However, when Hibiscus and Dandelion prepared to transform and return, they hid back just upon leaving the ruins.
Holy Relic aura.
As an important distant supply port in the Fallen Zone Center battle, considerable garrison forces were definitely stationed to prevent another embarrassing situation of Disaster Beasts cutting supply lines. So Holy City Association dispatched core combat power to respond—that person suddenly breathed, actively absorbing large amounts of contaminated magic power.
Good thod. For powerful magic users it posed no harm, besides contamination couldn't compare to Knowledge Poison erosion—quickly encountering assimilation.
"Stationed troops begin evacuation, quickly direct sheltering."
"I bought 20 minutes."
"Beware short-term magic outbursts attracting scattered Disaster Beasts—maintain reconnaissance."
The entire city busily moved in orderly fashion. They probably didn't need much concern, besides randomly appearing now would easily expose them. Directly appearing as Magical Girls Hyacinth and Dandelion would beco big news, wouldn't it?
Actually they had many thods to bypass directly—easily done. But being blocked like this, they suddenly didn't want to move, simply staying to witness tranquility amid chaos.
The ruins were quiet.
Originally filled with construction machinery sounds, people coming and going, occasionally cent pillar breaking crashes—now finally peaceful.
With their keen perception, they could hear each other's breathing and heartbeats—hearts racing, stirring ripples. Leaving Small Universe domain for reality reminded them of that kiss, even making Dandelion blush—this shy movent made it more obvious they had history.
Feeling she'd found peace of mind and planned to return, but still wanted to be alone.
Damn tis, always full of disturbances. Perhaps because they always liked using Causality magic to manipulate fate, when making daily wishes they often didn't go as desired, just like now...
Just as she felt regretful, suddenly Hibiscus took her hand, fingers interlocking, palm warmth.
Pause.
The world lost color, only gray-white remaining. And Hyacinth just held her childhood friend's hand crossing endless flowing sand, symbolizing ti and distance flowing.
The domineering strongest magic could freeze the world, yet left final gentleness allowing companionship.
Dandelion followed her steps.
Similar to instant movent principles within Small Universe domain, during Sands of Ti flowing, distance seed shortened. In a blink they crossed the chaotic ruins, surrounding people's busy figures frozen, two girls not belonging to this world passing through—these were different parallel lines.
"We've arrived." The mont Hibiscus spoke, colors returned.
The caught-off-guard black-haired girl stumbled forward onto her back, finally catching her breath, simply resting her chin on her friend's shoulder to look around.
"...Old district, we used to co play here often, but it's beco a heavily contaminated area. What's interesting? You don't understand romance at all. Besides so childhood filter, what's good about this rundown past?"
"It's the future." The cold correction made Dandelion fall silent, then sigh deeply.
Right.
Energy from Fallen Zone Center was surging out—sooner or later it would transform the world into the scene before them, roughly the sa.
"Actually I don't think it's too terrible. Before I always avoided this place, as if unwilling to recall terrifying mories." She sat on the ground and patted her knees. "After all, these legs were infected with dark illness in the old district, becoming physically weak from then on. Also, that night with the cat demon, if you hadn't appeared I'd at least be disabled."
"Hibiscus, you guided to channel magic power and changed this fate. What I hate isn't any place, but tragedies—you've already completely overturned them for ."
She pointed at her own eyes smilingly: "When your pupils waver urgently doing sothing, it's probably because of Ti Prophecy, right?"
"In just one year you've changed how many fates..."
Dandelion didn't expect answers, imrsing in results and enjoying spoils Hibiscus brought was enough.
Her intuition about her childhood friend was always accurate—no hiding existed. Even the most miraculous Sands of Ti magic user could be guessed correctly, and she was willing to believe she would continue changing more fates.
Hibiscus sat beside her.
She naturally lay in the forr's embrace, simply changing position to side-pillow on the soft thigh, gazing at the old district.
Disaster Beast erosion occasionally showed martial erosion destruction effects, so considerable buildings had settled. Subrged in sea, floating with much garbage, once-towering steel forests looked like wasteland, the nation underfoot belonged to weeds.
When song and dance flourished, people deliberately ignored it—decadent sounds could always mask.
When chaotic world ons were strong, people's gazes were attracted, fearing the future would look like this. Where would Planet Gaia go? Magical Girls couldn't escape questioning.
