Speak of the devil and he appears.
Jin Ruochu had just shown signs of Fortune and Misfortune's price, never expecting retribution so swift it made Hibiscus break into cold sweat.
She vaguely guessed it was Magical Girls gathering in large numbers, their mutual magical power attraction bringing Disaster Beasts.
Fortunately, modern people had long been trained by various Disaster Beast attacks, especially coastal cities with rich experience. So after initial chaos, the banquet venue quickly established order for gradual evacuation.
To put it harshly, not long after Salvation Church's fierce battle with Eagle Company, that huge commotion had already trained people's adaptability once—now it ca in handy.
Their continuous departure finally quieted the venue hall sowhat.
Facts proved when people were desperately fleeing for their lives, they wouldn't notice whether super heroes lurked nearby.
Empty and deserted.
The pink-haired protagonist held her forehead sighing, thinking there were still several promotional activities unfinished—this thing wasn't insured, so accept the loss.
"No, just treat the Disaster Beast as part of the publicity stunt."
"Stop thinking about those things." Hibiscus sighed. "Priority is fighting Disaster Beasts."
The Magical Girls exchanged glances and entered presence-reduction technique states, then magical power swept through disabling all electronic devices to avoid surveillance, ensuring foolproof preparation for enemy engagent. Regarding Disaster Beast warfare, Salvation Church's professionalism ranked among the top. Even research-type Magical Girls understood combat and wouldn't drag others down—this was the result of accumulated daily training.
Jin Ruochu, who'd recovered her spirits, patted her head. "Still a bit of a headache. Sorry, probably my fault."
"Don't say that. The Pacific Fallen Zone has been restless lately anyway... plus I can sense so unfamiliar Magical Girl auras in the city, including newly awakened ones."
Hibiscus, with the strongest perception, hit the nail on the head—probably Disaster Beasts were attracted.
No wonder.
As long as one carefully observed and followed the trail, they'd definitely find Five-Color Narcissus Company seeking to join, resulting in more and more Magical Girls causing nearby monsters to grow restless.
Even Hidden Island, full of experts, maintained ocean voyages to avoid aura leakage triggering large-scale attacks—too troubleso. Large-scale coastal land gatherings would definitely liven things up, plus causality strongest magic interference indeed provoked reactions.
"Don't delay. Remote strikes will appear shortly. Everyone gather around , let's leave the venue first—"
Before finishing, piercing sounds whistled overhead as countless boulders flew from sea toward coastal cities, one heading straight for the venue building.
Pause 0.5 seconds.
The gray-white world froze the super cannonball carrying enormous kinetic energy, while Magical Girls could move freely due to contact with the ti magic master—otherwise this sudden assault's power would create casualties.
During the pause, Hibiscus had enough ti to pull the girls one hundred ters outside the building.
Boom!
The mont magic lifted, boulders smashed the do to pieces—instantly broken walls and ruins, hissing gas leaks triggering new chain explosions, shockwaves slapping faces alarmingly. For Seedling Stage Magical Girls with strong comprehensive abilities, no problem, but the scene still had Xiang Yunyao and other research group mbers lacking combat power—many newcors facing battlefields formally for the first ti, totaling four non-combat personnel.
Jin Ruochu reminded: "Those temporarily unable to fight should increase power maintaining concealnt techniques. With so many eyes now, identity exposure would be troubleso."
anwhile, she granted this aspect a touch of good luck.
Leaving dangerous indoor environnts didn't an streets were safe—quite the opposite, even more chaotic.
Looking toward the horizon revealed dark clouds, howling winds mixed with roars, warship artillery flashing out creating fireballs.
Both sides engaged in close combat, neither yielding. Relatively precise fleet firepower was manageable, basically avoiding friendly fire. But Disaster Beast stone-throwing attacks constantly targeted cities—dozens of buildings struck and smoking heavily, not to ntion chaotic crowds accidentally pushing, starting fires, and other secondary disasters.
The land called City of Angels once again suffered turmoil—Disaster Beasts were far more terrifying than company versus Church battles.
