The light dissipated, and the world fell back into a deep silence.

The sky was blue, as clear as ever.

The fierce dead souls that had filled the sky before were gone.

Luna’s efforts, accumulated over thousands of years to delay that person, had now failed.

However, what filled Luna’s heart was only shock, and even the despair she felt had vanished into the darkness.

That woman, whose appearance and identity were unknown to her but who was incredibly powerful, had finally revealed her mystery.

She was not human...

As Luna had realized.

The mysterious woman had long golden hair and a delicate, beautiful face, but...

Her blue eyes were lifeless, seeming colder than those of a corpse.

At the corners of her mouth were two deep fissures extending down to her chin.

The joints of the hands holding the sword were not human but were formed by spheres connecting the finger bones.

She wore a combat-appropriate female armor, a combination of beauty and elegance with brutality.

Only a thick and disproportionate piece of iron covered her chest, as if reinforced to protect something.

All this indicated her identity to Luna—a magical puppet!

Magical puppets are an extremely rare form of magic that grants a soul to dolls through magical power.

Even thousands of years ago, when many magics were flourishing, beings capable of creating perfect magical puppets were rare.

Even more so now, thousands of years later, the magical puppets created would likely have been destroyed in those wars.

Why?

How could there still be a magical puppet here, and moreover, with the appearance of that woman!?

Luna felt regret.

She truly regretted consuming the Primordial Blood without leaving an escape, for after her death, how could this news be transmitted?

"Who are you!?" Luna asked loudly.

She recognized the puppet’s appearance but did not know who had created it or what kind of soul had been granted to it.

In response to Luna’s question, the magical puppet tilted its head, directing its vacant gaze toward the direction behind Luna.

It was... the direction Shirley had fled!

It completely ignored Luna, continuing towards Shirley’s escape, marching with mechanical steps, each step with the same distance.

“Damn it!”

Luna cursed, realizing that the opponent had no intention of communicating but, in any case, she could not allow the magical puppet to pass.

Now, she had lost the means to continue delaying the puppet, so she needed to change her strategy.

While she was still alive, she needed to damage the puppet, if she could destroy its core...

Probably... that would be impossible...

Luna merely mocked herself, after all, she was not a true warrior, only a maid.

Her limited combat power made her feel powerless.

Taking a deep breath, Luna regained her resolve.

She straightened up, pointing the enormous saw at the magical puppet.

“No matter what happens, I won’t let you pass today, not a chance!”

Saying this, Luna cast a nostalgic glance at the saw in her hands, caressing its surface, which was somewhat messy due to the battle.

This might be the last time they accompanied her into battle...

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Everything is for Her Highness Shirley!

With this determination in her heart, Luna raised the saw.

Pure white cracks began to spread, and a sharp, deafening explosion erupted in the air.

The Battle Armor on her body trembled and groaned as the saw covered in fissures, an invisible force expanding suddenly.

Within a few meters around Luna, black fissures appeared and disappeared, accompanied by a frenzied sound like the roar of thunder.

The ground began to give way under this pressure, cracking.

This was the most powerful form Luna could exhibit, but the cost of entering this state was extremely high, even more than immediate death!

“Battle Armor!”

With her shout, the explosive sound grew increasingly shrill.

“Release…”

A dazzling golden light shone before Luna’s eyes, interrupting her speech.

The force surrounding her body, the black fissures containing destruction, and the increasingly frantic explosive sound all suddenly stopped.

The beheading saw fell to the ground, making one final sound, and Luna looked at the ground, incredulous.

The Decapitation Saw, along with her still bleeding arm, lay quietly on the ground.

And the magical puppet was two or three steps behind her.

At the moment she was preparing to enter this state, the puppet had cut off her arm, forcing an end to everything.

Impossible!

Another fact shook Luna’s understanding; this state should not be interrupted.

Luna was still in shock, but the magical puppet would not give her that time.

It turned and swung its sword!

Luna instinctively raised the other arm, ready to defend herself.

“Poof!”

Blood sprayed, and Luna’s other arm fell helplessly to the ground.

At that moment, Luna finally returned to reality, swallowing hard, nervous and frightened.

She forced her legs to move away from the puppet.

After a few deep breaths, she managed to calm down.

In any case, she first needed to heal her body...