Tension captured Dandelion, until hands flowed magic power through hair strands...
"Let comb your hair—might feel better."
"Thanks. Speaking of bringing to the old district, do you an you've accepted the future and are encouraging to make peace?"
"No, you completely misunderstood. My changes aren't that great—infection areas still exist, disasters too, but your heart is different. That's what I'm proud of, nothing more."
"Really good at talking."
Upon saying this, Dandelion indeed had to admit her perspective changed. Even if Magical Girl Hyacinth hadn't shaken so many fates, she'd let those around her keep burning hearts, not becoming cold and lifeless. Otherwise they'd be like Ranger organization mbers—worn smooth by hardships.
Probably no ti to experience ti's passage—more likely dying unnatural deaths.
Don't think she handled affairs with eyes and ears everywhere daily—actually Dandelion claid she wasn't strong, having worthy, dependable firm backbone made walking forward worthwhile.
Truly, even losing Hyacinth, she was confident maintaining the organization, but no need to step forward anymore.
"Let's train once after returning." Dandelion looked straight into her companion's eyes smiling: "I feel Small Universe changes growing stronger—soon, this awakening caused by you...and the era you blew the horn for."
She turned toward the sea level.
Whoosh!
Wind from the other shore brought even vaster magic power—that Holy Relic was already struggling. Fortunately most people had entered shelters.
The sky was dyed gray-black, as if about to fall with equally dim rain curtains.
Anyone who'd participated in Fallen Zone battles would probably be shocked, even heartbroken, not knowing would think Disaster Beasts had finally invaded the civilized world to annex everything—that would undoubtedly bury all things without suspense.
"A pair of lovers embracing under doomsday scenery—very artistic, maybe could shoot a movie poster."
"Even you joking confirms it's really bad."
"This ti you misunderstood—you healed , Hibiscus. Let's go back. Whatever future you know, we'll still change fate all the way."
Magical Girl Dandelion stood up, instantly condensing regalia. Next mont the domain enclosed and transferred them both.
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Original Fallen Zone edge, Hermit Island temporary station.
A lightning bolt fell from the sky—clearly a red-haired Magical Girl Tulip with hair exploded like a hedgehog, just returned from the Fallen Zone. She surveyed the area and announced: "Indeed infection factor leakage. No need for to specifically explain—they've co."
Above the sky, a wisp of black smoke passed, following atmospheric circulation toward different directions, leaving South Pacific region in a blink.
"Should imdiately notify high levels." Before Minase Kaori finished, transmission array flashes ca from Glacier Island direction.
Thud!
Spatial disturbance threw the pink-haired girl out hard, face-planting. But Jin Ruochu had no mind to care about her misfortune, staring gravely at ocean anomalies instead.
"I sense strong misfortune aura—maybe the whole world will be unlucky."
She patted her head, looking puzzled.
"Strange, my own luck is increasing, so where did I transfer what misfortune?"
"When weren't we unlucky? Planet Gaia hasn't been peaceful since welcoming Disaster Beasts—soldiers co, generals block; water cos, earth dams." Jin Yulu erged from the transmission array.
Having been guiding newcor training at Glacier Island the mont before, they imdiately returned, knowing Hermit Island still stayed at Fallen Zone edge, hurrying to check the situation. Staying here was because they guessed sothing might happen—sure enough.
That energy was thunderously hissing.
Forr Disaster Beast activity-generated storm circles belonged to two-way defense, also ensuring excessive internal magic power wouldn't spread rapidly.
Now the situation was different. After multiple Fruition Stage combat power rampaging, energy increased rather than decreased, because their resonance was inherently strengthening the environnt.
So it wasn't hard to understand current liveliness.
Magical Girls could see rolling torrents better than ordinary people—endless flows heading toward world corners. Energy dissipation when war just ended was trivial; now it was pouring years of accumulated sedint into the world in one go.
"Looking on the bright side, I feel Blooming Stage shackles loosened slightly." Jin Ruochu shrugged.
Seeming relaxed, she'd actually returned ho recently, applying fortune protection plus special dicine to her old father and brother—barely having confidence to face it. But this didn't represent most situations. Because she knew making ordinary people able to resist contamination was very difficult, so she worried most.
