Storm clouds gather, winds fill the tower.
The Allied Forces Headquarters deeply feels the approaching war atmosphere.
Bull, stationed in the Command Center, is still imrsed in the Withering Stage Magical Girl duel over the North Pacific. Fortunately, everything went smoothly without reaching a life-or-death struggle. Just busy handling the aftermath, especially guarding against infection outbreak.
Soon she won't need to worry, because news cos from Salvation Church: frequent spatial fluctuations and dense magic power have allowed catastrophic Disaster Beasts to find coordinate traces.
Fortunately, this information cos with supplentary intelligence from Holy City Association: Ring of Levitation is using gravitational influence to interfere with coordinates.
Everyone still has precious ti.
Once catastrophic level attacks arrive, it announces the end. With current Anemone and Hyacinth's strength, they're not incapable of blocking it, but places that beco battlefields will inevitably be shattered beyond recognition. Cleansing the surface is a small matter—even the planet is in danger.
Bull angrily wants to curse, but can only say indignantly: "Isn't it because they're always so lively that things turned out this way?"
The group of Ancient Holy Relics across from the office desk shake their heads regretfully, with nothing more to say.
Complaints aside, everyone clearly understands that whether you stick your neck out or shrink back, you still get the blade. When Dark Fairies ca knocking, spatial information was destined to be exposed, welcoming overwhelming Disaster Beast swarms. The sowhat comforting point is that now the Magical Girl groups are completely unified under Hyacinth's command—a luxurious lineup.
But they're the most uneasy.
After Salvation Church hastily rged with Zodiac Palace and Obelisk, they sealed off Hermit Island together to begin intensive training, obviously making a sprint toward Withering Stage.
It's said fairies also have the highest top-tier critical assistance, continuously reinforcing.
Are they planning to turn Planet Gaia into a battlefield?
The military is naturally anxious about handling solutions. Getting news from Hyacinth that she "won't let the holand beco a gaming stage" but no additional explanation—probably planning so policy worth keeping secret.
Pope sighs: "Currently the Association will be responsible for protecting Ring of Levitation's interference, buying everyone ti. Chairman, you should evacuate civilians."
"Of course, the Church has already warned us about this. Regardless, we must pay attention to shelter conditions. According to their estimates, even if the battlefield doesn't occur here, there will be aftershocks. Best to prepare early."
"How's the investigation of Indian Ocean Theater?"
"Pharaoh resigned from theater commander a few days ago and voluntarily retired, but the people there had no reaction."
The implication is he wasn't the power center—actually infiltrated top to bottom by the culprit Obelisk.
Now that Anemone has joined Hyacinth's forces, indirectly controlling the theater, this entangled relationship destines the military to find it difficult to continue deep investigation, having to consider the Magical Girl groups sowhat—these guys are now definitely the primary violence apparatus.
Forget it.
Anyway, all preparing to resist Disaster Beasts, no need to doubt Salvation Church on this point alone. Might as well let them be, no longer investigating the theater.
Hearing this, Pope falls silent for a mont, murmuring: "So Pharaoh is withdrawing? He's also old-tir, we once worked together for a long ti. Too many things have changed, too many partings, too many conspiracies... When old, one has an illusion that various signs point to the end, because death approaches."
"It's not an illusion—this magic power growth curve can prove it."
Bull passes over a thick stack of docunts, massive content only to prove one thing: magic power enrichnt is an unstoppable trend, with the process completing in about a century.
Even with psychological preparation, they can't help but feel tense. Fortunately, the Church and fairies will intervene to ease infection.
The prerequisite is resisting Disaster Beast attacks.
Magic power increase in so sense represents the doomsday clock drawing ever closer—destruction isn't far.
"Chairman, all we can do now is evacuate." After hesitation, Pope says: "We should devote all resources to building underground shelters. From magic power reactions, they're also sowhat lower than surface level, buying us ti."
"The problem is how to ensure the Church will definitely win? Otherwise everything is useless effort."
"That's easier—if we lose, let's all die together. No point in sheltering then. What we really need to avoid is clearly winning but not entering shelters, only to wait for death."
"We can't manage alone."
"At this point you still think about controlling more? Fine, Holy City Association's power can be at your disposal. Cooperate freely—I won't consider what cos after either. Survive the present first."