Thinking this, Luna prepared to reform her arms or, through the blood connection, put the arms lying on the ground back to her body.

However, she failed...

Both body reforming and member summoning were magically blocked.

The two cuts from the magical puppet had caused her permanent damage!

Another extremely important piece of information, but she had no opportunity to convey it.

Beings like vampires, who have an incredible recovery ability, and spiritual entities that lack a physical form, could easily regenerate even after having their bodies cut.

However, in this world, there are spells, combat techniques, and special weapons that can cause permanent damage that cannot be healed.

After having her arms cut off, the magical puppet did not pursue her but continued steadfastly towards Shirley’s escape.

“Hehe... hahahaha!!!”

Watching the puppet’s silhouette move away, Luna let out a mad laugh.

“Even so, I won’t let you go like this!”

Without arms, Luna’s eyes widened as she ran toward the puppet.

A quick and powerful strike, about to hit the puppet’s ankle, but the puppet turned around, the sword fell...

Blood gushed from her cut right leg, and a pained expression appeared on Luna’s face.

Even so, she did not retreat.

“No... it’s not over yet!”

Luna used her head and shoulder to support herself on the ground, kicking with her left leg in an awkward position, striking the puppet’s body for the first time.

The sharp tip of the Battle Armor boot hit the center of the puppet’s armor, causing a...

Insignificant and almost imperceptible small dent.

However, from that point, Luna had no more opportunities to escape.

The magical puppet, expressionless, swung the sword again, cutting off Luna’s left leg.

Blood sprayed!

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!”

It seemed the pain coming from her body was unbearable, or perhaps it was the anger at her own impotence that made Luna, without arms and legs, scream with all her might.

The magical puppet turned again, as if not wanting to waste time with Luna, its goal seemed to be only Shirley.

The silhouette of the magical puppet gradually receded, and Luna’s screams also dissipated.

With her limbs cut off and enduring the backlash of the Primordial Blood, the immense pain made her resist until this moment, which already seemed a considerable feat.

However, for Luna, she had not died yet; she still retained consciousness...

The Primordial Blood of Princess Shirley...

Still burned inside her!

Thus, she had to fight to the end, fight until she could no longer!

Fight to the end of her life!

“For... Bartoli…”

Luna issued a deep voice.

“For... Her Highness Shirley!”

The remainder of her blood, the last she had, burst through her skin, forming a pair of blood wings behind her.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!”

This was the final roar of her life!

The blood wings flapped rapidly, while the magical puppet was in a hurry, Luna was also in a hurry, as she might succumb to her injuries and the backlash of the Primordial Blood in just a few seconds!

But even if she had only a few seconds of life left, she needed to buy more seconds for Princess Shirley!

Luna’s body traced a red trajectory through the air, heading toward the back of the magical puppet.

She opened her mouth, showing her fangs, even without limbs, she still had teeth to use, still had teeth as a weapon.

At the moment she was about to bite the puppet’s neck, the puppet turned, its empty gaze seeming, at that instant, to meet Luna’s.

Its perfect body, its clean and immaculate armor, contrasted with Luna’s worn body, her Battle Armor in ruins.

This time, she did not wield the sword but would not hesitate out of compassion.

She extended her left hand while stepping to the right, avoiding Luna’s body.

As she sidestepped, she placed four fingers in Luna’s mouth and applied pressure.

Luna’s cheeks were torn into two long fissures, extending to the base of her ear, and half of her head was thrown back...

Her consciousness dissipated, and the blood wings she controlled lost their strength, turning into a pool of common blood on the ground.

Luna’s body, due to inertia, slid and spun a certain distance on the ground...

While the magical puppet remained unchanged, its armor clean and body impeccable...

Luna was dead...

The enemy that impeded her action no longer existed...

She continued towards her sole objective...

Step by step...

The path she followed passed exactly by Luna’s body, and she certainly would not deviate.

Luna was already dead, but behind the puppet, her eyes, which remained open until death, still stared fixedly at her...

After a while, the area fell silent again.

Only the chaotic state of the ground, with blood everywhere and Luna's limbs scattered, testified to the painful battle that had occurred there.

Suddenly, faint sounds of running animals began to echo.

They were a few black wolves.

It seemed they had a purpose in coming there, sniffing the ground, then each one took one of Luna's limbs and ran off in different directions...