Hibiscus looked deeply toward distant seas: "This ti there's a boss Disaster Beast, and it's too well-fed to handle easily. Should cause trouble for a while."
"Los Angeles probably has no Holy Relics available now."
"Why?"
Everyone was surprised by Elsa's news—after all, information indicated upcoming Pacific Fallen Zone military action. Why were there no stationed personnel instead?
"Actually, think carefully and you'll understand. Current situations are so complex with opposition factions not fully cleared—many still don't obey Bull's commands. So simply gathering everyone together is better, keeping them under surveillance until satisfied, then returning to respective posts."
Jin Ruochu raised an eyebrow. "Are war zone generals exceptions? Heh, if Bull has the guts, withdraw everyone."
"First squeeze soft persimmons, win over those in key but non-core wavering positions—the rest will align themselves. Very conventional tactics, nothing unusual. My father used this several tis."
Well-inford Elsa's judgnt was accurate, having just returned from New Allied Forces Headquarters where she'd sensed countless powerful auras—confird beyond doubt.
Just as everyone pondered, undisguised powerful ntal scanning spread out.
Hibiscus perceived extensively.
"Mixed good and bad news... You're right. Bad news: indeed no Holy Relics and even military numbers severely reduced. Good news: found new Magical Girls. If she's unwilling to show herself, truly wouldn't be known."
The silver-haired girl looked toward an intersection's end where a girl approached wearing orange jacket, sunglasses, and white chiffon dress Regalia—obviously triple awakening state.
"That ntal power and sharp rescue actions just now... You're Church people, right? Call Narcissus."
"I observed that only you systematically use concealnt techniques, often quite experienced."
She lifted her sunglasses revealing white pupils—different from Josh's blindness but spirited, probably echoing so magical characteristic. Being watched by these eyes felt nothing, seemingly never drawing attention. Then Narcissus lightly waved her hand, a rubber eraser appearing beside her, making the fire sea separating both sides completely disappear without leaving even burn marks.
Should be summoning-type—the seemingly plain eraser manifestation carried concealnt concepts.
Magic couldn't be judged by appearance. Who'd expect Encyclopedia to beco the first counterasure card for conquering Antarctic Relic Treasury?
Narcissus coughed several tis seriously: "First, I must express gratitude. Thanks to your organization's selfless sharing, I could master magical power avoiding many control dangers, even getting into private university. Second, I have Magical Girl friends facing control risks—the situation's urgent, I can't handle it and need help. Finally..."
"Wait."
Hibiscus quickly raised her hand interrupting: "I know. Because Miss Angela severely lacks presence, she likes communication, right? I'll chat properly with you about everything regarding the Church after this, but first solve the current Disaster Beast attack, okay?"
This statent made her eyes widen. "You truly are Hyacinth. Fine, I'll definitely help."
Fortunately, she'd always morized recorded Magical Girl materials.
Thanks to nurous power-level and gaming enthusiasts among netizens frequently revealing information, most powerful Magical Girls or special environnt counterasure cards were crystal clear.
Hibiscus firmly rembered this information—her mind was like a database. Except for those capable of counter-detection, she could connect personal profiles based solely on appearance, ability performance, personality style, Regalia nas, etc.
Ultimate skill: doxxing.
So she revealed Magical Girl Narcissus's real na in one phrase.
Others might be unhappy, but Angela, always lacking attention as a wallflower, was moved to tears with starry eyes, stepping forward to grab Hibiscus's hand and nod repeatedly.
Even her parents never called her na, always scratching their heads puzzled then using "hey" as designation.
Though life was relatively comfortable with harmonious family, this knot never resolved. Being ignored repeatedly reminded her she didn't belong to the normal world.
Even sa-level Magical Girl friends with similar gaps were easily affected—every eting required fresh self-introductions. Obviously agreeing on tis and places, knowing when you should arrive, but never connecting related mories. Too awkward. Various side effects stripped Angela of social life, once making her hate her own magic. Today seemingly finally had its mont—her whole body burned with passion.
"What does Senior Hyacinth need to do?"
