As the Villain, I Have a Persuasion System Chapter 309 : Complete Annihilation of Invaders

Gray Fire originally thought this sneak attack was a sure thing, but unexpectedly the ditating Magical Girls awakened one after another.

It's coming.

Not only the strongest-tier auras of Anemone and Hyacinth.

Greeting it are also several intimidating pressures from strongest magic users—still immature but genuinely Withering Stage, naturally very unstable with signs of going berserk.

Now it panics, breaking out in cold sweat, heart pounding wildly. What if these Magical Girls try to keep it here? Offense and defense have reversed—should consider retreating.

Next mont, spatial cracks close. Gray Fire and another catastrophic disaster squeezed by the passage, along with massive swarms, lose their retreat route.

Big Eye Monster imdiately tries firepower coverage but similarly sinks without trace, ripples accommodating all attacks.

Door-Key has sealed their routes.

Though Magical Girl Peony's aura hasn't stabilized at Withering Stage, her 11-elent characteristics are genuine, capable of mobilizing power beyond ordinary people.

Not only that, surrounding thunder rumbles with faint feeling of piercing Origin—tingling numbness. Worthy of elental type famous for attack power. No, current Pseudo Magnetic Field can be called strongest attack magic.

Tulip finally found belonging in the Salvation Church's big family—how could she allow Disaster Beasts to destroy it again? Thunder filled with fury makes them sweat profusely.

"We need to retreat quickly, absolutely no attachnt to battle—"

Before words finish, puppet threads engulf countless Disaster Beasts, all receiving leg control, unable to move.

Imdiately after, relative velocity covers thousands of miles, even seawater splits apart.

Two strongest simultaneously suppress. At this mont, Hibiscus and Anemone choose to construct a training ground for newly advanced Withering Stage to practice, anyway with them watching it's safe. Truly luxurious specifications, but Disaster Beasts turned into prey obviously don't want to accept, desperately trying to escape, yet no exits exist. Now catastrophic disasters can only counterattack, charging wildly—

However, before them suddenly surges a sky-blocking figure, not dodging at all, frontally embracing this attack.

Rumble!

World Serpent magic operating at full power leaves wounds all over, but recovers completely in one breath. Subsequent bombardnt proves completely ineffective. Simultaneously constantly shedding skin, reviving, reincarnating—seemingly endless magic aura makes catastrophic disasters tremble.

Ouroboros represents the perfect order's circulation, a realm belonging exclusively to the Withering Stage, self-contained world. At this mont, Jin Yulu need not worry about injury.

She welcos so-called power that neutralizes Origin defense—anyway she relies entirely on flesh to tank damage. Usually in battle often unties upper regalia and ties it around waist for better suitability—doesn't matter at all.

Strongn should be comprehensive.

Simultaneously, domain closure completely surrounds this sea area.

Nan Zhiyi, who prefers quiet environnts, doesn't tend toward charging forward for lee. Creating an absolute ho field suffices to give enemies trouble.

Now her Small Universe increasingly approaches the real world—ntal image becos reality, thoughts and intentions are all miracles. True Self Domain special type's power displays undoubtedly, not even reaching limits yet.

Without careful observation, one wouldn't even notice being in closed space, because it's clearly no different from the normal world. Gray flas seem burning in void.

Terrible.

They imdiately command these Disaster Beasts to quickly disperse seeking domain weak points, but uniformly trip and roll in poor condition, completely unreliable. It's a misfortune curse, and a scale large enough to cover everyone, accompanied by intense illness reactions weakening status. Many Disaster Beasts learn for the first ti they can be like this too.

Jin Ruochu finds this fighting style very exciting, continuously thinking up new ideas to impose unlucky misfortune causing destruction.

Magical Girl Manjusaka's ability also suits group battles. Occasions requiring her personal fist-to-flesh fierce combat grow fewer.

Though 6 Withering Stage belong to newly advanced and even insufficiently skilled, dealing with re two wounded catastrophic disasters is easy—they're all strongest magic talents.

Gray Fire grits teeth: "This ti you're playing the swarming ga."

"Last ti I warned you not to chase over." Anemone smiles faintly: "You're dead, as sacrificial offerings for Salvation Church's upcoming crusade, also counts as sending Pollution Saint Dragon a gift."

