Chapter 47: Battle 2 — Revenge Against the Traitor (Part 2)

At that moment, Ranma’s fusion and her friends launched their maximum power at Kori, but she dodged effortlessly. She was so fast that Ranma’s fusion couldn’t land a single blow. Kori laughed, flaunting her strength, her superiority clear as she mocked them.

“What’s wrong, little girl? Can’t you beat me even with such an interesting technique? I can’t believe how weak you are. You can’t even land a single pathetic hit! You’re so pitiful I don’t even feel like killing you yet. I’m going to enjoy this. Why waste time fighting? Why not become my allies and wipe out all humanity together? Don’t you crave unlimited power?

You little bastards… Don’t tell me you’ve lost the will to live. Or wait, no… you’re just stupid humans who don’t know your place. Humans are amusing, I’ll admit — always refusing to give up, always thinking they can win. But you’re nothing more than a pack of idiotic apes with just enough reasoning to be annoying, never enough to understand where you truly belong.

Why not just live? I’m offering you that chance. Live as queens under the orders of the future ruler of this world. Trust me, it feels so good to be part of this — true freedom, doing whatever you want, whenever you want. No chains, no rules, no one telling you ‘don’t do this, it’s wrong.’ You can’t beat me. Just accept it. You’re pathetic little humans with borrowed powers, but you’ll never be my equals.

What’s the matter? Do you want to die so quickly you won’t even feel it? Or am I wrong, sweetheart? Come on, answer me, love. I’ve prepared dinner for you — a soup of blood just for you, to make you strong so we can live as a happy couple in our beach house. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

She said all this as if it were a game.

Then I noticed the other fusions looking at me — their eyes told me everything: “We’ll distract her long enough. You charge a special attack with that katana. Channel all your elements into a dimensional cut to finish Kori as quickly as possible. Do you understand?”

I nodded. They smiled, then rushed to help Ranma’s fusion. Suddenly, four of them attacked Kori at once. She dodged frantically, but she hadn’t expected them to weave their magic together. From their shadows, a binding spell erupted and immobilized Kori.

Her face twisted in alarm as she shouted:
“What is this? What did you do to me?! Why can’t I move?! Do you want me to kill you all right now? Don’t make me angry, or I’ll make your deaths slow and agonizing! Release me this instant — or you’ll pay!”

Her fury was wild, unhinged.

We seized the chance. Drawing our special katana, we began charging the five elements: Lightning, Fire, Light, Earth, and Dark Magic. Together they fused into a new element: Phantasmal Chaos Magic. The world around us glowed pink, and a warmth like a winter blanket filled us. Kori’s eyes widened with fear.

She broke free from the shadow-binding and screamed furiously:
“Don’t think you can beat me with that! This is war — now I’ll kill you all!”

She lunged at us, moving at blinding speed. We swung our katana, aiming to slice her into countless pieces. The battle was so fast the others couldn’t follow it with their eyes — steel against steel, our katana against her chained nunchaku. We tried to cut through her weapons while dodging her strikes. Then she split into clones, surrounding us.

We destroyed them one by one, violet-black blood splattering everywhere. Still, we couldn’t afford to lower our guard.

For a split second, I noticed the other fusions preparing the same technique again. This time, they combined their elements just like we had, creating the same Phantasmal Chaos Magic and binding Kori once more.

She screamed louder than before:
“It won’t work on me again! I’ll break free and slaughter you! I can’t die by the hands of useless humans! I won’t lose this power — it gave me everything! I won’t die here! You filthy bitches deserve to rot! Long live Demon Queen Eien no Shi! No one can stop her from bringing endless suffering to humanity! She will rule this world and every world across the multiverse! Especially your pathetic universes, Franco and Cleer — she’ll destroy them too! Oh, how I’ll enjoy watching you suffer as your loved ones are tortured to death!”

She was completely insane. Whatever pact she made with the Demon Queen had broken her beyond repair.

We had no time to waste. Raising our katana, we dashed forward at maximum speed, slashing again and again, tearing her body apart. With one final stroke, we severed her head — so quickly that her eyes still blinked in denial.

She looked at us, still clinging to life, ready to speak her last words.