Originally, Narcissus and several companions planned joining the Administration anyway—after all, it was already a legal, legitimate organization with billions in assets, quite respectable. Moreover, as magical power beings different from ordinary people, they naturally craved their own kind.
"Your summoning magic Universal Eraser excels at eliminating traces—specialized domain number one. Just help us with cover."
"Let say upfront, I'm only triple awakening. If you use overly exaggerated large-scale output, I can't hide it, though I'd definitely break clue chains too."
"No problem, we'll consider this. Just do your job well."
Hibiscus spoke earnestly then patted Angela's shoulder—the latter looked excited. Claiming no fear was lying, but she felt much more at ease. Her continuous investigation of Five-Color Narcissus Company wasn't in vain—attending the press conference for investigation was indeed the right choice.
Concealnt.
As Angela forcefully wiped at empty air, all phenona seed to fade in color, everything becoming hazy from Magical Girl perspectives.
Passing pedestrians completely ignored them—even cats and dogs couldn't detect them at all.
"My magic can serve as cognitive barrier layers, making everyone unable to notice traces. Also erases or interferes with physical traces like slls, fingerprints, footprints, etc. You've experienced the side effects too—sorry for making you feel this forgotten-by-the-world sensation... sotis I even suspect I could completely erase soone's existence traces."
Everyone felt chills down their spines.
Magical Girls' speculations about their own abilities equaled developnt directions. If you think it's possible, it definitely will be later—so magic truly existed that could strip away existence.
Jin Ruochu murmured: "Dr. Mu, doesn't Miss Angela completely counter the Artist Miss you ntioned?"
Hibiscus smiled aningfully without answering. Best not respond to causality strongest magic's conclusions now to avoid adding variables.
Boom!
Explosions from the sea grew louder. Countless flying fish desperately charged warships like cannonballs from unknown ocean sources. Almost at first contact, they crashed bloody and mangled, but even alloy armor showed dents—another hit in the sa spot would warp it.
After continuous thud-thud-clanks, even lightweight warships showed holes.
Usually facing massive Disaster Beasts, they could hold out a while, but today re small fry tore through armor—simply incredible, never seen before.
This was organizational difference. These Disaster Beasts, influenced by special sound waves, coordinated seamlessly—otherwise explaining continuous impacts on the sa spots accumulating damage to break armor was impossible. This was an orderly attack—aggressive but not mad.
City alert broadcasts increased volu:
"Attention, all parties attention. We've determined Los Angeles experienced moderate cluster outbreak events affecting 1,200 square kiloters."
"Citizens please remain ho or in shelters, beware of infection spread. We will continue reinforcing—"
Engineers quickly assembled beachheads, adding fortifications with pre-processed unit components transported to designated positions forming integrated seawalls. Unfortunately, relatively insufficient numbers created slight tension.
They supported naval forces with shore-based firepower, carpet-bombing target combat zones—explosive water splashes filled skies, roaring flas, burnt slls in the air.
"This firepower level seems like we don't need to act." Xiang Yunyao said. "Senior, should we take non-combat personnel to rescue more people? There are people trapped under rubble over there."
"Of course, also watch your own safety."
Hibiscus watched them move slightly farther away—concealnt effects conveniently continued targeting subjects for periods.
"Actually, I also think Los Angeles defense levels should hold until Holy Relics arrive. Let's observe for now, paying attention."
"Right, the so-called West Coast's first city's military preparations definitely can hold."
Just as Jin Ruochu finished speaking, a super whirlpool spanning hundreds of ters appeared on the sea surface, currents diverting as surging Disaster Beasts leaped out—the main characters finally arrived fashionably late. Seeing this, companions couldn't help looking at her, making the girl scratch her head with a silly smile.
"Roar—"
Heart-rending roars made every Magical Girl present feel palpitations. No mistake—they sensed prey scent and charged desperately.
Each carried multiple overlapping Disaster Beast auras with unimaginably rich vitality. Direct cannon hits rapidly regenerated—a kind of immortality. Mutual cannibalism no longer satisfied them—now they needed human flesh and magical beings. This glimpse showed Fallen Zones were probably hellscapes where mutual devouring reached limits, charging through artillery fire to hunt.
