Crack!
In a single exchange, Ti Slash ca head-on—colorless, formless, power not belonging to the three-dinsional world descended through the air without a trace, aid directly at Quincy. At the critical mont he deliberately lowered his stance and dodged sideways, then ca heart-wrenching pain.
Two fingers on his left hand were severed, the cross-section not even having ti to bleed—such speed, such concealnt power.
"You fucking call this ti magic too?"
"Your imagination is insufficient."
Hibiscus then swung a punch viciously into the enemy's heart, but worthy of being a battle-hardened rcenary king who understood that powerful magical girls possessed Magic Power Internal Compression abilities, he actively used magic power to counteract and neutralize it. The next mont ca a roar—destructive sound waves released at full power at zero distance directly struck toward the rescue team being evacuated, so this move had to be taken.
Fortunately she had already stepped into Triple Awakening, reaching the first tier of magical girls: Seedling Stage. Right at the mont she obtained Prophecy Book fragnts and fully comprehended the new stage of Sands of Ti.
The silver-haired girl planted her stance, tensed her whole body, neither dodging nor yielding as she took the punch head-on. Gales and sound waves exploded as the floor they stood on instantly collapsed, losing its footing.
True battles between the strong rarely allowed for easy advantages—in just a few rounds of combat, neither had unleashed power sufficient to decide victory.
Suddenly the surrounding alloy walls began closing, trying to prevent the rescue team from reaching the ward area where teleportation magic circles were carved for transport. Though Gallup didn't understand their purpose, he just needed to rush over.
What he had to face was the Imperial Flower magical girl who had recovered her condition.
Rumble.
The dragon-robed figure and tallic body interweaved and collided—this ti both sides fought without holding back.
The two simultaneously erupting battlefields left Eagle Company's laboratory building unable to bear the load. The foundation collapsed, rocks rolled down, and continuous shockwaves actually stirred up sandstorms.
Outside the testing grounds, the military forces that had rushed over upon hearing the news stood stunned. They had co to support the legendary magical battle, but the scene was too terrifying—who had ever seen a building split in half from top to bottom like cutting tofu? Didn't you rcenaries claim your place could withstand missiles? Or was the enemy firepower too fierce?
The clouds in the sky were equally restless.
Cold wind blew from the coastline, waves echoed, one higher than the last, soaring into the sky and shrouding Los Angeles. Everyone personally experienced a sense of oppression. Looking up, clouds hung low, wild winds roared, faces felt cut by knives, and this montum grew ever more intense. Pedestrians watched helplessly as hurricane cloud masses ford amid lightning and thunder, converging toward Eagle Company's building in the distant suburbs, as if even heaven turned its attention to the war. For the military, such phenona weren't unfamiliar—similar to Disaster Beast landings, indicating extrely powerful magic individuals within resonating with nature.
On the ground, the experintal building collapsed floor by floor, with golden and silver streams of light shuttling through like circling missiles.
"...Sir, should we go help?"
"Our mission is to protect civilians. Enemies provoked by rcenaries are for rcenaries to handle."
The local garrison forces unanimously ignored their original agreent—after all, helping you deal with invaders shouldn't an sending soldiers to their deaths. Since official support had already provided top-level relics, the rest was up to them. Might as well expect Eagle Company's performance.
Outside the ward area, Jin Yulu and Gallup simultaneously fell into the center of the ruins, both covered in wounds and gasping for breath, needing to catch their breath.
He was very confused—why were attacks becoming increasingly ineffective, with his proud poison gas almost losing its effect.
Crack!
The parts of the dragon girl's skin surface damaged by corrosive gas ford scales that actively peeled off, returning to perfect condition. Then contact with deadly poison gas left her completely unhard. This scene, which had played out several tis, made Gallup's scalp tingle.
"My mission isn't to fight you but to cover the retreat." Jin Yulu shrugged with a crack of bones. "But teaching you a lesson counts as revenge."
The next mont her figure appeared in front, punching his nasal bone into his skull.
She got faster again! Gallup only had ti for one thought before rapidly falling from the collapsing building and disappearing. On the other side, the Imperial Flower girl didn't linger in battle, simply going to regroup with Nan Zhiyi and Jin Ruochu. The three maintained magic circles together, transferring the still-unconscious children one by one.
