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Even the most powerful beings cannot do this. In the entire galaxy, perhaps only certain special beings and star gods possess this power.

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Chapter 332 I am here.

"Qiong, Qiongqiong... what's going on? Who, who is she?"

March 7th was bewildered in the sea, his face full of confusion, his eyes full of question marks, staring at Qiong incomprehension.

"Cough cough."

Qiong coughed lightly, calmly taking Leiyula's fair hand, and answered very frankly and naturally:

"Didn't I say I'd perform a magic trick for you? Here it is."

Qiong shrugged, as if it were a magician's post-performance demonstration, her hands outstretched towards the black-haired, black-dressed girl.

"She's my yo-yo, Little Yo-yo. She has a new name now, Leiyola. How about that? Isn't that amazing? Unexpected, right?"

March 7: "(°°)!?"

Danheng, Walter, Jingyuan: "O_O ???"

Jingliu: "(⊙_⊙)?"

The expressions on everyone's faces were particularly interesting and strange.

You call the creation of a soul and the creation of life magic?!

"Hello, March 7th, I'm Leiyura."

Stared at intently by everyone, the black-haired girl panicked and didn't know what to do, taking hesitant, small steps.

Her fair, soft hands were folded at her lower abdomen as she bowed slightly to March 7th and carefully introduced herself.

The god who evolved through intimacy with the fantasy, whose memory begins with the time he met Qiong, namely the artifact room of the Black Tower Space Station.

She has all the memories of being accompanied by Sora with a yo-yo, so Leura naturally knows her fellow train crew members, and she is very grateful to March 7th.

After all, it was on March 7th that she was initially handed over to her master.

“Aba aba... Hello, I am March 7th.”

Despite his clever brain's limited processing power, March 7th instinctively and politely answered, though his words were somewhat stammering.

"Wait a moment!"

Little March suddenly realized what was happening and launched into a frantic rant:

"Don't say such absurd things with such a matter-of-fact tone! You call this magic? This is sorcery, isn't it? No, even sorcery can't do this!"

March 7th grabbed Qiong's shoulders and shook her wildly.

"Stop shaking! Stop shaking! If you keep shaking, you'll shake the brains all over!"

"Yeah!"

Shaking frequency + +!

"March 7th, please, please stop, the master seems very troubled."

Leiyula looked a little nervous, like a shy little animal standing up for its master. Despite having a girlish face with a hint of mature allure, she gave off a delicate and pitiful feeling.

"Oh, okay, I'm sorry."

March 7th, whose wrist was grabbed by Leiyura, instinctively stopped.

"Wow~"

Qiong gently stroked the girl's silky long hair. Leiyou lowered her head, and her usually cool and quiet face revealed a strange color of intoxication and infatuation.

"As expected of my Leura, she only feels sorry for Zhu Yin!"

Qiong didn't see Leiyula's expression. He looked at March Seven with a smug grin, his affected expression and irritating tone exuding a strong sense of manipulative charm.

March 7th: "(メ? plate?)メ!"

"Madam, please get up, you're feeling very uncomfortable."

Leiora suddenly noticed something, squatted down and helped Hoshi, who was clinging to Sora's legs with both hands and feet, to her feet.

She knew that Qiong and Xing were essentially the same person.

There were even instances where the owner used her ropes in a tortoise shell-like artistic way to imprison the naked star, unleashing memories of physical combat.

Besides her master, Hoshino is the person Leiyura is closest to, without exception.

Xingjian, clinging tightly to Qiong's leg like an octopus, was determined not to let go of the stick unless Qiong agreed to help her, but this determination was shattered by a soft, gentle voice calling her "mistress."

"Mistress...sounds good, hehe~!"

Hagi Star moved from Qiong's legs to Leiyura's magnificent and full bosom, inhaling the blue snowflake-like fragrance of her body. All the temperature and scent were transmitted to Qiong through empathy.

Leiora knew that the two shared a common feeling, so instead of refusing, she blushed and hugged Xing.

"Qiong, how did you do that?"

Walter walked over with his cane, followed by Jing Yuan and Dan Heng. On the other side, Yuehen handed over control of her body to Li Sushang and joined Jing Liu.

"As the saying goes, all things have a spirit. As long as you treat weapons with care, as friends, family, or even lovers, you can give them life and soul with sincere and passionate feelings."

"Be bold and proactive in your actions! Let your heart melt even the most inanimate objects!"

"Am I right? Jingliu, if a swordsman treats his sword in this way, he can achieve the transformation of emotion into the sword, turning the precious sword into a sword maiden! Man and sword become one!"

Qiong Zhang spoke fluently.

"..."

Jing Liu remained expressionless, his mind blank.

