South Pacific Forces Command beca completely busy.
During this period, Hermit Island remained docked here, accompanying New Zealand's North Island across waters, daily shrouded in clouds like fairyland with wondrous qualities.
This destined long and arduous war finally welcod rare rest periods. For most people, not maintaining high-intensity offensives counted as reorganization. Taking this opportunity, Church Leadership headed by Hibiscus and Allied Forces leadership headed by Bull worked day and night formulating strategies, so overall offensive slowed.
Clear skies for thousands of miles, calm winds and still waves.
Except for so scenery-spoiling Disaster Beast appearances, New Zealand's lush landscapes displayed to visitors, who gradually noticed how beautiful and magnificent their footing was.
Magical Girls stationed at headquarters were managed by Jin Ruochu and Nan Zhiyi, continuing training while occasionally helping Allied Forces discipline attacking Disaster Beasts. Super defense lines jointly constructed by both sides couldn't be conquered by any force.
In just two days, facing 6 waves of Disaster Beast attacks, they stood firm, dyeing seas red with monster blood flowing like oars.
Rumble!
Every day gunfire announced sleep's end—or rather, never resting.
Ordinary soldiers constantly witnessed coastal artillery roaring, shell after shell entering Disaster Beast legions, exploding into clouds with flesh flying. Each shot stirred ground dust and ocean waves. Enemies charged forward fearlessly, making people wonder how many numbers could withstand such tornt? Anyway, military upheld "guests who co from afar" principles with grand welcos.
Most cost-effective attacks were shells whistling forth, blasting Disaster Beasts in large swaths, with underwater depth charges grinding rcilessly—no dead angles.
Additionally, air raids provided precise strikes filling gaps. eting stubborn ones ant missile greetings, instantly spreading shockwaves, turning targets and surrounding unlucky ones to pieces.
But so hard bones remained.
So intelligent Disaster Beasts slightly weaker than vanguards but with high vitality and mobility often survived underwater.
"Report, this strike missed. Target subrging into deep sea."
"Damn, too late to intercept. Harbor areas prepare for impact—"
Just as communication channels urgently reminded, everyone saw escaped Disaster Beasts surface, ramming into empty reef piles while roaring and biting, using teeth for intense stone exchanges. That fierce energy stunned everyone.
"Everyone continue operations. My illusion interference protects base key areas—general attacks can't aim accurately." Illusionist's voice explained.
"Yes, ma'am."
Including her, powerful Holy Relics guaranteed defense line stability, eliminating threatening Disaster Beasts in cradles.
Actually, Illusionist wasn't as relaxed as she appeared. As ti passed, corresponding ntal-attribute Disaster Beasts finally appeared with certain resistance, requiring enhanced illusions aning increased consumption.
No wonder Church people repeatedly warned—they truly understood large-scale Disaster Beasts backed by major ecosystems, having experienced them.
More numbers produced types, cooperation, and clustering, multiplying threats.
She clearly observed Disaster Beasts growing stronger with gradually increasing infection factor concentrations, proving they ca from deeper areas. This represented internal chaos with even general Disaster Beasts fleeing—their civil war intensity escalating, good opportunities. Of course, specific tactics weren't Illusionist's decisions, not even staff's.
Magical Girls held dominant power.
Though New Allied Forces appeared imposing, key intelligence ca from Salvation Church—you manage brains, but I decide collected information.
Even long-term Kunlun Mountain base stationing didn't delay Illusionist's external understanding. No one was unclear about such decisive supernatural organizations, most importantly having sufficient deterrent force as violence machines, like this scene:
Dozens of flying Disaster Beasts bypassing air defense circles toward Hermit Island were shot down by magical power beams, wailing as blood spilled across skies.
Such densely interwoven net attacks weren't achieved overnight.
That counted as military.
Unfortunately, Illusionist couldn't sense opposite specific situations. Even with Salvation Church headquarters nearby, she knew nothing. Moreover, rash detection would damage friendships.
For superiors' orders to investigate, she'd better slack off—after all, they watched closely too.