"Right, now is worth the effort. I don't want to win survival but have no power afterward." Bull laughs heartily.
This madwoman has no real sense of approaching destruction, having long entrusted everything to power concepts, but she's always reliable and trustworthy.
The surrounding Holy Relics don't care much—doing their part is fine.
Give it a try.
How will everything they sacrifice survive before Great Catastrophe? Or crumble at first touch?
No cowards exist among those present. re doomsday ons can't crush battle-tested wills—destruction must happen before their eyes to possibly shake them. If they were the type to retreat early, they'd never reach this position.
"Report, new ssage from Managent Bureau." Josh enters the office: "All Magical Girl-related facilities will close and shelter so relatives."
"Critical Fairy squads confird World Tree armies deploying to crusade Dark Fairies—fighting has already started there. Above all, Disaster Beasts co last. During this ti, rest and trim wings, but don't rule out enemies reacting and advancing the final battle..."
ssages co one after another like war.
Everyone understands that when Salvation Church and World Tree Realm—two major transcendent groups—take military action, it's the signal. Grand conflict approaches.
Allied Forces Command officially issues evacuation plans: full mobilization. Except for personnel already sheltered on Hermit Island, others proceed to shelters in order, no exceptions.
Fortunately, years of Disaster Beast attacks at least popularized this basic infrastructure—hopefully it can hold out.
The Church's protection also reveals its own network. Anyone with intention investigating interpersonal relationships can easily determine real nas, but no one cares anymore.
The Magical Girls themselves can't be bothered—power suffices to overwhelm all inequity.
They now regretfully focus on Great Catastrophe's escalation.
Everyone knows Salvation Church mbers have no ti for minutiae, so Bull boldly launches action, making the entire world begin responding. Preserving minimal production order while going to safe places as much as possible.
Chaos cos.
This large-scale movent challenges humanity's social organization limits, more exaggerated than world wars, destined to cause destruction. Mobilization contradicts normal life.
However, neither Bull nor Pope can pay attention anymore—countdown forces them unable to think more, must complete deploynt quickly.
Before storms, there's no tranquility either.
......
Hermit Island dical Center.
The pure white building resembling a monunt stands tall and magnificent, Magical Girls coming and going.
On the surface, everyone's average strength is ordinary, but actually gathering all dical-related abilities from every magic type, making full use of everything. So it also serves the role of developing auxiliary mbers' abilities, becoming an undisputed behemoth.
As the first key institution under entire Salvation Church, also the true birthplace of Five-Color Narcissus dical Company—arguably the world's top dical level.
In the top floor ward, Erena pushes in a bed.
Lying on it is Erina's main body, still peaceful, even unchanged physically over these days.
Following beside, Hibiscus comforts: "Generally speaking, long-term bedridden patients easily suffer muscle atrophy, organ failure, plus troubleso bedsores, bruising, etc. But Erina is completely unhard—this represents that Magical Girl Carnation has already awakened, with protective Origin guarding the body."
"Almost forgot Dr. Mu is still a doctor." Jin Ruochu exclaims exaggeratedly.
"Flipping through textbooks occasionally is very useful. Don't just play gas all day—read so books."
"Okay, okay."
"I believe in my creator. She'll definitely succeed in awakening."
After securing the bed position, Erena touches the sleeping girl's cheek, her eyes gradually determined. Risk definitely exists, but can't let this continue—waking her is the optimal solution.
Admittedly, she might disappear with one thought from the main body. From a position standpoint, she has motive to maintain status quo, but Erena doesn't expect that awkward ending.
She wants an Erina who can get out of bed, walk around, live healthily and be strong—decided from the beginning, absolutely won't waver from this goal.
"Let's begin now."
Jin Ruochu clasps her hands in silent prayer. Everyone feels Fortune and Misfortune's blessing spreading coverage—worthy of causality type's strongest magic, the Church's number one gold dal support. Nothing more direct than directly adding luck.
After blessing completion, she has all Fruition Stage Magical Girls co to the ward, because what follows is worth referencing.
Hibiscus grasps the sleeping girl's right hand, placing a complete magic advancent stone inside, attempting to permanently lodge ti power within.
On the other side, Anemone controls the patient's body to actively release rejection reactions, accepting this guidance.
