Worthy of being special-breed Disaster Beasts dosticated by the previous era—in a sense, their intelligence level was much higher than those rabble Disaster Beasts that only thought about eating all day.
Hibiscus had long known this group held her in awe, but didn't know they could actively cheer and celebrate. A bit embarrassing, since she usually exploited them for ash disposal, road construction, house building, and such.
A heartless boss suddenly popular with employees—what was going on?
The magical girls also cast puzzled glances: Senior Hyacinth's inhumane treatnt of dosticated Disaster Beasts was obvious to all—not causing trouble should be thanks enough, right?
Strange. Perhaps human standards of exploitation differed from Disaster Beasts'—enlightening.
Just then, sea tides surged as a storm eye gradually ford centered on Hermit Island. Waves carrying deep, churning quiet waters climbed into the air, followed by concealing winds bringing sea fog that, under the sun's last warm rays, forcibly evaporated moisture into clouds covering the entire island. Soon it rained, each drop containing creative-attribute magic power unique to Disaster Beasts.
The raindrops' properties resembled Stephanie's elental magic Healing Rain, but focused more on non-humans. The already lush island seed to experience universal revival and prosperity.
"Roar!"
Cheering continued—truth revealed. Generally speaking, Disaster Beasts possessed creative, destructive, and ntal three major attribute magic powers—not necessarily refined but guaranteed infinite power sufficient to sweep all directions. They could even devour each other to supplent energy; in extre cases, they didn't mind mutual consumption to cultivate stronger individuals.
Similarly, the island formation absorbing magic power from Disaster Beast materials could feed back to the island's ecosystem—equivalent to recovering a large amount of health.
Understanding the principle made the precise system even more amazing.
Hibiscus felt most clearly, imdiately realizing that Quiet Waters and Concealing Winds served far more than hiding—more importantly, they used controllable natural elents to create an independent ecosystem with its own logical rigor, vaguely sensing seasonal cycles.
Usually the island actively let so Disaster Beasts "mistakenly enter" to be decomposed by Demon-Eating Insects, then infiltrated matter into soil, carried away by seawater causing evaporation, finally resulting in rainfall.
Absolutely perfect.
Additionally, ocean currents driving the power system over years accumulated potential energy, keeping internal island chanisms healthy and operational until now.
What was the path of magic and technology's tight integration? The answer lay beneath their feet.
Hibiscus knew elental magic's strongest was pseudo-magnetic fields, while Quiet Waters and Concealing Winds didn't even rank in T1. But the previous era's users had undoubtedly reached the Withering Stage, with permanent magic effects cooperating to forcibly create a paradise sanctuary.
She discovered not only the materials she'd just supplied, but the island itself greedily absorbing increasingly more magic power factors from the air, becoming more active.
Lifting her hand to catch a few raindrops—cool and refreshing, feeling a wisp of magic power flow through. The dosticated Disaster Beasts arbitrarily viewed this phenonon as the island lord's blessing, naturally prostrating before Hibiscus.
Your intelligence only goes so far.
Nan Zhiyi asked with concern: "Is there a problem?"
"It's fine, everything's normal. I just wanted to show you all sothing." The silver-haired girl declared loudly: "Hermit Island is now an aircraft carrier."
As soon as she finished speaking, the blurry scenery representing Ningfeng Harbor beyond the mist rapidly faded. Palm trees on the beach rustled in strong winds as the entire island sped like a super-high-speed ship. Originally, Hermit Island existed in abnormal spatial coordinates; now with Hibiscus's enhanced control, it could move relatively flexibly—anywhere in ocean ranges allowed rapid movent.
Clap!
The silver-haired girl clapped to attract the girls' attention, then said: "Our target is the Bering Strait."
The sudden declaration energized the entire Church hierarchy. Everyone had been told the approximate route of the Catastrophic Disaster Beast—the high-tier Disaster Beast Black Tide would also be there during battle. Although Disaster Beasts would erupt worldwide, they had to focus on major threats while letting minor ones go, requiring full commitnt to this battle.
"From now until confirming the catastrophe's occurrence, we won't leave Hermit Island—intensify training. All our combat objectives have one premise—"
"Not a single one of you is allowed to be lost."
Hibiscus surveyed the group before ordering them to proceed as planned. Everyone understood and continued their busy work.
The magical girls who could now stay at the future battlefield had naturally prepared themselves—no special instructions needed as everyone understood the tight tiline and heavy responsibilities.
Simultaneously, the system brought good news: [Complete suggestion "Deeply Develop Spatial Relic Thousand-Li Viewing Mirror and Combine With Hermit Island's Defensive Formations" Reward: Rare Evil-Repelling Incense, can resist magic power release pressure] Finally obtained.
She weighed the sandalwood in her hand, imdiately feeling surrounding Disaster Beast magic power thin out—definitely effective.