Hibiscus is very satisfied with this statent's recognition of the Church.

Simultaneously, Erina and Erena respectively paint settings for everyone—short-term effective zero magic consumption, increased power, high regeneration, everything complete.

Worthy of artist miss.

If Jin Ruochu's support mainly targets enemy interference while blessing allied luck insufficiently stable and hard to grasp, then Dream Painter perfectly compensates this point—just add settings, equally gold dal support.

Their auras surpass just now, through setting bonuses only growing stronger. At this mont, two catastrophic disasters alarm bells ring loudly.

Originally ca to cause destruction following Great Disaster Beast's orders, but now serving as whetstones?

How is that possible? How can this be endured!

Crack!

Intimidation from Hyacinth and Anemone firmly locks onto enemies. They don't plan to continue attacking, simply letting companions familiarize with power to completely bury these two trying to escape—leaving no survivors.

Even so, 6 Withering Stage strongest magic users have them targeted.

What follows has no suspense—facing Salvation Church's top combat power, it's almost one-sided battle, just commotion far exceeding any past instance, magic tides sweeping earth's surface.

Withering Stage versus catastrophic Disaster Beast exchanges are terrifying. Multiple energy eruptions suffice to destroy civilization. Fortunately all this gets contained in Small Universe reaching space.

Even so, it's a huge sphere filling sky. People don't doubt falling would rival the asteroid from 65 million years ago.

No one doubts Great Catastrophe doomsday's arrival anymore, even more desperate. No mistake—everything is under threat... but sohow Salvation Church's resistance always gives hope. Even catastrophic disaster attacks get blocked—might there be slim probability?

Before people finish thinking, that domain gradually recedes. Terrifying auras from Disaster Beasts dim.

"Long live!"

Though knowing the Great Catastrophe's terror approaches, this mont's victory still deserves cheering.

"We will survive!"

"Victory is certain—"

Thousands of voices rge into one pointing skyward. Every life feels intense rhythm—soon, that mont approaches, never missing. But hope never misses either—one breath remains.

After eliminating enemies, Magical Girls don't leave high altitude but stare at still-resisting spatial cracks before them, temporarily difficult to repair.

Anemone shrugs: "Coordinates already exposed—repairing aningless."

Having the instigator say this feels strange, but everyone doesn't bla her. Anyway this battle would co sooner or later.

"Prepare for offense." Hibiscus says decisively.

But offense can't possibly take imdiate action. On the contrary, currently Salvation Church needs careful rest and recovery.

After checking losses, Hibiscus orders battlefield cleanup.

Worthy of raid legion led by three catastrophic disasters—scale amazingly large. Considering quality even more unprecedented, leftover corpse materials pile like mountains, floating on sea surface like continuous mountain ranges, with blood rain occasionally falling from sky.

Setting sun after sunset, great battle ends.

Magical Girls set about transporting materials to the island. Remaining portions need proper disposal to avoid pollution—simply throw them into Door-Key portals.

Fortunately no serious casualties—organization still functions.

Unfortunately the atmosphere visibly low. Many weak Magical Girls tremble, feeling inadequate strength unhelpful. Moreover probably no ti for gradual improvent—decisive battle signal arrived.

Jin Yulu encourages: "What's this attitude? Look carefully at battle results—we still have ti. Seize final opportunities."

Hearing this, everyone nods with eased expressions. Regardless, defeating catastrophic disasters is iron fact.

"Won't hide from you—my ntioned offense is small squad decapitation operation."

Hibiscus's voice attracts everyone to stop and listen:

"We'll create opportunities for you. Even if unsuccessful, we'll create breathing room. Don't worry—afterward the Church will produce more pillar strongn. You've witnessed this. Our successive efforts will definitely create victory. Possibilities spanning several eras converge this ti—this generation will end everything."

"We're not just this era's Magical Girls, but peaks of generational inheritance. Miss Anemone proved this point—years of weight entrust us."

"Rest well. See family, gather with friends. We'll prepare and definitely win."

Prophet Hyacinth's famous maxims naturally carry persuasive power, besides her just-displayed power performance crowning the era. No one can guarantee better than her—those words full of inspiration.

