"Damn capital, I hate you!!"
Seeing Acheron eliminated, Stelle, who had just thought she could be safe and sound, became tense again. She mournfully stepped hard on the accelerator, muttering: "Faster, faster, a bit faster!"
"Capitalist Bird is catching up!"
"And there's a chalk splash with a radius of two hundred meters, what kind of perverted skill is this?! Professor, why are you helping them? Is this also a plot kill?!"
"The little bird is still chasing me! His precious!"
Just as Stelle was complaining, the Capitalist Bird team from behind had already closed another segment of distance. The distance between the two just reached the extreme range of the chalk's firing distance.
Boom!
Terrifying imaginary energy burst forth. Stelle only felt a sense of weightlessness coming, and then she flew up along with the person and the car.
It's over!
If there was capital pulling strings behind, then she very likely would, like Acheron, be directly judged as dead with just a minor injury!
No... she didn't even need a death judgment; the tires had already exploded, and this time there was no Welt to help repair the car!
—"You're done! Whoever touches Mr. Sunday's cake, no one thinks of living!" Capitalist Bird laughed loudly.
"Capitalist Bird! You underestimate the bond between us too much!"
Just when Stelle thought she was done for, March 7th snorted coldly, sharply turning the steering wheel while stepping on the brakes. Only hearing a "screech," the flying car she was in actually flipped sideways directly!
"Hahahaha, what, already dizzy? Actually flipped the car?" Capitalist Bird and the others laughed until tears came out seeing this scene, "You're done!"
"Oh? Is that so?"
March 7th sneered. After the flying car flipped sideways, using inertia to slide all the way, it actually vaguely overlapped with the landing point of Stelle and the other!
Duang!
Firefly kicked open the car door with one foot. The flying car at this time was like a pocket, perfectly taking in Stelle and the other!
Firefly: "Hmph, since you can combine, then we can do the same!"
"Let us decide the winner right here!"
March 7th shouted loudly, Cloudstriker appeared in her hand, fiercely poking toward the ground, using the force to flip the flying car over!
Capitalist Bird: "Just with you? Don't underestimate our determination to win victory aaaah!!"
"Stelle! It's up to you!"
Hearing this, even if Stelle was slow, she could understand March 7th's meaning. She immediately summoned the Flame Lance to extend out the car window, while shouting loudly: "Time! Slow down the flow!"
Tick-tock tick-tock—
Time slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye. Taking this opportunity, Stelle directly activated her combat skill, actively meeting the incoming chalk splash!
Boom!
The chalk exploded, but Stelle didn't receive any damage. This was the mechanism of the skill!
With the combat skill activated, even if Qlipoth came, it would take two Amber Eras to kill her!
Before, Stelle didn't use the combat skill because the opponent's attack quantity was too much, too restraining her single defense. But now after time slowed, she could completely activate the combat skill one by one to offset the damage!
Anyway, no shortage of time!
Ten minutes later.
"Time! Return to normal speed!"
After the time slowdown effect passed, all the chalk shooting toward the four disappeared. The Capitalist Bird team's attack methods had lost their previous suppressive power.
"Damn it! Why is it like this?" Capitalist Bird angrily smashed the steering wheel. They just wanted to eat cake, what wrong did they do?
Why was it so difficult?
"Little bird, Clockie... Your original forms were clearly Penacony's initial hero images, but now you've fallen to be slaves of money. It's truly a disgrace to Senior Mikhail!"
March 7th: "Didn't he ever teach you what the Trailblaze spirit is?"
Clockie's Son: "Pah! What bullshit Trailblaze spirit? Forgot it eight hundred years ago!"
Capitalist Bird: "Since you want to play with us, then we'll accompany you to the end."
"After all, only by abandoning rationality is the true gambit!!"
Rumble—
It was as if thunder sounded in the sky. Under such a gloomy background, Capitalist Bird and the others' flying car began to change.
Capitalist Bird shouted loudly: "I'll form the head!"
Ching! (Flying car transformation sound effect).
The flying car sunroof opened, Capitalist Bird's head extended out, a golden helmet automatically generated.
"I'll form the torso!"
Clockie's Son shouted loudly, his legs fiercely exerting force, actually forcefully piercing through the flying car's accelerator and brakes, using his legs to support the entire flying car.
This appearance was like a chick still wrapped in eggshell.
Capitalist Bird & Clockie's Son: "We are, Clockie Bird!"
"And our weapon! Come out, Professor Ratio!"
As the words fell, the flying car deformed again. On Clockie Bird's back, Ratio's figure rose from inside the car, chalk tip between her fingers, ready to fire.
"Open your eyes wide and watch, because the next move... will be very cool!"
Clockie Bird leaped up, a super large chalk emerged in hand, smashing harshly toward the direction of the crowd!
"Hmph! Don't think only you can transform!"
Seeing the opponent had already entered the third phase, Stelle didn't hold back and said: "Partners! Transform!"
March 7th & Firefly: "Hm!"
Sparkle: "Ah?"
What transform? Sister, you say whatever you think? How come I don't know we have this ability?
Dong!
March 7th elbowed through the flying car window, the arm holding Cloudstriker extended out, forming the right arm.
Stelle also elbowed through the car window, the arm holding Flame Lance extended out, forming the left arm.
Firefly transformed into SAM, two feet piercing through the car bottom, forming the thrusters.
"..."
The three all looked at Sparkle.
"You all..." Sparkle only felt incredibly absurd, but it was at this moment that the Elation system kept popping up prompts: "[After the host refuses cooperation, Elation value returns to zero, facing severe punishment.]"
"Crazy, all crazy..."
Sparkle bit her silver teeth, "Then I'll form the head!"
With that, she probed her head out from the sunroof with a sad expression, forced to go on duty.
Stelle: "Betting on the name of Trailblaze, we won't lose!"
Clockie Bird: "Betting on the future cake, we also won't lose!"
Both sides: "Aaaaaah—!"
The two figures collided one up one down, Cloudstriker and chalk clashing, bursting out extremely terrifying impact force.
Just as both sides' powers were in a stalemate, Clockie Bird spoke again:
"How could you understand how painful it is not to turn on the air conditioner in summer?!"
"How could you understand how servile and helpless it is to work for a living?!"
"You want to win, just for a better life."
"But we... are betting our lives for livelihood!"
"We, absolutely won't go to work!!"
Clockie Bird roared, a brand new power inexplicably surging from within, that was the power brought by idealism.
(Mysterious whispering voice).
...
Outside the competition field, Welt and the others who had been watching seemed to sense something, unanimously widening their eyes:
"Their will... actually attracted the Aeon's gaze!"
"Just how much do they not want to go to work?!"