Desperately, so Disaster Beasts climbed warship surfaces, attacking soldiers like opening cans—instantly blood and flesh flew.
Naval defense lines in crisis—insufficient troop weaknesses finally exposed to enemies.
anwhile, terrifying auras continued rising from whirlpools. If these were commanding Disaster Beasts, their vitality would only be stronger.
"I hate highly regenerative opponents most, but we can't just watch anymore." Hibiscus spoke while already fully transforming—black military uniform with red cape highlighting her tall, straight figure.
Splash!
Suddenly magical power tides rose from behind—clearly from one Magical Girl, no, two. That whirlpool guy triggered magical power rampage, worsening events.
Angela paled as even her concealnt magic wavered.
"Definitely Helen and Zoe. The friends in danger I ntioned just now were them. The Church should have experience handling control loss, right?" She pleaded painfully: "Please help us, I beg you."
Hibiscus decided instantly: "Split forces—you handle that side, I'll deal with Disaster Beasts."
At crucial monts, Magical Girl Hyacinth's backbone role was most obvious. When attacked from both sides, this was the only way.
Logically, dividing forces wasn't a good strategy, even full of dangerous variables, but with Hibiscus responsible for one route, no one objected. After all, in transcendent combat, one trump card could match thousands—ti to show Disaster Beasts overwhelming individual force.
Splash!
Suddenly the ground rumbled with flying earth and stones, ground trembling. Seemingly unshakeable surface layers rose and fell like waves, even creating 3-ter height differences.
Los Angeles outskirts, Cordillera Mountains direction showed eerie earth-light with fleeing birds and beasts, trees falling in patches like doomsday.
Though positioned kiloters away, they witnessed road tears and overturns, indirectly affecting beachhead defenses, making Disaster Beasts roar triumphantly. Though knowing it was magical control rampage, the power was stunning.
In other words, this stage already possessed terrain-changing destructive power.
This also ant the Magical Girl's control loss wasn't light, constantly enduring pain.
Situation not good!
Even Church Magical Girls felt tense.
Comparatively, organization mbers like Healing Rain, Swift Thunder, and Military Band elental types indeed weren't good at frontal assault, once making people forget it was the most terrifying power type among eight major series—aftershocks alone could defeat insufficiently strong opponents. Based on experience, it was earth-elent related. Further disturbance might create fault lines tearing cities or even lava eruption, inducing volcanic explosions.
Only Hibiscus remained calm: "This is truly first-tier offensive elental magic power. I guess it's the Mountain Building Movent, right?"
"Worthy of a prophet. This is Zoe's ability. Helen with her is Tropical Cold Current—natural influence types among elental systems."
"Give remaining intelligence to my friends on the way. Act imdiately."
"Wait."
Angela broke off a piece of eraser for everyone, explaining: "Carry this—even magic's signature special effects are hard to recognize. Though not so necessary, count it as camouflage. In outsiders' eyes, it'll be Church new experts mobilizing. Otherwise, just you few isn't really proper."
She jokingly reminded them. Magical Girls smiled knowingly—indeed, careful observation would guess the so-called first transcendent organization's scale should be quite small.
Just then, ocean currents leaped from water, scattering charging Disaster Beast formations while beaches built high walls.
Though Zoe and Helen triggered control loss influenced by whirlpool's eerie Disaster Beasts, they blocked enemies when opportunities arose, showing extraordinary willpower determination. Moreover, this control faintly bordered triple awakening to seedling stage advancent.
Ocean whirlpools weren't outdone—more monsters roared out.
Church Magical Girls exchanged glances then simply separated—one group toward coasts, another crossing city districts into mountain wilderness.
Buzz—
Superior magical oppressive aura represented the true leader of this Cluster Disaster Beast group rising slowly.
Instantly the weather changed dramatically with raging waves. Ocean swells like stepped staircases battered beachheads, tearing even shark nets as dark clouds shrouded the City of Angels.
"Just how many of your kind did you eat?" Frowning Hibiscus muttered while flying. Oppressive aura from Disaster Beasts didn't directly correlate with strength but reflected origin depth—such influence represented unfathomable health bars.