On the other side.
Two experts from their respective fields, accustod to winning, actually t their match—temporarily inseparable.
One had to admit, as long as the attack range was wide enough and strong enough, and the body tough enough, it was sufficient to counter ti magic's sudden attacks—like Quincy always maintaining distance.
Before battle he had used drugs to activate Disaster Beast remains in his body while injecting sufficient energy into relics, now fully able to withstand consumption.
Even watching the company building destroyed, Quincy didn't give up, constantly trying to reach the ward area or launch attacks in that direction. Unwilling, very unwilling—deploying both Prophecy Book and Oracle Book relics yet still unable to subdue the enemy. Not only that, years of foundation would fail at the final step—absolutely unacceptable. It was precisely his high fighting enthusiasm that made Hibiscus block with full effort, since she too would need to use teleportation circles to evacuate shortly.
"Bastard, don't block —freeze."
The long-planned binding word-spirit finally launched toward the silver-haired girl, but lost effect in just a blink, or rather ti flow accelerated to automatically dispel it.
Hibiscus smiled casually: "Useless. Fight honestly—chanisms often can't be relied upon."
Her flawless, all-angle combat stance made Quincy cry bitterly, never able to create winning opportunities, instead finding himself falling into disadvantage.
Why?
What kind of intelligence supported a re magical girl in avoiding rule-type relics and easily resisting word-spirits, as if omniscient and omnipotent—inconceivable. All the anomalies so far filled Quincy with doubts, not knowing that montary carelessness was enough to decide victory.
5x ti acceleration!
Unprecedented ultra-high speed finally allowed Hibiscus to enter the range where ntal power could accurately control magic strikes. She curved her finger to draw a line, making it pause—Ti Slash reappeared!
"You can't possibly defeat ." Coming to his senses, Quincy squeezed out all relic power without hesitation.
Destructive sound waves at full power output—the air seed forcibly aggregated by so power, making grinding sounds, while almost simultaneously the ground responded with rumbling calls. This was terrifying energy comparable to seismic waves, fired out like cannonballs.
Hibiscus likewise showed no weakness, extending her hand to flick invisible threads.
In terms of power, both were hard to distinguish, each sufficient to destroy half a city, but ti magic's first attack skill excelled in cutting through all phenona. In an instant, the headquarters building, ground testing grounds, distant Rocky Mountains, and even clouds in the sky split in two. Even gaseous clouds displayed magnificent colored cross-sections—beautiful yet full of danger like bright things in primitive jungles.
Thud!
The two energy shockwaves that decided victory fell from the sky to the boundless earth like a heavy hamr, causing violent earthquakes and even cracks from the suburbs to downtown.
First to collapse was Eagle Company's experintal building, with a masked man missing an arm lying in the ruins.
Intense pain, pain throughout his body, blood flowing continuously—everything reminded Quincy how terrible things were. Sure enough, looking carefully, his entire left half was severed at the shoulder with a large chunk of internal organs carved out. Without long-term fusion surgery and split-second instincts, he would definitely have been decapitated. But now he also lay motionless on the ground—killing him would be like killing a chicken.
Worst of all, the girl in red-black ceremonial dress still floated in the air looking down, her gaze seeming to wait for companions while considering how to deal with the defeated.
Quincy, with only a thread of desperate opportunity left, roared with torn voice: "Release the Disaster Beasts——"
Then countless monsters surged from underground warehouses.
They had long been suppressed by sound wave pressure and various technical ans, with wildness accumulating like springs. The previous coordinated pressure targeting magical girls had further stimulated their violent genes. Hundreds and thousands of snarling Disaster Beasts roared to the sky.
The indiscriminate attack target wasn't Hibiscus in the air but the people maintaining magic circles in the building ruins.
At this mont, Nan Zhiyi, currently second only to her in comprehensive strength, maintained spatial relic operation, while Jin Yulu had just experienced continuous battles. Only Jin Ruochu retained spare energy.
At the sa ti, seeing profitable opportunities, the military began coordinated infantry-tank advances.