"Hyacinth, and all of you rember: the so-called Withering Stage's permanent ability is making a scene automatically cycle and resonate. Don't transport—adjust..."
"Imagine closed loops."
Having been imrsed in Withering Stage for too many years, she perhaps can't explain other levels, but this step is all too familiar. Moreover, the Fruition Stage mbers before her have at least lit one elent, even two elents. With slight guidance, producing several 11-elent individuals won't be difficult.
Dealing with Disaster Beast high-end forces requires minimum breakthrough to newly advanced Withering Stage.
Hearing this, Hibiscus carefully makes Sands of Ti connect, linking Erena, advancent stone, and Erina in three-way connection. Most importantly, the relay station must permanently station power to ensure reducing both sides' burden.
For this, she must make this chanism form permanent phenonon. The key is what Anemone explained—defining an area for resonance.
Using regional pause as example to stagnate an area.
Observing Magical Girls are slightly stunned, suddenly discovering Hyacinth's Sands of Ti begins forming a ring surrounding the crystal, maintaining different relative velocities while continuously accelerating. This is appearance—actually ti within this space separating from normal flow rate, simply miraculous technique.
No, any admiration insufficient to describe Withering Stage's wonder—it's just so effortless. Ti in the silver-haired girl's hands is like decoration.
Quite enlightening!
They can't help but ponder thoughtfully.
Anemone suddenly says: "My control threads have found Erina's consciousness. Now you completely connect the crystal and Erena to awaken her through this. Move quickly but steadily—I can't help you with this step."
Hibiscus has no ti to answer, just nods slightly. Fortunately, her precision suffices.
No one knows advancent stone abilities better than her. Making it serve as relay station, then grasping that wisp of hazy consciousness to pull the sleeping girl—
Erina on the hospital bed slightly frowns, long eyelashes trembling.
There's hope! Since main body and creation mutually pull the sa life force, use advancent stone as relay station, while Sands of Ti adjusts flow rates ensuring balance among all three.
As Anemone also cooperates in awakening the spirit, suddenly the previously sleeping girl sits up abruptly coughing. Seeing this, Erena quickly brings up a cup of water. The latter drinks it all and closes her eyes—originally tense expression slightly easing.
Success?
After a mont she opens her eyes, a pair of spirited black pupils surveying everyone: "I understand the situation. Thank you all."
As long as willing, the main body can perceive the world through creations. Just now she received mories from Erena, thoroughly familiar with the entire process. Even her own experience wasn't tense—actually anticipating.
"...Having you all here puts at ease. Seems Erena experienced a legendary story. Let's walk together from now on—hope there's a future."
"Allow to introduce myself. Magical Girl Carnation requests to join this cause."
Everyone imdiately applauds thunderously.
Erena directly pounces on her creator, crying loudly but without tears. The latter gently wipes her cheek and tears flow, bringing color to her entire being. Then she tightly embraces the world's most loyal person who traveled everywhere to recover everything for her.
"I'm sorry for making you sleep so long. If I'd realized self-disappearance earlier..."
"Don't say that. Don't you think having my painted girl save is the world's greatest romance? Wonderful—my masterpiece Erena."
The mont she calls that na, surging magic power shoots straight to the clouds, as if being reborn.
Breakthrough?
From the aura, not far from Withering Stage. So in so sense, Magical Girl Carnation was always idle leveling? Lying there herself while the creation levels up outside. Indeed, very free-spirited romantic, perfectly matching technique type.
"You're mine." Erina embraces her for a kiss.
Seeing this, Anemone's mouth twitches: "I'm old—don't understand you 2D types."
"Let's leave space for them." Saying this, Hibiscus pats the gothic dress girl's shoulder while pulling away Jin Ruochu, whose gossip desire is soaring.
The group exits, closing the door.
Thus technique type's strongest magic Dream Painter officially joins in normal, battle-ready form. Combat power can be trained—the key is she belongs to the most compatible type.
Standing in the hospital corridor, Hibiscus stretches. Though the first permanent magic operation was tiring, it's very invigorating. Finally assembled—all eight greatest magics in the sa era, sa organization.
"You two don't slack off." The familiar urging voice belongs to Jin Yulu: "We need to witness more Withering Stage power."
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