

The pain from the fall made all her emotions explode, like a bursting dam's floodwaters collapsing the defenses.

Wet hair dripped moisture bit by bit along the tip of her nose, earlobes, chin.

"Won't... care about such things!"

The transparent floor began to vaguely reflect her own appearance.

Weak, ugly, disheveled...

A complete mess.

The self she hated most, the self she least wanted to see, the self she couldn't deny, squeezed into her crimson pupils, almost blurring the pupils into haziness.

When she came to her senses, she had already smashed the floor tile before her with one punch.

The cracked glass divided into several faces.

Arrogant, mocking, indifferent, pitiful...

"Die, die, die, die!"

Her fist became a bloody mess from repeated impacts. The floor shattered completely, thoroughly smashing that ridiculous self to pieces.

The empty room echoed with the sounds of glass shattering and hammering blows. Suddenly, the sharpest sound pierced her fingers. The room fell back into solitary silence.

"This... isn't me! Not me..."

A trembling voice denied what she had seen, until she could no longer see her own weak posture.

She slowly moved her legs, kneeling on the ground, hands supporting her body. White hair tangled at the corner of her mouth, spreading to cover her face.

Rip—

She used her bloodied hand to tear open the stockings she wore, slowly tearing off all those decorations meant to attract the other party. Then she used the stockings to wipe the water stains and blood from the floor.

Her pale feet stepped onto the floor. It had been a long time since she had walked barefoot on the floor.

Cold, slippery, spreading from her soles, slowly reaching her belly, then her internal organs, until her brain.

Wet moisture still continuously dripped from her hair, flowing down along her face.

She picked up one of the stockings, casually wiping.

After standing up, her bare feet slowly moved toward the door.

Here, all systems were already shut down. No Alice would enter.

In this place where no one could enter, the previously arranged wedding bed was placed, along with a dressing table.

She slowly moved to the dressing table. Her slightly tidied face, though still weak, with messy, wet hair, looked somewhat disheveled.

But her crimson pupils no longer held any weakness or unwillingness.

She picked up a comb, slowly combing her hair by her shoulder.

Gathering all the overly long parts, then picking up scissors.

Without hesitation, she cut away all that troublesome long hair.

Picking up an eyebrow pencil, she carefully drew her eyebrows. Taking lipstick, she moistened her lips.

As her crimson pupils gradually grew cold and hard, she used the lipstick to outline the corners of her mouth, gently lifting them.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she revealed a smile.

"I am... the Mirror Queen."

She said to herself, "I am Mirror Queen Itaen."

Thus putting down all the cosmetics, she stood up, raised her head, and strode to the door.

When she opened the door.

Alices, and system-transformed little birds, were all quietly waiting outside.

The barefoot Mirror Queen revealed a calm smile.

No anger, no hatred, nor any joy or affection.

A plain, indifferent smile like a true queen's—

Containing only the cold arrogance to look down upon the world and unquestionable majesty.

"Let's go."

"To kill Shion."