While pondering, she suddenly saw a golden dragon erge from clouds, massive body casting shadows that made shoreline garrison soldiers shrink their heads. After all, this one was more exaggerated than most Disaster Beasts. Magical Girl Imperial Flower was indeed eye-catching—such transformation scales made low-key impossible.
"You seem to have been observing Hermit Island." The house-sized dragon-snake head smiled: "How's the scenery?"
"Too much fog to see clearly."
Honestly, Illusionist felt intimidated—after all, recognizing code na Golden Dragon Emperor was famous with brilliant records.
As if detecting her emotional fluctuations, the other smiled: "Don't take it to heart. I'm not so casino bouncer requiring fierce appearances—just sensitive to gazes, so ca for a look."
Then hissing mist dispersed, revealing a dragon-robed Regalia girl.
"I heard Hyacinth ntion you—loyal follower of Pharmacist for many years, plus rare auxiliary ability relics. I like steadfast protective guardians. Let's be friends."
Jin Yulu familiarly extended her hand. After stunned monts, Illusionist reciprocated politely, discovering this Imperial Flower miss was approachable in actual interaction.
An illusion?
"So you chose Hyacinth, right? She's a charismatic leader who's saved many people so far. If it were , I'd definitely do everything to complete her missions." Illusionist murmured: "But I'm weak and don't excel at frontal combat. Unlike you who can charge frontlines while contributing so much to superiors."
"Don't belittle yourself. Your existence, your support is the greatest contribution."
"Heard you serve as organizational instructor. Are there universal Magical Girl training thods? Did you previously do this work?"
Jin Yulu smiled without speaking, attitude remaining gentle yet never loosening up. Seeing this, Illusionist also smiled.
Truly reliable allies.
Salvation Church had backbone solid as iron walls, plus rising core forces and constantly supplented fresh blood... indeed representing new forces establishing footholds. Such impregnable teams couldn't be investigated by her—forget it.
At this mont, nearby Hermit Island's battles with Disaster Beast clusters intensified. They discovered increasing weakness—Hyacinth's poison gas from earlier was spreading.
Experienced Jin Yulu and Illusionist imdiately realized Disaster Beasts' unusual conditions.
Weakened?
Careful observation revealed Disaster Beasts originally charging ferociously, but upon eting Black Jar's poison mist, they rapidly weakened with skin festering phenona, Origin reactions declining significantly, threat levels naturally dropping.
Remaining slightly stubborn ones were individually targeted by heavy firepower, losing combat ability. Even coastal defense soldiers' morale soared—much simpler.
After watching montarily, Illusionist murmured:
"...Do you know? Soone once hoped using Black Jar to create Anti-Disaster Beast poison gas or research vaccines. This potential kept its rating at national treasure, but long-term led many researchers to think it was overrated. Turns out it lacked powerful aptitude holders—only Hyacinth's special talents could control demonic relics."
"We initially spent considerable effort controlling Black Jar, hoping it was worth the price. Now it seems quite useful." Jin Yulu answered, hand shading eyes.
Both witnessed relic poison gas rapidly spreading, taking over infection disease storms with gray-black tints.
Death's color.
Disaster Beasts tasting them unanimously showed weakened states.
Don't look at Magical Girl Hyacinth currently in conference rooms talking—her relic abilities never ceased, still helping command garrison units, frequently achieving rit. Everyone fought so smoothly for reasons they understood:
"I never dread we'd reverse-poison Disaster Beasts soday—refreshing enough."
"Workable. That combat plan is very reasonable."
"Fight!"
Military forces with most personnel replaced by fusion warriors couldn't be asured by ordinary human thinking, carrying sowhat manic atmospheres.
Fallen Zones twisted Disaster Beasts toward contradictory developnt of brutality, bloodthirst, yet awakened intelligence, also changing humans—everyone unconsciously influenced.
"Won't hide from you—I was previously military psychological doctor with so experience." Illusionist shook her head: "Even so, I don't know whether abnormal ntalities after human-Disaster Beast combat count as healthy. Certainly, many need psychological counseling after this battle."
"No problem. Soone will always adapt, and trust guys who survive hell while staying normal."