Quincy let out maniacal laughter:
"Though I don't know what thod you used to cut the connection between the first 3 events and the 1 event I wanted to guide toward, the accumulated inertial energy won't disappear. You don't know, do you? It has another reverse usage—abandoning the favorable 4th event for yourself and instead embracing misfortune. Co, let's none of us escape."
Hibiscus paid no attention, glancing distantly at Jin Ruochu. The mont their eyes t, they understood each other's roles.
They needed no superfluous communication to be perfectly synchronized.
The pink-haired girl left the ruins cover and simply strode boldly toward the city direction, a lone figure facing the dust of steel torrents. The other side had no intention of stopping, as if to trample the enemy flat—murderous.
"...Sorry, I need to apologize to you all. I could have completed the teleportation faster—perhaps it wouldn't have co to this."
"Because I was confused. Forgive a girl who has always lived in stable order. Before acting, I kept thinking—should we really make such a fuss with officials? My mind kept dwelling on the big picture, historical trends, fighting Disaster Beasts. My movents slowed, my thinking beca sluggish... I couldn't even handle sothing as simple as teleportation circles. Now I understand—everything must start with protecting those around ."
"I'll personally settle the mistakes I made." Jin Ruochu pointed skyward with one hand and declared loudly: "A re old antique from the previous epoch—how can it compare to magic wielded by the living?"
Whoosh!
Squeezing out all magic power to operate the new stage of Fortune and Misfortune magic: Heavenly Disaster.
Suddenly all was silent. People looked up to see a teorite piercing the atmosphere, falling at high speed, friction with clouds turning it into a ball of fla—fierce as a tiger, roaring like thunder. Though the teorite itself wasn't large, combined with gravitational acceleration it made everyone freeze, that thing actually carried a trace of magic power lock-on that forced countless beings to only witness.
Disaster Beasts crouched low, suppressing their ferocity. Even the military was scared witless, completely unable to imagine soone could summon teorites from space.
Jin Ruochu clenched her five fingers and shouted: "Go easy on !"
The next mont the teorite crashed onto the military's advance route with a trendous roar echoing through the city. Even the Rocky Mountain peaks could see a mushroom cloud climbing to the ninth heaven, then wild winds suddenly rose and swept in all directions. The ground was forcibly blasted into a large crater, with the teorite burned to ashes at the center, surrounded by charred crystalline formations reflecting light that illuminated the cherry blossom-colored girl.
At the sa ti, teorite fragnts still disintegrating in the air continued dragging trail lines, like the legendary doomsday of ancient Pompeii. Facing true natural disaster, no heart for resistance could arise.
The teorite crater separated the laboratory area from the military's main force, who had already lost all morale, trembling and nearly fleeing.
"This far you may co and no farther; here is where your proud waves halt."
Jin Ruochu quoted scripture—the original text where God commanded the sea then taught Job.
Arrogant enough, domineering enough. To actually compare herself to divinity, yet now the girl's deeds were indeed sufficient to shock the mortal world. Cloaked in religious feeling, she appeared even more majestic. The military forcibly halted their advance to watch from the sidelines—or rather, they had lost organizational capacity and were unable to fight.
One man guards the pass against ten thousand.
After the dust stirred by the teorite settled, Hibiscus lowered her flight altitude, glanced over to confirm everything was fine, then locked her qi on the Disaster Beast horde.
Quincy was still clamoring: "These maddened monsters will tear you all apart."
"I'll kill you once first. Though you didn't have ti to conduct cruel experints, Eagle Company has so achievents, and rcenaries are needed to balance regular forces, but you should learn who truly rules the supernatural domain."
Under everyone's gaze, the silver-haired girl pressed her palms together. Nurous Disaster Beasts below her feet were about to pounce and kill, roars echoing, fangs and claws bared—this scene was like a deity descending to hell's demon realm.
Hibiscus gathered vast magic power, stirring storms wrapped in thunder, yet this was rely a prelude.
So then, what about the first attack skill of the strongest ti-series magic? And the power of a Seedling Stage magical girl—let us both witness it properly.
Ti Slash!