What a load of rubbish!

Are you serious about the idea of ​​man and sword becoming one?

Those who heard Qiong's words twitched at the corners of their mouths, except for Leiyula, whose pretty face gradually turned crimson after her initial stunned silence.

What did the master say?

Treat her as your lover!

Melt her heart with your emotions!

Become one with its master...

Her legs rubbed together, and certain images floated into her mind. Leiyula's breathing quickened, her face flushed, and she tightened her arms around Xing, as if she were hugging her owner.

After all, they are one person, and they share the same feelings.

Enjoying the warmth and milky aroma, Xing suddenly felt an immense restraining force.

"Ugh, I... can't... use... knee pads..."

Feeling suffocated, Qiong reached out and pulled Xing's head out a little.

"She really is... a yo-yo?"

Walter observed the strange-looking, black-haired girl with a subtle expression.

"Yes."

Qiong smiled and took the girl's hand, softly calling out, "Leyura."

"I am here, Master, I will always be here."

Holding Xing, Leiyula immediately threw her mistress to the ends of the earth. Surrounded by light, her slender figure disappeared, transforming into a yo-yo held in Qiong's hand.

Xing, who was leaning forward, almost hit her head on the ground, but Qiong reached out and grabbed the gray-haired girl by the back of her collar.

There's no way around it, even if Xing bumps into him, it will hurt.

Qiong examined the yo-yo in her hand.

The sphere has changed slightly compared to before. It is still mainly black, but it is deeper and more ethereal. The blue and gold patterns are more dazzling, and there are also a few streaks of light red.

Jing Yuan's pupils reflected the strange weapon in Qiong's hand, his focus shifting to Qiong herself, and he couldn't help but murmur:

"What kind of power is it that can weave the warp and weft of the soul?"

"...Is it crystal?"

A surge of astonishment welled up in his chest. Knowing the special nature of Xing and Qiong, Old Yang tentatively asked.

"Uh, it's related, but not."

Qiong didn't deliberately keep it a secret, after all, there are still many weapons that need to awaken their personalities in the future, and it's necessary to let the train crew know the general idea.

Having piloted the Super Wave Messenger, Danheng was more quick to accept anomalies around Xing and Qiong.

"……magic."

At this moment, Jingliu recalled the words Qiong had said when they were drinking under the moon that night. She was half-believing and half-doubting, and even though Qiong had helped her suppress the demonic yin body, she still had some doubts.

But now, she believes it completely.

Such miraculous methods, just who is this guy?

"Alright, alright, now's not the time to discuss Leiora. Danheng, have all the seals been lifted?"

Qiong changed the subject.

"There's only one left; that area is teeming with monstrous creatures."

Danheng turned his head to look north.

"That's perfect, let's go, I'll go this time too."

Qiong flung the yo-yo downwards; it was just a normal sleep, but it was completely different from when she used it before.

He could sense Leiyura's consciousness, communicate with her, and manipulate her with greater ease.

Qiong could even lie there obediently, adjusting herself into a comfortable position, and let Leiyula move on her own.

"Let's see how strong Xiaoyou is now."

Qiong swung the yo-yo around in a circle, then retrieved it into her hand and headed towards the final seal.

"Qiong! Daddy! Please transform for me!"

Xing hooked her arm around Qiong's arm and spoke in an extremely gentle and coquettish tone, squeezing him to the extreme, a squeezing within a squeezing.

Who could resist the temptation of having their personal weapon transformed into a weapon girl?

This wasn't the first time Qiong had been attacked by the Star Core Spirit's clamping sound, but the extent of the clamping this time was unprecedented, sending a shiver down her spine.

“Ah Xing, I still prefer your previous unruly self.”

Qiong Xiao patted Xing's head.

"They've done something wrong~ Hurry up and change it for them~!"

In the struggle against Qiongzai, Xing had already realized that a true hero cultivates inner truth and acts with magnanimity, adapts to the times, changes with the tide, and is flexible and resilient.

We'll reclaim all the territory once we have weapon girls!

She shook her arms even more frequently, pouting pitifully as she begged:

"Qiongzai~ My dear Qiongzai~ You don't want everyone's beloved poor Xingbao to be killed by the constant surge of longing, envy, and jealousy in your heart, do you?"

"That shop's transformation device..."

The dome was just for show.

"Brother, do you want that? I'll buy it for you!"

Xing was resolute and decisive.

Although she can't accept system tasks, which slows down her crystal-earning speed, she can only spend crystals from the shop since she can't use them for card draws. She has already accumulated a lot of crystals.

Trading over a hundred crystals for a weapon girl is definitely worth it!

"That's more like it."

Qiong nodded in satisfaction.