To accumulate this level, they'd devoured companions, Magical Girls, even fairies. Boss-level ergence from Fallen Zones being so over-spec revealed hell's corner.
Inside was probably competitive to insanity.
If Magical Girl Hyacinth faced an oppressive aura like breeze, most city garrison troops lay scattered.
Everything happened too fast—no ti for resistance drug injections and adaptation. Those with slightly insufficient constitution fainted en masse, plus nurous heavily damaged warships created grim situations.
She noticed more remaining soldiers than expected, even so defending decks and engaging climbing Disaster Beasts in lee combat.
"All die!" Soone roared, stabbing the half-human, half-fish monster before him with machetes.
"Active personnel support the bridge—quickly retreat warships—"
"Fight!"
On the surface, garrison forces were suppressed by sudden attacks, but their organizational ability, reaction speed, and firm will were all comndable. Rember, city garrison troops weren't offensive elite forces—holding until now was already praiseworthy.
Opponent reactions best proved strength. Several cannonballs actually hit whirlpools triggering painful cries, obviously injuring commanding Disaster Beasts and staining seas red.
Careful observation revealed these seemingly ordinary soldiers incorporated modification surgeries, fusing partial Disaster Beast remains while maintaining normalcy with basically no side effects. Why? Thinking this, she realized it was thanks to era progress—Five-Color Narcissus Company's specific dicine sufficiently suppressed most rejection reactions, reducing low-grade modifications to appendix surgery levels. Moreover, magical revival helped everyone—at least humans weren't as easily contaminated as before.
Combined efforts pushed military strength improvents from grassroots levels, still progressing with promising futures.
No wonder Bull was confident organizing Fallen Zone offensives, even preparing for prolonged campaigns—apparently already secretly maneuvering.
Perhaps she didn't need to act?
Just as this thought arose, massive shadows rose from whirlpools like inverted bowls slowly floating—round shapes estimated 120 ters diater. Just from volu, obviously troubleso, origins still climbing with howling winds.
Fleet volleys hitting the "big bowl" simply slid off spread out—explosions ineffective, physical kinetic energy worthless, direct tanking without scratches.
It finally revealed its true form—a pale pink jellyfish.
Accurately speaking, only the head part was jellyfish-shaped. When the boss Disaster Beast "stood" revealing other parts, everyone's scalps tingled. Those tentacles were covered with tumors, seemingly wrapping Disaster Beasts, so grotesque ones spitting mbranes engraved with death masks—dozens and hundreds of such things.
Auras weren't just from flesh jellyfish—many origins actually ca from devoured but undigested kin.
"What monsters are hidden in Fallen Zones!"
"This guy counts as disgusting even among Disaster Beasts."
"Be careful."
Even experienced military personnel dared not jump to conclusions. Only one point was clear—opponents were definitely tough, possibly dying here.
As if confirming their ominous premonitions, the flesh jellyfish suddenly raised tentacles, lifting its super-brain thirty ters above sea level in strange postures like Pacific blossoms.
But no one appreciated it. Everyone maliciously speculated about this monster. Next mont, substantial magical power spread in ripples sweeping all directions.
The flesh jellyfish's fierce expression could trigger attacks that weren't simple—rippling magical power rapidly spread as shock waves!
Contact surfaces imdiately generated enormous kinetic energy destroying targets from fine details. Warships, coastal fortifications, buildings—none spared, more like infrasound destroying structural stability, even affecting Disaster Beasts causing imdiate deaths.
After ultra-wide-range fire coverage, battlefields fell eerily silent without even echoing tides.
More garrison personnel fell unconscious.
They scrambled to barely operate warships retreating rearward, but unexpectedly after one attack, the flesh jellyfish conserved power with increasingly concentrated auras, obviously still harboring ill intent while brewing second rounds.
"Quickly ergency rescue and transfer wounded—don't waste single seconds."
"I sense it's not over—far from finished. That guy wants another round to completely exterminate us."