Believe.

Though resisting the Great Catastrophe sounds miraculous, haven't miracles created by the Salvation Church been few so far? Familiar routine.

Working figures on beach obviously much more energetic.

Nan Zhiyi walks beside, whispering: "Well said, but I won't allow you using failure as hypothesis. I'm so worried... we must survive doomsday."

Hibiscus smiles charmingly: "I promise you. Besides, didn't we just survive the crisis?"

Logically, if directly making everyone face Disaster Beast world's nurous strongn, they'd probably feel insecure affecting morale. Thanks for sending first blood letting Magical Girls adapt. Otherwise wouldn't know how to handle catastrophic disasters, much less build confidence.

"This ti should hold victory celebration."

Jin Ruochu, who loves excitent most, already plans enthusiastically. Her naturally lively atmosphere makes everyone relax sowhat.

Magical Girl Tulip starts feasting earlier than everyone, grabbing catastrophic Disaster Beast flesh and electrocuting it before devouring it happily.

At least knows how to eat cooked food.

Her astonishing act gains Erina's attention, eyes imdiately sparkling while communicating with her, inquiring about Fallen Zone experiences. The other doesn't avoid but even proudly describes.

The only one still maintaining ditation is Peony. Preferring cool quietness, she kneels upright by the sea, eyes closed, savoring aftershocks.

"And you, Anemone, don't be so reckless. Obelisk should still keep so personnel at headquarters, including that ark. For safety, might as well transfer together—let's keep them jointly."

Before Hibiscus can express further, Nan Zhiyi beside her already has sharp eyes pressing.

A Gothic dress girl raises hands: "My fault, I admit error, listen to you."

Despite words, she can't hide joy between brows. How many years? Finally found successful probability.

Puppet Show doesn't possess causality fate abilities, but several eras' foundation lets Anemone sense countless possibility threads converging or shattering in mystery—probably another ti system. Just users can't control it, at most stirring situations grafting different probabilities. She can't grasp opportunities, only create them, while Hibiscus caught fleeting instants.

Not bad.

Your ti types always like playing tricks. Considering possibly disturbing so ally's layout, she sees through but doesn't speak—having that person personally teach principles would be exciting.

"Now I declare defensive battle victory. Let's hold a victory celebration."

With Hibiscus's loud announcent, Magical Girls cheer endlessly—for victory, more for surviving calamity, still able to see tomorrow's sun.

Everyone protected the world and island's relatives and friends, crying with joy.

Don't know what next facing nurous catastrophic disasters will be like? Regardless, today Senior Hyacinth revealed victory's possibility for the world—even catastrophic disasters will fall miserably.

Full sense of security.

Anri Sakagami and others sitting cross-legged stretch and yawn—just now battle aftershocks seem still shaking bones.

"Speaking of which, Kaori, you should be first in our generation to see Hyacinth, right? During the Edo Battle incident—what was her performance then?" This question makes surrounding companions prick up ears.

Even fairies develop gossip hearts.

"Then she had strong goal orientation, should have prophesied the Disaster Beast swarm event before rushing over. She had intense driving force knowing what she should do."

"In my eyes, Senior Hyacinth definitely can lead one side building enterprise—that simple."

Minase Kaori's connection ti ranks second only to founders.

That encounter clearly not distant yet countless events occurred—ti rushes by, depth far more important than length.

Then she recounts initial details.

Several listen quietly. Combined with current gradually rising barbecue rack scenery, adds sense of ti's passage—already reached this level in blink of an eye. If then was eting process, now is parting. If they fail, probably eternal farewell.

Both tense and exciting—before doomsday, who can remain calm? Even Church mbers seek peace comforting each other.

"...Don't think so much. Today belongs to celebration." Julius pushes them: "We World Tree emphasize happy things require thorough playing—that's satisfying. Go."

Soon beach bonfires accompany laughter as people cherish and enjoy the present.

Simultaneously, magic tide aftershocks endure. Entire world realizes crisis capable of destroying life passed, imdiately creating huge waves.

It's doomsday.

Before doomsday, main tone is chaos. People confirming despair behave completely differently from Hermit Island.