Fine threads around the silver-haired girl refracted light. Because their quantity was too enormous, the paused ti of one thread seed to solidify and fill the surroundings. She was polishing a blade's edge, the surface reflecting every enemy. Divine weapons should drink blood—today would test their sharpness.
Hibiscus's thought moved, and hundreds of threads representing Ti Slash fell. In one instant they sliced Disaster Beasts and ground like cutting tofu into fine segnts.
She wanted to test her current magic output limit.
Incidentally, completely eliminate relic influence—as long as she destroyed it cleanly.
Too terrifying. Because the essence was ti-fixed lines cutting normal temporal objects, cross-sections had no ti to bleed, instead appearing as building blocks decomposing. Associating them with flesh and blood bodies gave an even more horrifying feeling. The cutting seed endless—Disaster Beast hordes without even one Vanguard Type instantly disintegrated, thoroughly becoming piles of building blocks before having ti to seep blood.
But it still wasn't over. Ti Slash further overflowed and expanded to encompass the entire experintal complex, with objects representing the company's heart and soul likewise turning to small building blocks.
Boom!
Explosion sounds tolled Eagle Company's death knell. At this mont Quincy completely despaired—nothing could break this body more than losing everything. At this mont, the silver-haired girl in his eyes was the adjudicator—unstoppable, invincible.
All of Los Angeles witnessed so ti-visible, ti-invisible lines descending from heaven that smashed the landmark building to smithereens.
By area calculation, a small urban district disappeared from the map, leaving nothing behind.
Hibiscus didn't further expand the damage range. She snapped her fingers and the scene fell silent, leaving only the bloody sll of Disaster Beasts and explosive gunpowder—victory was decided.
The silver-haired girl slowly descended.
She wore a red-black military ceremonial dress, cape fluttering in the wind, her tall figure appearing even more imposing, the sound of high boots stepping gripping thousands of hearts. All gazes gathered on her as everyone awaited the victor's judgnt, unknowingly placing her in a position of life and death authority.
Breaking through the Seedling Stage brought Hyacinth even stronger magic pressure—after a round of great battle, her aura remained undiminished.
Quincy struggled briefly but still couldn't move, smiling bitterly as he watched her approach. No killing intent existed—this was the greatest irony.
Hibiscus said coldly: "I don't expect you to learn your lesson—that's your parents' job. But I've let you personally experience the price of recklessness. General Quincy, understand?"
At the sa ti, news television helicopters flew to the scene, the military also actively sought dialogue with Jin Ruochu who blocked them, while Jin Yulu and Nan Zhiyi had already used group teleportation to transfer away the unconscious girls. Obviously officials currently planned to deploy forces to protect the war hero with distinguished military service—after all, Quincy had reclaid large amounts of lost territory for human civilization. They wanted to smooth things over.
"Let die. The company will issue an apology statent. Please don't harm everyone."
"I can stop retaliating against the company, but you need sothing practical. Show the world's people what our relationship is—kneel."
Hibiscus pointed at the ground.
Quincy's eyes bulged with rage, nearly grinding his teeth to pieces, but then rolling pressure ca, actually pushing his body to slowly sit up and bow his waist, then touch his head to the ground. Simple movents that used all his strength.
"Goodbye." Before her words finished, Hibiscus sent magic power through his heart, ending his life. "Hope the you who resurrects from ntal backup lives more clearly."
History would rember this scene. Actually, Quincy no longer just represented rcenaries, but should be seen as the result of an open ga between human violent groups and erging supernatural groups.
Too much failure—such a symbolic event was paid for by all of Eagle Company, also leaving their na in history.
The Church still hadn't displayed full strength. If just the Hyacinth-led squad handled public affairs, what was the organization doing in secret? What was worth them betting their main force on?
Officials were naturally curious but couldn't fathom the Salvation Church's true intentions—sitting on pins and needles, scratching their heads. They busily dispatched negotiation experts who ca running eagerly, only to be stared back by one look from Hibiscus.
Excuse , can't afford to provoke.
She called Jin Ruochu to end the standoff with the military. The two openly ca to the ruins' shelter. After sending away rescued personnel, only Nan Zhiyi and Jin Yulu remained, both having exhausted their magic power. After all, driving spatial relics wasn't easy work, especially under constant interference from battle aftershocks.