As forr Disaster Beast counterasure unit mber, Jin Yulu understood well, having experienced those scenes. Even as ordinary person, she retained psychological shadows but would overco them—necessary even if helpless.
Rumble, rumble—
Attacks from Hermit Island direction were liveliest, occasionally seeing Magical Girl figures leaping from clouds, battling Disaster Beasts endlessly.
Both sides spared no magical power bombardnts, brilliant colors dyeing skies.
Their martial displays even shocked this elite unit, wondering how Magical Girls were so skilled? Rather than Disaster Beasts attempting hunts, both sides were mutual prey with primitive wildness. rciless killing and fighting—the only difference was Church people were more organized, disciplined, and collective combat-oriented, slightly more civilized, but not much.
So personally witnessing Magical Girl formation combat corners felt shocked, involuntarily wondering if future world corners were revealed.
"Looks lively here?" Suddenly Kale appeared nearby: "Talks over there are boring—ca for fresh air."
Illusionist was noncommittal—her superior slacking again.
She smiled, continuing: "Heard Imperial Flower enjoys martial exchanges, accepting all cors. Now conveniently free—should we find empty space for slight activities?"
Jin Yulu's eyes imdiately lit up: "I felt chatting couldn't satisfy your curiosity long ago. Co on."
Whoosh!
Watching both transform into teors departing, Illusionist held her forehead sighing, thinking it naturally evolved to this step. No probing was more straightforward than actual fighting, so Imperial Flower and Kale chose the sa target: sea surfaces.
"Exercises will happen over there—everyone avoid it, don't get involved—"
Then two surging pressures suddenly rose. Obviously calm seas produced whirlpools with towering waves, overwhelming force flattening ordinary Disaster Beasts.
No prologues existed—next mont both mobilized magical power restraining themselves, filling every blood vessel to skin with energy.
Jin Yulu shrugged as her form exploded to 2.5-ter dragon-person posture—strongest state.
Facing renowned strong opponents, Kale didn't dare slack, drawing all magical power resonating with container relics, body magical power seemingly raising tornadoes climbing steadily. This was using most suitable magic chanisms with relics—Soul Possessor could transmit main body magical power while enhancing Origin, while Container bore comprehensive collection while minimizing loss restoration power:
80% output.
"Hurry up. I like letting opponents strike first."
"Then I won't be polite." Kale suddenly punched directly hitting Jin Yulu's chest scale weak points, ticulous observation finding opportunities.
Targets unsuspectingly flew backward, speeds so fast friction generated heat trailing flas, nearly colliding with warships. But next mont, half-dragon girl spread wings behind, forcibly braking with magical power dissipating, scales constantly peeling.
Jin Yulu laughed heartily: "So Origin compression destruction can be this precise."
She felt abdominal organs stirring into masses and shattering—ordinary creatures would die countless tis.
Not very painful—no problem.
"Magical power as energy's profound aspects you're far from understanding." Before finishing, Kale appeared under wing shadows.
Crack! Hand blades forcibly severed wings, causing falls.
Simultaneously, she borrowed body falling gravity for fierce stomps, sharp montum like drawn bow shots, force hitting targets yet blocked by Jin Yulu's dual-hand guards. Deflecting, overturning hands, grappling completed mid-air with flowing smoothness representing solid fundantals.
Both switched striking for close combat, coincidentally falling into sea surface whirlpools where water flow impeded power.
Boom!
Explosions seed to vent both sides' displeasure. Since seawater was so obstructive, just completely open it. A force actually carved deep pits in oceans with waves retreating, exposing seabeds. They needn't specifically do this—magical power high temperatures evaporated water vapor rising into clouds, faintly producing dark clouds for incoming rain.
Power's roaring accompanied thunder, making distant attacking Disaster Beasts turn directions—they weren't stupid. Hunting and suicide were two different things. Fled.
Shoreline Illusionist witnessed golden and blue magical powers colliding, couldn't help holding her forehead.
"Do Magical Girls inherently like direct approaches?"