Hibiscus imdiately cut so powder to distribute among everyone. Those who could potentially use similar magic effects took advancent stones to begin transmitting partial power, with remaining diluted potions distributed to each person.
Basic equipnt distribution for magical girls completed.
Of course, not for imdiate use—the key was incorporating considerations during training, otherwise scrambling when actually fighting Disaster Beasts would be too late.
After bustling about, Hibiscus still didn't dare idle, describing basic conditions to netizens while asking: "Is the current general direction of Hermit Island developnt correct?"
After all, she understood that initially transmitting magic power and getting the land back into alternate space was crude—this thing had higher unit accident death rates than aircraft as transportation. Any mishaps would guarantee zero survivors.
【Completely correct】
【In the original, Eagle Company used Hermit Island this way, though the key was they put nuclear weapons on it】
【Suggest getting so nuclear bombs stored on the island—definitely a Sword of Damocles】
【Could imitate Quincy's use of nuclear bombs to eliminate a small nation declaring authority, silencing the whole world and giving global governance systems a hard kick】
【Nuclear bombs? Feels less threatening than Hyacinth】
【Officials and leaders could still hide in bunkers when real war breaks out. Don't care if it works—they have higher psychological security thresholds than common people. At worst, play nuclear war—they'll probably survive. Deterrent effect is just so-so. In the original, didn't they still rely on ancient Holy Relics to settle Quincy, even fighting small-scale nuclear wars】
【Don't personify state machinery or think there are no emotions in high places. Ti magic's lethality has much stronger deterrent effect than nuclear bombs】
【@Hyacinth, back to the point: focus on maintaining Hermit Island's alternate space stability. That thing actually exists in dual space—beneath surface Hermit Island hides underground city coordinates, originally a sunken previous-era city】
New intelligence!
Hibiscus had noticed the so-called underground city entrance couldn't contain much internal space, but it turned out to be a sandwich structure!
Hermit Island still hid secrets—worthy of being rated by netizens as useful even in late ga stages. Of course, this also ant not to investigate further—the key was dual space inspired her to simply invest more magic power in the island's main section.
Absolutely feasible. With this thought, she made slight adjustnts, consuming much less.
Originally, she'd been simultaneously powering two spaces—no wonder it was so exaggerated. Now finally sowhat normal, giving her more confidence in using Hermit Island as a military fortress.
Netizens continued discussing "ti magic deterrent effect," which was puzzling.
Everyone verbally claid to hate Quincy's mad actions but actually felt great about his suppression of the world in the original, hoping to see simulation worldlines again, or magical girl versions of dominating all directions.
【Nuclear bomb plan inadvisable—too high-profile】
【Ribbit! I want to see Church officers flying around on missiles】
【Unnecessary. You're always using data volu for comparison, which is exactly wrong. We have god's perspective, but Planet Gaia is full of fog of war. Joint military forces don't know magical girls' level at all. They're not stupid—they'll guess whether the so-called Church only has this many people, but dare they bet? Even betting, as ti passes and gaps widen, the Church will match its rumored strength】
【Mutual fear creates peace—that simple. Don't underestimate Boss Mu's public execution impact—it confird ti magic threats】
【Ti Priestess was so cool】
【High score】
【Among so many film and TV works, I only like Hyacinth's ti ability portrayal—truly versatile】
【Indeed, many relics, magic, or Disaster Beasts can assassinate and ambush, but generally don't create much psychological pressure since corresponding defensive asures exist. But imagine a ti-stopping assassin wanting your life—nobody wants to face that pressure】
【Hyacinth is an all-around magical girl—the gold content of well-rounded】
【Surveying heroes worldwide: Dio fears sunlight, Akemi Homura has limited thods, Sakuya insufficient output—you ti ability users can't rely solely on ti】
Hibiscus didn't understand various examples but realized netizens had confidence in her Sands of Ti. True, if limited to human assassination, the threat was strong enough, but she maintained certain pride: no need to reach that level.
Getting to the point of mass slaughter showed poor ability—winning without fighting was superior.
Using Hermit Island as a fortress for this catastrophic battle was sufficient—no need to be so strategic weapon. Ultimately, magical girls were most important.
She glanced at the distant beach.
The training area's magical girls were lively with occasional explosive shock waves. Fortunately Jin Yulu supervised sparring—otherwise others had too low error tolerance and could easily cause serious injuries... Wait, you're actively adapting to various magic enhancents to strengthen physique, right? Secretly working overti again.
In short, the Salvation Church just needed to honestly cultivate magical girls. The extraordinary era's montum was irreversible—version updates wouldn't destroy the world, people would.
Ti Priestess was rely sinking into grudges and resentnts with many others, ultimately leading everyone toward the end.
Hibiscus couldn't help asking: "Can you tell what happened to original Hyacinth after the catastrophic battle?"