The four stood calmly among thousands of troops, just like the fierce battle at Island 24—finally safely reunited.
Nan Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief: "I knew you wouldn't really not participate. You were making preparations all along, making people worry for nothing."
"Don't doubt your commanding officer on the battlefield. Anyway, I was prepared to be captured." Jin Yulu stretched and laughed: "But fortunately it didn't co to that. We learned that top-level relics do exist, and it's far inferior to our instructor."
"It's everyone's achievent. Without you buying ti, I couldn't have found Prophecy Book fragnts to launch conceptual attacks against it. Team combat is our advantage."
Hibiscus lightly patted the ground as the magic circle reactivated and lit up.
"Wait!"
A female reporter ran over dustily, saying anxiously: "Miss Hyacinth, please say sothing—at least let people sleep well... ah no, reduce misunderstandings in the future."
She represented those restless big shots. Fine, we know your Salvation Church is powerful, but at least say a few words.
An expected question, or rather this was the result she had deliberately waited for, so she already had a prepared speech.
"First, I want to tell all magical girls to maintain peaceful lives. The Church will contact you sooner or later. Of course, staying or leaving is up to you. We don't need to deliberately cut ourselves off from society—we co from there originally. There may be those with ulterior motives, like Eagle Company, whose fate you've witnessed. The Church is committed to protecting our compatriots' rights and interests, nothing more."
"Second, to so self-important guys, until formal contact, just interact normally before then. The Church has always believed in pacifism."
Hibiscus glanced at the experintal complex ruins behind her and nodded. The reporter also nodded.
If you say so, then so it is.
"Farewell."
As soon as she finished speaking, the magic circle disappeared, replaced by cracking mirror-like space—a scene that shocked everyone. Could spatial relics really exist? The Church controlled such extrely powerful functional top treasures!
First to step into the mirror was Jin Ruochu, who most enjoyed the feeling of spatial movent, then Jin Yulu and Nan Zhiyi followed.
Last was Hibiscus. The silver-haired girl smiled and waved goodbye to the whole world before lting into the mirror. The next mont, after refracting rainbow colors with cracking sounds, she disappeared.
The Salvation Church rescued magical girls then casually destroyed Eagle Company headquarters, leaving Los Angeles under military encirclent with swagger.
Arrogant? Arrogance describes behavior not matching one's strength, but now various national officials seriously considered a new force joining, clearly placing them on equal footing. Though they more than once suspected whether the Church was just these few people, so what? It didn't affect these people's ability to co and go without trace. For assassination there was Councilman Shifang's public execution case; for frontal combat, even the North Arican War Zone's second rcenary company enhanced with various resources was crushed.
Flawless strength!
News dia showed without rcy the wretched scene of Quincy's defeat—his death state was dejected, covering his face with his hand, utterly tragic. Years of hard work destroyed in one stroke was more painful than killing himself, plus losing capable lieutenant Dennis and nurous rcenaries affected by the battle... he had to lie low first.
On the other side, after the war ended, people began cleaning up the scene.
Helicopters fild aerial views—devastation everywhere, countless Disaster Beast corpses lying scattered, without exception cut into neat several pieces.
Everyone recalled the strange threads descending from heaven that shattered all phenona, feeling chilled all over.
That power's essence might be more terrifying than it appeared—the blade was one thing, but the fear was its connection to ti.
The cara focused on a battlefield corner:
Professor Brunhilde, who had escaped disaster, ran crazily through corpse piles: "That's right, we witnessed a great miracle—this is the true essence of power, the only solution to counter Disaster Beast invasion——"
A rcenary sighed while lying face up: "The work we do is pretty aningless, quite disappointing. But I didn't expect the boss was a kidnapper—this world is ridiculous enough."
Civilians still complained: "It's all Eagle Company's fault for damaging the city's image. My property values dropped—you all deserve to die."
Everyone's responses in the city under the Rocky Mountains repeated, and the world-shocking event's curtain fell...
At this mont the sun set into the sea, with calm winds and peaceful waves.
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