South Pacific Temporary Command seed to sway in storms with round after round earth-shattering sounds nearly making people think of earthquakes.
Dark clouds accumulated more in skies with reefs around islands turning to dust.
After one confrontation, neither Jin Yulu nor Kale could overco the other. Both looked at each other, equally alard. I indeed held back, but why do you also seem to reserve much? What level exactly?
Faster!
Their thoughts moved, using magical power propelling bodies, almost instantly creating sonic barriers with atmospheric explosive wails, tearing apart in punch-after-punch collisions. Flas, waves, and debris decorated two figures as they saw smiles on opponents' faces. Hearts racing, blood surging, every hit made organs agonize. Sothing bloody echoed between lips and tongues, becoming laughter reaching mouths.
"Strongest mythology magic lives up to reputation! Tough enough."
"Seems you're far from past pri."
But conference room Hibiscus, Bull, and others all possessed ntal perception, briefly scanning to understand Magical Girls and Holy Relics were sparring, making ceiling dust fall, obscuring maps with creaking tables and chairs. So-called permanent fortifications seed fragile in storms.
Discussions continued.
Even conservative Josh and Croft didn't plan stopping.
Tis had changed. If treating general soldiers, emphasizing discipline and organization indeed provided more combat effectiveness, but supernatural powers needed venting, flaunting, and rampaging. Even they were ignited by this magical power—no wonder.
They were actually distracted, since no one wasn't curious about single-handed "half-event" Magical Girl Imperial Flower versus Pharmacist battles in Antarctic Treasury wars.
Most concerned with battle conditions were actually Salvation Church mbers, especially many ordinary new mbers witnessing world-class confrontations for the first ti.
Just both sides' casually vented auras were enough to teach rookie girls lessons.
So battle pressure could be this terrifying!
Nan Zhiyi snapped fingers deploying domain projection to prevent excessive destruction from both sides. Obviously broad daylight yet starry sky scenes shrouded 10 kiloters radius. Fighting parties didn't obstruct—rather welcoming soone erecting arena-defining ranges.
She pointed at sky-crossed flowing lights, telling Magical Girls: "See? Real high-end battles rely more on sustained output thods, especially Origin."
"Pharmacist's life aura is the strongest I've witnessed so far." Elsa answered.
"That body is strange—not regeneration but so cycle rapidly recovering Origin consumption. Endurance abilities rival mythology types."
"Interesting."
"Powerful Holy Relics abound. Pay careful attention."
After hearing Magical Girl Dandelion senior's warnings, everyone restrained floating irritation. Originally thinking recent Antarctic wars and interactions also understood relic powers—turns out officials still hid trump cards.
No wonder Hyacinth senior remained cautious, determined to completely hide before realizing fairy advent prophecies, because imagined opponents' high-end combat power wasn't lacking.
Church Leaders took every step solidly, interlocking, so organizations survived until today.
At this mont, under starry skies, golden and blue light spheres collided—pure magical power external release thods!
Daily training Senior Imperial Flower always urged everyone to achieve not even needing bombardnt techniques, avoiding all secondary processing, using complete magical power release techniques as striking thods. At this mont, she thoroughly demonstrated to Magical Girls the second reason: "Only in easy matches do opponents give you ti to construct techniques." Deeply understanding this point, Imperial Flower and Pharmacist made magical power overflow from bodies and collide instantly.
Thud!
Compared to previous direct crisp sounds, this collision was rather muffled. Two concentrated high energies first entangled with each other, spheres finally moving toward unstable states, upper and lower parts each showing chaotic protrusions like an hourglass, then flas reaching sky and earth.
Upward to nine heavens, heights exceeding mountains even making fighter jets experience strong turbulence.
Downward to deep seas, seawater boiling and evaporating, exposing seabeds for submarines to perform groundings on the spot.
Vertical energy bursts vented most magical power—ti for circular spreading. Shockwaves rolled forth, treating all phenona like easily stirred pond water. Storms passed, earth moved and mountains shook, yet such tremors couldn't stop the intensely fighting pair.
