Chương 83: Spell Construction

Yuexi gazed at Xingshuang, her amber eyes reflecting the other's slightly immature yet exceptionally determined face.

She paused for a moment, then spoke again, her tone carrying the weighty admonition of a senior to a junior.

"Star Frost, remember this," her voice was even more serious than before, "Although the three of you did manage to defeat the Corrosion-level Void Beast together, the process must have been extremely difficult, and even fraught with danger."

She paused, then said firmly, "Next time you encounter a similar situation, you must, you must prioritize protecting yourself. Don't be reckless, and don't try to shoulder everything alone."

"I will do everything I can to get there as soon as I receive a distress signal, but until then, all you have to do is survive."

"You... need to grow up quickly and have enough power to truly protect this city."

Xing Shuang met Yue tide's gaze, which was full of concern and expectation, and nodded solemnly: "I understand, senior."

She knew that Yuexi's worries were not unfounded; the disappearance of the three Crescent Moon-level magical girls cast an invisible shadow over the city.

And she, Yin Xue, and Liu Li, these three "newcomers," may be the last line of defense for this city.

Seeing the deep exhaustion in Yuexi's eyes from bearing everything alone, she earnestly reminded her, "Senior, you must also take care of your own safety."

Upon hearing this, Yuexi gave a relieved and warm smile: "Don't worry, I'm not that easy to give up."

Then, as if she had thought of something, her tone became more relaxed: "Moreover, I have already reported the disappearance of my companions to Esmeralda through special channels, and I believe that a powerful 'Patrolman' senior will come to investigate soon."

She patted Xing Shuang on the shoulder and reassured her, "So, don't worry too much, we are not alone."

"Support... If that's the case, I can feel a little more at ease." Xing Shuang felt somewhat relieved upon hearing this.

Yuexi nodded slightly and then said, "Now that the Void Beasts here have been dealt with, I'll head back now. Xingshuang, see you next time."

Xing Shuang nodded: "I understand. See you next time, Senior Yue tide."

After receiving Xing Shuang's response, Yue tide did not linger. Her figure transformed into a bright yellow streak of light, like a comet streaking across the night sky, and quickly disappeared into the horizon.

Xingshuang remained alone, watching the light disappear into the distance until it completely merged into the deep night.

The Inspector... the Magic Kingdom... The information Director Roland had given her earlier, along with Yuexi's words just now, intertwined in her mind, outlining a larger and more mysterious world.

The missing magical girl, the lurking shadows... these thoughts weighed heavily on her heart like lead weights.

The information brought by Yuexi confirmed her worst suspicions, but it did not completely dispel the doubts that shrouded her mind.

Who exactly is the enemy? The Shadow Tide? Or a deeper force originating from the Void Realm itself? Or perhaps... from within the magical kingdom of Esmeralda?

The clues break here, and the truth remains hidden behind layers of mystery.

An unprecedented sense of crisis overwhelmed her like an icy tide; her current strength was far from sufficient.

She needs greater strength, more precise control, and a deeper understanding.

She needs to... develop her own unique surgical techniques.

"System," Xing Shuang whispered in her heart. This time, her voice was without hesitation, only pure determination.

"Transmit the method for constructing unique spells to me."

She hadn't yet received this part of the information when she obtained basic knowledge about magical girls through the system.

At that time, she had not fully accepted her new identity, nor had she truly realized the importance of mastering her own power.

Now, after a period of continuous practice in manipulating magic, and driven by the sense of crisis brought about by Yuexi's intelligence, she felt that it was time.

The unique technique's construction information has been transmitted.

A cold, mechanical voice, unheard for a long time, echoed in her mind, accompanied by a massive torrent of information flooding into the depths of her consciousness.

That was not a simple skill description, but rather a conceptual guide, an explanation of the essence of "magic" as a fundamental power.

Magical girls do not simply "use" magic, but rather "understand" and "shape" magic.

Each unique spell is a one-of-a-kind manifestation born from the intertwining and resonance of the magical girl's own will, soul qualities, and magical laws.

It is an extension of power, a manifestation of will, and... a prototype for a higher level of "law".

Xing Shuang closed her eyes, feeling the surging magic power within her body, no longer regarding it as merely an energy that could be used at will.

She began to try to "listen," to "understand," to feel the pulse of that power, and to find that unique point of resonance that belonged to "Xingshuang" and "Lin Che."

My will sank into the ocean of magic, my senses extended infinitely, as if I were merging with the surrounding space.

She thought of everything she had experienced in her past and present lives—the pain of loss, the joy of rebirth, the determination to protect, and the heavy responsibility on her shoulders at this moment.

She thought of her parents' warm smiles, Xiaoye's innocent words, Yuqing's complex attachment, and Liuli's vulnerability hidden beneath her cold exterior...

These emotions and these bonds, like countless fine threads, intertwined and entwined deep within her soul, eventually coalescing into form.

A sudden realization dawned on me.

Xingshuang suddenly opened her eyes, her deep purple pupils flashing with an unprecedented light.

She stretched out her right hand, fingers spread, palm facing upward.

As her thoughts flowed, countless nearly transparent threads, shimmering with a pinkish-gold light, appeared out of thin air.

They were like living spirits, dancing, entwining, and extending nimbly at her fingertips, exuding an indescribable sharpness.

These threads are so fine they are almost invisible, yet incredibly strong. They can be woven into nets, wrapped around and bound, or, when stretched taut, unleash terrifying cutting power.

However, to unleash its full cutting power, both ends of the thread must have a stable fulcrum—one end could be her hand, and the other end needs to be anchored to any stable entity in the real or virtual world.

"Is this... my own spell?" Starfrost looked at the dancing threads of light at her fingertips, feeling the power contained within them, and the resonance that deeply connected with her soul.

[The unique technique, Star String, has been successfully constructed.]

"That... it's a success?" She was somewhat surprised. The process of constructing the technique was much smoother than she had imagined, as if it had all come naturally.

[This system said a long time ago that the host's talent as a magical girl is top-notch.] A sense of control and confidence, unlike anything she had ever felt before, welled up within Xing Shuang. This ability would undoubtedly become an important asset in her future battles.

However, just when she thought everything was settled, a strange sensation suddenly came from the palm of her other hand.

She instinctively opened her left hand and saw an irregularly shaped "thing" that looked like shattered glass floating above her palm, slowly rotating.

It is almost completely transparent, and its specific shape and outline are indistinguishable unless it is occasionally refracted by the faint light from the surroundings during rotation.

What's even more unsettling is that Xing Shuang can clearly sense that it is not some kind of real substance, but rather... space itself, an incomprehensible existence formed by space being distorted, folded, and compressed.

It exudes a deeper, more fundamental power, completely different from the "Star String" on her right fingertip, yet equally closely connected to her soul.

"If 'Star String' is a spell unique to me..." Xingshuang stared at the slowly rotating fragment of space in her left palm, a hint of confusion and shock on her face.

"And what is this...?"