Stop Arguing, Fairies and Demon Girls All Belong to Me!

An accident forces the mortal Zhang Shaozhong to sign a soul contract with his nemeses: the aloof and proud fairy Ling Qingxue and the enchanting and seductive demoness Ye Meier.

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Chapter Four: A lose-lose situation!

"Oh my god... help me... is anyone going to do something about this...?"

He muttered to himself in a tearful voice, his face covered in tears and snot, but he didn't bother to wipe them away.

He's now kicking himself. If he'd known his graduation trip would be to this godforsaken place, he would have preferred to spend four days in his dorm playing video games!

No, he'd rather go back and take the advanced mathematics exam ten times!

Just when he felt he was about to be scared to death by the terrifying momentum, the battle outside seemed to have reached its most critical moment.

The countless white sword lights and the towering black demonic flames suddenly paused at the same time, and then frantically contracted towards the center!

Even though Zhang Shaozhong was hiding, he could feel the two world-destroying energies being compressed to their limit. The extreme silence was even more suffocating than the previous roar. The air was as heavy as if it were filled with lead, making it hard for him to breathe.

He couldn't resist, and foolishly peeked out half his head again.

High in the sky, the woman in white and the woman in black faced each other from afar, the energy emanating from them so strong that it was impossible to look directly at them with the naked eye.

On the other side of the white-clad fairy, there was endless cold!

The shimmering longsword in her hand pointed to the sky, and from her center, visible icy blue frost spread wildly, blue ice crystals began to fall from the sky, and even the air seemed to be frozen!

Her clear, cold voice pierced the sky, carrying a resolute quality:

"Frozen...for a thousand miles!"

Meanwhile, the black-clad witch was experiencing extreme heat!

She held up her hands, and a concentrated ball of flame scorched and distorted the surrounding space, even causing the earth below to melt and boil! She let out a sharp, piercing laugh:

"Burning Heaven... Demonic Flame! Break for me!"

One ice, one fire!

One white and one black!

Two ultimate powers with completely opposite attributes, yet equally terrifying enough to destroy the world, were simultaneously unleashed by them, colliding head-on with a deafening roar!

There was no sound.

Or rather, at the moment of impact, all sound was swallowed up.

Zhang Shaozhong only saw a huge beam of light suddenly explode, half of which was ice blue and half was pitch black, shooting straight into the sky as if it would tear a hole in the sky!

The intense light instantly robbed him of his vision; everything in front of him was a white blur, and he couldn't see anything.

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible shockwave swept in like a tsunami!

"Holy shit!!!"

His cursing was drowned out. He and the huge rock he was hiding on were thrown out like they were hit head-on by a speeding heavy truck!

He tumbled through the air countless times, spinning around, before finally crashing into a cluster of soft, blue-glowing giant mushrooms with a thud. He wasn't hurt too badly, but he was terribly dizzy.

He lay in the mushroom bushes, vomiting several mouthfuls of bile. His ears were filled with a high-frequency buzzing sound, and he couldn't hear anything.

He struggled to lift his head and blinked hard. It took a long time for his vision to slowly return.

In the distance, at the center of the battlefield, the terrifying pillar of light had vanished.

Instead, there was a huge crater, as if it had been hit by a meteorite, still emitting wisps of white smoke and black gas.

All the exotic flowers and plants, the glowing trees, and the jagged rocks that once stood there had vanished, leaving only a scorched and frost-covered wasteland.

The light in the sky dimmed considerably, and the devastating energy fluctuations receded like the tide.

it's over?

The moment this thought crossed Zhang Shaozhong's mind, he saw two points of light plummeting straight down from high in the sky.

One white, one black.

Like two shooting stars, they lost all their power and crashed straight and heavily to the ground.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Two muffled thuds came from afar, and the ground could be felt shaking even from a distance.

"Both...both suffered heavy losses?"

Zhang Shaozhong's heart pounded wildly.

He lay prone in the mushroom bushes, too afraid to move, staring intently at the two crash sites. Smoke and dust filled the air, obscuring the details.

I waited for about ten minutes, but there was still no movement from the other side.

The valley fell into a deathly silence, with only the mournful sound of the wind blowing through the ruins, as if mourning the terrible battle that had just taken place.

Zhang Shaozhong's courage, like wild grass in spring, quietly sprouted a little more.

"They...they're all dead?"

The thought both frightened and inexplicably excited him.

Is he... safe now?

Moreover, those are gods and demons!

Could they possess some kind of treasure?

Cultivation techniques? Secret manuals? Divine weapons?

If he just picks up a little bit, wouldn't he be...

The classic tale of a loser's rise to success began to play out in his mind.

Strong curiosity and greed temporarily overcame fear.

He struggled to crawl out of the mushroom patch, his body aching all over, but he didn't seem to have any fatal injuries.

He crouched low, using the remaining boulders and smoldering wood on the ground as cover, and carefully made his way step by step toward the two crash sites.

The closer you get to the center, the more horrifying the scene becomes. The ground looks like it has been plowed dozens of times, with deep pits, frost, and molten glass-like material everywhere.

A strange smell filled the air, like gunpowder smoke, sandalwood, and a faint... bloody smell mixed in?

He first touched the spot where the white-clad fairy had fallen.

In a shallow pit, there lay a woman dressed in white.

The veil on her face had been torn and fallen off, revealing a face that was exquisitely beautiful, but now as pale as paper.

Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes were covered in frost, and a trace of blood remained at the corner of her mouth.

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