Relying on World Serpent's exaggerated physical qualities, Jin Yulu first rushed from explosion impact ranges, shooting forth like arrows breaking through sound barriers.
Circular wake lines in skies searched for diving angles.
"Well done."
Knowing she couldn't dodge, Kale actively descended to dried exposed seabeds, taking stances for frontal confrontation.
Next mont, Jin Yulu dove straight down yet suddenly transford into World Serpent, using high-heat friction to turn surfaces into blazing flas. Like this, a thousand-ter fla mountain crashed down on targets with a rumble. Even ancient Holy Relics' reaction speeds changed expressions, having to take the hit as fierce force poured through her entire body.
"Don't think I only know charging without tactics."
For the first ti since combat began, Magical Girl Imperial Flower used mythology magic's complete transformation posture. World Serpent's vastness spanned across the universe, even coiling around targets in one flip.
Actually, Kale had long guarded against this form's massive size and overwhelming mass advantages, but caught off-guard, she was still firmly locked by World Serpent like python hunting, continuously tightening bodies more terrifying than any hydraulic press, sufficient to crush warships. External magical barriers shattered with cracks announcing destruction, finally those cold scales' pressure reached protective Origin.
Her expression darkened seriously: "You grasped timing well. Just now I wanted to blast you away but was overco by yielding to hardness."
"Observation is also part of strength. You'd better escape—"
Before finishing, Jin Yulu suddenly tightened force. Snake bodies were enough to crush opponents' bones mostly.
At the critical mont, Kale's surface magical power actually underwent property changes, becoming slippery without grip points. Simultaneously, she actively dislocated joints, making bodies curl to escape coiling—effortless.
Truly masterful techniques.
Many observers marveled—first ti witnessing magical power operations capable of such exquisite property changes, though consumption should be enormous.
"Your sparring is quite lively." Hibiscus erged from conference rooms, surveying surroundings.
Besides her were nurous staff mbers who, despite being well-traveled, couldn't help sighing at the devastated scenes before them. Countless Disaster Beast battlefields had proven strong individuals could shape environnts themselves.
"Got slightly excited." Speaking, Jin Yulu released transformation states.
Kale asked: "You have results?"
"Right, ready for announcents."
For Hibiscus, so-called tactical etings were rely showing face to ensure Salvation Church's share of benefits—the rest didn't matter.
Ultimately, she wouldn't always act with South Pacific Forces, since Magical Girls would enter deep zones, possibly facing "rescue Tulip" missions that couldn't be entrusted to others. Critical monts required personal action.
She diated after Magical Girls versus ancient Holy Relic sparring, then went with Bull to press conference venues.
"Hey, as a prophet, how much do you know?"
Suddenly Kale called out to Hibiscus. Regardless, she couldn't let down guards—why could even extrely rare self-summoning magic possibly be seen through?
Summoning magic's rare Self-Summoning represented users treating main bodies as summoning objects for control, differing from most series' External Object Summoning, spreading influence from inside out. In other words, extrely strong self-control, naturally easy Origin training, plus survival abilities, concealnt, and flexibility were unusual. Even in magical theory systems, this counted as mysterious corners.
But sohow she always felt Magical Girl Hyacinth had atmosphere seeing through everything, making hearts grow cold.
Prophet?
Once Kale scoffed but gradually had to believe.
"I know you clearly face various constraining situations yet wholeheartedly devoted to fighting Disaster Beasts—comndable... Besides this, I actually understand very little. You also know knowledge often accompanies costs—even friends aren't allowed too much exploration."
Hibiscus shrugged, looking toward Nan Zhiyi who was releasing domain projections and walking over, the latter sending warning gazes—don't directly confront Knowledge Poison.
Leaving ambiguous words, Church backbone and staff officers departed together. Actually, she didn't want enigmatic mystification either—truly half-understanding herself. Saying too much would expose instead—could only take out embarrassingly wasteful words for responses.
But effects were good.
Glancing at thoughtful Kale, Hibiscus knew opponents were overestimating the Church.
As long as you usually spoke enough explosive true intelligence, occasionally one or two ambiguous sentences didn't matter—instead adding mysterious feels. Even command full of old foxes were bluffed.