"Anti-shock—"
Before finishing, the flesh jellyfish charged energy again, blooming its big head maximally while artillery slid off or bounced away, completely unable to stop it. Garrison forces looked ashen, gritting teeth preparing to take direct hits.
However, next mont the skyline tore open a chasm with clouds parting as invisible energy crashed down hitting the massive Disaster Beast, impacts spreading and raising waves.
Seeing trouble, Hibiscus decisively acted, easily interrupting the flesh jellyfish's charging while opening ravine-like wounds splitting it in two. Unfortunately, as expected, after several Disaster Beast corpses disappeared from tentacles, it regenerated and recovered, returning to unmarked condition without even aura fluctuations—imaginably endless vitality, extrely troubleso.
She flew to the flagship deck, saying quietly: "Don't force direct confrontation. Block other Disaster Beasts first."
"...Never seen before. You're Salvation Church personnel."
"Yes."
"Thank you for support."
Garrison troops' attitude toward strangers showed cognition didn't match Magical Girl Hyacinth, proving Universal Eraser's effectiveness.
They readily retreated without daring to linger, simply leaving battlefields against special boss Disaster Beasts completely to unknown Magical Girls, only handling small fry.
Now wasn't ti to pursue responsibility authorities. Moreover, Salvation Church was renowned—definitely expert professor consultations, perfectly suited for such special Disaster Beasts.
"Please be extrely careful. It should be new mutant Disaster Beasts, often possessing multiple attributes."
After reminding, garrison fleets slowly retreated to safer shore-based fire coverage zones. As long as redirecting focus toward less eerie targets, they could still manage. Compared to military's previous indifferent or even wary attitudes toward Magical Girls, now they could be called comrades.
Hibiscus watched for a while, feeling more relaxed.
She hadn't expected Magical Girl Narcissus's abilities were so useful—this way she could create several tis Church troop strength.
But the premise was beautifully handling so-called new mutants—otherwise "unknown experts" in others' eyes wouldn't seem capable of standing alone. Fundantally required victory.
While pondering, the flesh jellyfish ahead began bubbling in surrounding oceans like boiling water steaming with scalding breath creating burning sensations. Next mont, tentacles wrapped in boiling water whipped through air at speeds creating afterimages—
Swoosh!
Just peripheral vision reactions made Hibiscus instinctively dodge—tentacles thick as telephone poles imdiately smashed fishing boats to pieces.
Trajectory-splashing boiling water splashed on her but was blocked by surface-covering origin plus Regalia.
Next mont, hundreds of tentacles wove aerial nets like whips.
The flesh jellyfish let out triumphant roars, seemingly certain this strike would bury enemies. In Fallen Zones for so many years, it dominated through this, though inferior to fixed-territory island lords but sufficient to crush ordinary enemies. This ti it must devour enough energy for complete evolution.
Even knowing human gathering areas had various dangers, magical power craving instincts still drove hunting.
Contrary to expectations.
The silver-haired girl flew gracefully dodging countless whippings. If once brushing past counted as coincidence, every near-miss was simply insulting—even Disaster Beasts felt rising fury.
It couldn't predict actual telekinesis slightly deflected flight trajectories—almost undetectable before ticulous control.
As Magical Girls advanced, earlier abilities produced qualitative changes.
Previously, Hibiscus's telekinesis could only fold paper cranes for Nan Zhiyi, perception accuracy comparable to eagles, but reaching Growth Stage with Regalia upper garnt enhancent developed further. Sa elent new stages provided feedback boosts to old stage skills, so even with closed eyes, she could detect every attack trajectory with telekinesis sufficient to deflect heavy objects that smashed fishing boats.
Crack!
Reef stones were viciously shattered, but unfortunately even splashing debris couldn't touch the silver-haired girl.
"Ugly thing, I originally thought you had sothing special, but unfortunately accumulated enough origins without triggering qualitative changes. No wonder you'd escape Fallen Zones—indeed unsuitable for your survival. There should be sa-type but stronger Disaster Beasts—those deserve being called threats."
Though Disaster Beasts couldn't understand human speech well, emotional sensing wasn't bad. This re Magical Girl dared look down on it—too arrogant.