Just consolation.
Other Magical Girls carefully sensing indeed discovered magic level changes.
Words weren't wrong, but everyone was more concerned about situation changes. Imaginably, this level of large-scale dissipation belonged to terrifying wide-area disasters. Even diluted by South Pacific, it wasn't manageable. Ordinary people's physical functions weakening was certain. Worse cases would have organ failure—Salvation Church had researched similar symptoms, very clear about serious consequences.
Kale said: "Rember the prescriptions I gave you before? Combined with special dicine should prevent excessive first-wave deaths."
"From a sociological perspective, the critical care burden is greater." Hydrangea tossed ancient coins: "I calculated—this ti there'll be a 30-million-level major infection."
A country's magnitude.
Causality magic equivalent exchange was quite reliable for vague general direction divination. Precisely because everyone knew this they were tense. With a world population 5 billion, so many patients short-term wouldn't be easy, inevitably producing order upheaval.
They were powerless to stop it, only watching infection factor torrents drift in all directions.
The surface seed to have forms that could be grasped—actually? It was the entire Planet Gaia world sending new environntal signals from inside out.
Tulip murmured: "Actually I often saw similar scenes during Departure Island period, just concentrated and digested within Fallen Zone interiors."
"So it was inevitable." Jin Yulu answered.
Not cold-blooded, but stating facts. Besides, she truly had no attachnts.
Soon Elsa also returned through the transmission array, bringing official response plans: large-area temporary hospital construction. Actually no more effective thods existed—had to tough it out. Currently besides Five-Color Narcissus dicines, almost no radical treatnt solutions existed.
anwhile.
Obelisk high-level mbers who'd just returned to Egypt walked out of the base. This air was refreshing for Magical Girls—too long, finally feeling unprecedented comfort, feeling the world beco vast.
Anemone stood on the balcony overlooking the diterranean with a smile, ordering a controlled Magical Girl to bring a tray loaded with wine.
"Don't refuse from your heart—accept my control threads, and your power will grow stronger. Without quick improvent, how can you keep up with world changes?"
Hearing this, the maid's eyes dimd as her body further developed puppet characteristics.
Other companions were long accustod, except Erina showing repulsion. They took wine glasses and drank deeply, feeling mouth sweetness accompanied by substantial magic power flowing through bodies—so intoxicating.
Water Tower Flower's hair suddenly curled around a phone. After answering briefly and hanging up, she relayed:
"Pharaoh hopes you protect the people."
Dozens of arms extended from Anemone's gothic dress regalia, pulling silk threads fleetingly. Then hundreds of thousands in Cairo closed doors and windows, infection factors in air weakened. So who'd been crying in pain on streets finally looked relieved.
"Though effortless, it's not long-term solution. Eventually many will die from this—the price of change."
"Can be slightly more active afterward—go to lunar crater underground ruins. Sothing 'relic' I need is stored there to help us through Great Disasters."
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Jerusalem, Holy City Association surface headquarters.
Nurous codena Holy Relics busily drew techniques, energy center clearly being Dark Fairy molts.
They'd gotten desired spoils. Plus magic concentration rising was perfect for improving efficiency, using this to stabilize internal erosion. Facts proved this thod indeed made them considerably more comfortable.
Never mind immortality—not suffering was burning incense.
Pope sitting in a side chair gazing at magic contamination traces suddenly focused—their most solitary mber actually willing to et: "Demon, didn't you disdain Association thods and completely join officials? Specially coming to visit and see us off?"
The red-robed man shook his head.
"I just chose paths similar to Snow Maiden helping foolish politicians, but we have friendship—must remind you Ring of Levitation caused trouble."
"Expected. Many won't allow Earth-Moon orbit controlled by a shell person—better to kill her."
Holy City Association naturally expected that the mont gravity cannons fired would attract storms. Unfortunately Sleeping Beauty had to suffer criticism. Whether she had such consciousness was another matter—anyway very troubleso.
Suddenly a white-robed woman hearing the conversation hurried over—Poet Ancient Holy Relic.
"Pope, it's your compromise that let sharks sll blood and swarm. Now Sleeping Beauty is our strongest—must protect the ace."
"Still waiting? The only possibility for her to regain consciousness lies in ruins excavated together with the Ring of Levitation and resurrection ceremonies."
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