She always rembered last ti's short film showing the silver-haired girl kneeling in broken ruins, witnessing her barely-improving career's destruction. What was the worst ending? She wanted to know the bottom line.
The comnt section showed several manga pages:
Obviously continuing from last ti's short film, the composition was simple yet powerful, depicting Ti Priestess slowly standing to gaze at distant Aurora birds breaking through the sky. Tear tracks had dried, eyes blazing, expression grave as water, posture still upright as if nothing could break her. Then the silver-haired girl turned to embark on a new journey, not even glancing at the devastated coastline behind. After December's catastrophic battle, the last of the future magical girl Big Four left Ningfeng Harbor to et her destiny.
Hibiscus saw little information, only certain that even instantly losing everything couldn't shake Ti Priestess, or perhaps buried madness deeper.
【As you see, only a few flashback scenes then, but later proved Boss Mu remained strong】
【Sowhat broken, I'd say】
【No, if truly broken, an incomplete heart origin couldn't reach ultimate magic realms. Hyacinth was tough enough】
【Though the long road seems like iron, now we stride from the beginning】
【After that, magical girl organizations rose everywhere. With experience from struggles, Ti Priestess recruited several small organizations to initially create the Salvation Church prototype, operating gang-style for a long ti until Nan Zhiyi, hearing news, approached to inject professionalism, entering rapid developnt】
【Worthy wheelchair girl—you're Hyacinth's chancellor, gaining you equals half the realm】
【In the simulated new worldline, Manjusaka, Dandelion, and Edelweiss all perford several tis better than their sa-period counterparts, proving talent only lacks a platform from success】
【Actually, the original never emphasized how miserable Hyacinth was—unnecessary. My Boss Mu's strength needs no embellishnt of bitter hardship or tragic past, but rather a growth path no less than the protagonist's, absolutely qualified as final boss】
So be it.
Hibiscus actually wanted to see how "she" faced failure, but it was unexpectedly plain—only the montum of giving everything remained.
Without courage to bet everything, failure was likely. The enemy was Catastrophic Disaster Beasts and direct commanders—where were there safe options? No need to hesitate anymore.
She posed today's final question: "Fellow netizens, please tell all intelligence about the upcoming catastrophic battle that could be useful. Don't worry about Knowledge Poison—I'm prepared."
【Are you certain? This is very dangerous】
"It's fine. I'll slow my thinking speed to delay Knowledge Poison onset, writing on the summoned magic Encyclopedia during this period to bypass pollution chanisms as much as possible."
【We've considered this thod too, but the uncertainty was too great to ntion. Since you've decided, let's try】
After getting replies, Hibiscus imdiately summoned Beatrice and briefly explained she might encounter severe pollution later. Hearing this, the girl activated magic and stood ready. The Encyclopedia could indeed serve as a dium avoiding Knowledge Poison, but at most let two people plus one magic share the burden—still dangerous.
But Senior Hyacinth might be activating Ti Prophecy—they had to take this risk.
"Are you ready, Beatrice?"
"Standing by anyti."
Hibiscus didn't doubt her. After discussing minimum pollution yet accurate, efficient intelligence with netizens, the mont text appeared, impact echoed through her mind.
Simultaneously, the system reacted: [New suggestion "Prevent Catastrophe Escalation" Reward: 150 Free Attribute Points, dium Regalia Advancent Stone, Guaranteed Golden-Level Full Relic Compatibility Draw]
...
Arctic War Zone, East Siberian region, north of Bering Strait, December 9th.
Wind and snow howled, ice shards like knives. The polar night's dimness shrouded all directions without daylight, making thousands of kiloters uninhabitable with temperatures reaching minus 50.
Rumble—layers of sea ice shattered as a joint military-flagged ten-thousand-ton icebreaker erged. On deck, Pasha in snow-white nun robes slightly lifted her veil. Ahead lay endless snow with extrely low visibility—nothing but continuous position fortresses.
Whoosh—
She exhaled, and it turned to ice chunks falling at her feet.
Pasha said leisurely: "We've maintained patrol for a week. Spatial rifts grow more active, and temperature keeps dropping."
The ice chunk was slowly picked up by Josh in snow combat gear, who examined it while murmuring: "Years ago during Arctic War Zone rotation service, even fuel would freeze solid. Now it's colder than before—will definitely affect combat."
"Definitely affected," nearby Gallup rubbed his hands. "My poison gas weakened considerably. I can only help by fusing into glaciers later."
Suddenly several points of fluorescent green light descended from the sky, covering Ghost Mask with renewed luster.
Magic spores?
Philona walked out from the cabin, leaning lazily against the doorfra with one hand: "Don't worry, I'll maintain everyone's condition. Since you'll all shield up front, I'll definitely offer abilities worthy of rear support. Plus, increasingly more magic power floats in the air—spores are easy to create. To so extent, this favors us—not too bad."