Angry flesh jellyfish whipped faster but still couldn't catch clothing corners.
Hibiscus perfectly dodged one attack, then flicked out streaming light. Instantly Sands of Ti activated with triple acceleration while locking enemies—relative speed changes dramatically increased power, hitting targets directly.
Gurgle—boom!
At critical monts, Disaster Beasts used slippery big heads to deflect even magical power energy bodies, even showing triumphant emotions.
Empty posturing—direct hits at Growth Stage Magical Girl strikes couldn't be completely avoided. Actually, hit areas showed massive burns even charring with aromatic air.
Actually, flesh jellyfish gradually growing intelligence was full of fear. Though unable to understand ti concepts, recent body uncontrolled sluggishness made every cell tremble. Opponents were strong—no worse than territory-holding Fallen Zone creatures. Should it retreat?
"I've dealt with several types like you hiding in water."
Hibiscus slowly extended her hand. Instantly relative flow speed change circles covered 800 ters—not reaching limits but precisely wrapping targets plus several stronger ordinary Disaster Beasts. Precision distinguished realm levels.
Splash!
Due to different flow speeds, easily separating massive flesh jellyfish from oceans while opponents' struggles seed like slow-motion playback.
The silver-haired girl deliberately watched surrounding naval soldiers—they only gaped without associating with Hyacinth.
They just felt Salvation Church suddenly produced another never-recorded expert easily handling special boss Disaster Beasts—simply incredible.
Or rather, fundantally didn't feel the sa.
Narcissus's magic affecting living beings leaned toward "psychological concealnt," preventing related thoughts, thus both hidden and secure. Even recorded video dia transmissions were similarly affected.
Not to ntion current photography quality was amusing, plus most damaged.
To outsiders, it should count as witnessing another extraordinary Magical Girl's teoric rise.
Shaking her head to dispel distractions, Hibiscus tightened flowing speed change circles. Completely captured flesh jellyfish exposed the most vulnerable tentacle roots to opponents. Next mont, dozens and hundreds of magical power beams bombarded down with flying blood and mournful cries. Due to ti magic, damage slowly materialized, making Disaster Beast flesh-tearing processes clearly visible.
Structurally nothing remarkable, but flesh strength exceeded expectations—that smooth skin also benefited from keratin layers.
Release!
Hibiscus snapped fingers fully materializing damage. A bloody flesh ball appeared in the sky with countless tentacles falling, finally crashing into seas raising two-story waves.
She thought so-called new mutants had eerie aspects, but it was just scratching surfaces. Creatures driven from Fallen Zones had no reference value.
Currently, flesh jellyfish still struggled floating on seas attempting counterattacks.
Awakened ferocious Disaster Beasts, regardless of strength, only had killing left, moreover extrely hungry and vowing to devour everything.
"Enough—"
Accompanying Hibiscus's voice was full-power oppressive aura firmly locking targets. Now it felt body aches, too late to absorb captured Disaster Beasts. No, wrong from the start—this Magical Girl's power far exceeded sa-level performance. If other Growth Stages had slight victory chances, no luck existed before her.
Puff! Just oppressive aura force made countless tentacles break simultaneously, blood spattering seas. Other Disaster Beasts couldn't devour either, being suppressed by garrison firepower.
Next mont, Hibiscus slightly raised her hand with silver hair dancing in wind. Brilliant light cast shadows covering entire Disaster Beast bodies. Facing such might, it trembled helplessly but couldn't change fate at all.
She threw out a 4-square-kiloter Temporal Cross-Section like skipping stones horizontally!
Jellyfish imdiately split in half. Since so, vitality reserves naturally couldn't be used, not even dying imdiately but awaiting passage.
Moreover, unprecedented massive mirror shards centered on whirlpools rotated, slaughtering hundreds and thousands of Disaster Beasts. Not a drop of blood in seas—only floating limbs. Too fast for anyone to react to what happened.
Hibiscus felt concealnt wavering.
Indeed, large-scale magic use was hard to hide, but early release should reduce loads.
With one thought, those temporarily halted wounded Disaster Beasts all died as sunlit coasts stained crimson.
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