Before truly understanding Magical Girl Kale and the Rangers organization behind her, Hibiscus just needed to act unclear—no need exposing anything.
Next schedules were most important for Bull.
Fallen Zone recapture wars were half for stabilizing power's political objectives, half cleaning up firecracker sses he'd lit—couldn't help but take seriously.
He pulled military and Salvation Church together for press conferences, both demonstrating leadership and boosting morale:
"Formal general offensives will begin mid-March. Then South Pacific Forces will implent objectives—clearing 70% peripheral areas. In fact, current achievents aren't far from these numbers. We have confidence and sufficient capabilities. Additionally, military will enter core zones establishing forward bases, solidifying foundations for future next-round combat conditions. Simultaneously, dispatching reconnaissance teams to deep zones—Salvation Church will handle this aspect..."
Bull's speech was information-packed, announcing to the public with capable, concise reports. Everyone in the entire venue listened attentively.
Historical monts!
Witnessing countless properly seated figures in bright halls, everyone knew human civilization was finally acting against Fallen Zones like scars, with high morale.
Tracing historical developnt, they'd stood in the South Pacific too long, obviously obstructing surrounding fishery resources, shipping, aviation, and scientific activities—progress impossible. For surrounding residents, more terrifyingly causing continuous population loss, almost becoming abandoned lands.
Today New Allied Forces preparing to truly face problems indeed deserved praise.
Current alliance combinations had recently repelled catastrophic Disaster Beasts with brilliant records, full of reliability.
dia from worldwide also carried global attention—their caras and flashes represented deep concerns. Even battle-hardened Bull couldn't help raising twelve-point spirits.
He spoke frankly: "So intelligence indicates even core zones might face high-tier Disaster Beast threats—situations aren't optimistic."
"Fallen Zones are very dangerous."
"I repeatedly emphasize to everyone—humans never penetrated so deeply into areas long controlled by Disaster Beasts. Reliable news shows they're forming new ecological chains inside."
Then Bull indicated background big screens displaying series of proof materials.
Mainly from Salvation Church with military supplents, again proving people's confidence in the forr's intelligence capabilities while worrying more.
"Only we native-born on Planet Gaia understand what terror this represents. So-called Disaster Beast invasions are already history—now should be called occupation. They're taking root in another world, our holand, transforming it into their own breeding grounds."
Sinister words pierced hearts directly.
Bull wanted precisely this effect, decisively stating: "So all this is just recapture war beginnings. We don't exclude possibilities of fierce battles with high-tier Disaster Beasts in core zones. Right, you should have received so news—like higher organized Disaster Beast clusters, high-contamination water bodies, regional specialized tumor Disaster Beasts... Correct, but they'll only stimulate Allied Forces' fighting spirit."
"Compared to enemy cunning, we also progressed. This Pacific Theater's backup Holy Relics will all enter battlefields with Antarctic base support."
This statent was explosive—official confirmation of treasury existence.
Whatever.
After North-South Pole civil war news, it was already public. Moreover, even knowing about Antarctica, could you storm in? Think you're Church giant-level? Anyway, Antarctic support counted as good news, basically guaranteeing New Zealand bases could attack without rear worries.
"Additionally, I solemnly introduce Lady Hyacinth, thanking her and Salvation Church for wholehearted support from intelligence to armants this ti."
Bull looked toward the silver-haired girl beside him, who smiled and nodded.
These politicians' press conference styles always liked standing crowds behind for constant interaction showing approachability. For this, Hibiscus also cooperated accordingly—helping Buddha reach the west, anyway beneficial for Magical Girl Organizations too.
dia seeing this grabbed shots of both sides' first public handshakes with clicking sounds. Various signs indicated one point:
Church entered mainstream.
If asking who made "war profits" during this year's continuous Disaster Beast intensity increases while continuously improving status, that belonged to Salvation Church with super operational capabilities.
From illegal civilian association organizations to becoming important parts of perhaps history's largest military operations, faintly indicating historical contexts extending forward with Magical Girls as most eye-catching vanguards.
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