Her reassuring words didn't ease the heavy atmosphere, because every Holy Relic felt Disaster Beasts' lingering pressure—enemy forces stirred restlessly in another realm.
But overall, they hadn't reached the most dangerous mont.
Fate relics had actually provided specifications: after 3 attacks from catastrophe, the 4th would be intercepted by nuclear bombs, even causing damage.
Additionally, a classified relic "Holy Spear" prepared to find opportunities for serious beast injury.
Deck mbers dared not dwell on this, because classified relics themselves protected everyone—they contained terrifying Knowledge Poison that could explode heads from re thoughts.
Seemingly vague descriptions actually invested massive magic power to enhance power. The constrained fate force was incomparable to Eagle Company's dealings with the Salvation Church.
Most importantly, the military had to survive initial strikes or plans would be aningless. But such blizzards with frequent small spatial rifts repeatedly obstructed exploration work. Headquarters had to decide on joint patrols by regular forces and Holy Relic teams in sea areas.
Boom!
A huge sound ca from the other snowy end.
More than one Holy Relic team existed—probably combat occurred, but without distress signals, they maintained separate patrols. anwhile, a TV helicopter hurried past—even harsh polar night conditions couldn't stop war correspondents' burning hearts.
Pasha, always annoying dia, crossed her arms coldly: "These guys cause more brainless trouble the more they care."
"Might as well listen to new updates," Philona produced a radio. "Stationed in Arctic so long, I don't know how elsewhere is..."
Crackle!
After static, the radio transmitted blurred but serious tones:
"Now confird: 522 small-scale Disaster Beast outbreak points, 80 dium-scale, over 6 large-scale cumulative this month, distributed across all locations"
"So far, Disaster Beast attacks span seven continents and four oceans with losses in all countries. Calculations suggest next year's world GDP will drop significantly—we must prepare for crisis"
"Highest individual Disaster Beasts remain at boss level. Joint military headquarters states: reason to believe Catastrophic Disaster Beast groups have gathered nurous powerful individuals intending decisive battle"
"Our station reminds citizens to minimize outings, relocate inland if possible, and watch for infectious diseases"
"As known worldwide, close attention focuses on Arctic War Zone conditions. Reportedly, this Catastrophic Disaster Beast will land attacks from here. Facing this year's ultra-low temperature combat environnt, many hold pessimistic views with continuous related religious activities"
...Overall deterioration.
Outside was probably chaos—likely already beginning wilderness survival new version.
Listeners maintained grim expressions without extra comnt. Everyone mostly guessed, but Philona actively revealed facts. Regardless, catastrophe had sowhat occurred with heavy losses everywhere. Perhaps her subtext "we're only responsible for stopping maximum-scale disasters—don't be too desperate" truly fit the slacking nurse's consistent performance, but you personally worked hard in the last catastrophic battle too.
Deck silence reigned as everyone held breath yet remained sowhat lazy, treating it as tension reduction since they weren't serious regular military with relative freedom.
As leader, Josh spoke: "Return to base for one day's rest after this patrol."
"Hooray," Philona first agreed.
The captain poked his head out asking: "Commander, should we check the explosion site? Radar shows friendly Unit 1 hasn't moved over 10 minutes."
Everyone imdiately frowned. Unit 1 housed the most Holy Relics plus General Walpole commanding—quite powerful, capable of maintaining half-liberated relic states normally. A respected leader by all who kept the Holy Spear, shouldn't have problems...
"My superior is rigid. If we abandon posts and deviate patrol routes, we'll get scolded instead, so continue training 15 minutes before deciding."
"Yes, sir."
Just as she finished, a shadow suddenly appeared behind Philona's railing like an eagle, cold light striking directly at her heart.
Companions couldn't react in ti—the enemy moved too fast and concealed too well. Strike without warning, this claw aid to decapitate. At the critical mont, Philona suddenly leaned forward as killing intent passed overhead, taking several hair strands. Counterattack had begun.
She braced both hands on the ground for a high backwards kick, powerful like swinging a crescent moon, striking the flying Disaster Beast from behind.
A cannon-like boom.
The enemy was equally strong. Missing one strike, it imdiately covered itself with wings, solidly blocking this move while still splattering blood and dropping feathers, showing its force.
"It's Black Wind Wing species," Philona shouted.
"Watch for its infection storm."
Before Josh finished, nearby Gallup exhaled poisonous fog, instead blowing the Disaster Beast's escaping magic power back. Simultaneously, several flying Disaster Beasts possessed by Pasha had blocked routes. Instant coordination flowed like water, worthy of elite forces.
However, upon closer inspection, they found the Disaster Beast's claws held corpses—two colleagues from Patrol Ship 1, already dead? So fast.
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