"Alright, it looks like I'm done for, my body, don't wait for , open fire on imdiately."
The Fairy King, with her fiery temper, how could she accept such humiliation? As an Indomitable Warrior Soul, she would never really fear battle, even knowing she couldn't win. The Dragon and Serpent that had been ready to retreat now decided not to.
With a coiling motion, her massive Dragon and Serpent body tightly bound the Golden Dragon, and though the following fierce struggles made her feel as if she might snap from the pain, thanks to those unscrupulous sisters who made her take the heat and suffer again and again, this level of pain was rely a trifle to her.
"What are you waiting for? Main body, where the hell is your Italian cannon? Fire!"
As she saw the body of the Dragon and Serpent stretched to the limit like an elastic band about to snap, this was what the Fairy King was furiously thinking to herself.
"Alright, Little Four, have a good journey."
Dorothy looked at this overly dramatic incarnation and then tearfully waved a white handkerchief as she gave the order.
"Open fire."
Reality is not a ga where you set immunity for teammates; she knew that in the upcoming bombardnt, her dear Little Four would make a heroic sacrifice.
Number Two and Number Three, who had been maintaining the spell, couldn't be bothered with these two clowns anymore. They were extrely busy at the mont, but it was the Moon God within the Moon Phase who quietly said a word.
"Thank you for your sacrifice, sister. The organization will rember your contributions."
This almost moved the Fairy King to tears when she heard it. She looked at those three unscrupulous sisters, and then at the well-behaved and sensible Little Five—the difference was huge.
In that mont, the grip she had on Senior below her beca even tighter, and she was willing to make this sacrifice.
Only Dorothy looked sowhat sympathetically at the poor Fairy King, then turned her head to glance at the vague silhouette of the Four-winged Angel erging at the back of her head.
Tsk, tsk, misfortune at ho, Little Five turned out to be a bad woman; poor Little Four was completely manipulated.
As incarnations, the Fairy King and Moon God were more or less independent of each other; they couldn't sense each other's thoughts.
But as the main body, Dorothy knew it all very clearly. It was actually Little May God who was in charge of commanding and arranging the Moon Rabbit Legion. She had already asked for permission several tis to launch the activation early, not caring at all about the Fairy King who was still struggling up front.
Thinking about the Moon God's simple and unpretentious appearance,
Dorothy couldn't help but gasp, feeling that Little Five was really naughty and truly terrifying.
Oh, she is my avatar, theoretically a part of , just the decisive part of . So, no problem.
And with the main body's nod, the Moon God within the Moon Phase coldly issued the order, and all the warships, rocket trucks, tanks, fighter jets, and so on that had taken their positions began their mission.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
In that mont, countless missiles rose into the sky, trailing flas, becoming sparkling stars that not even the brightness of the Sun could obscure.
Then...
Inside the Golden City, Senior Mia still felt the deadly threat. She wanted to pull away and go into a defensive stance, but for so reason, the Fairy King who had ensnared her seed to have taken a dose of chicken blood, boosted by sheer willpower as the Indomitable Warrior Soul she was—like a cockroach that can't really be killed as long as her will lives. This left her unable to break free for a mont.
She could only watch helplessly as countless stars fell from the sky.
It was only then that she fully realized what seed like low-tech missiles were in essence High-Ring Magic Spells.
"Such a barrage of High-Ring Magic Spells, this is just too outrageous."
These were Senior Mia's last thoughts.
And so, the east wind blew on a night laden with a thousand blossoms, sweeping down stars like rain.
"Wow, aweso! Worthy of the army I created, this firepower obsession is just like ."
Watching the Calamity fireworks rise over the City of Gold, Dorothy nodded in satisfaction.
"Can't deny it, High-Ring Magic Spells used as fireworks do look pretty impressive."
The Hobody Witch, completely drained of Magic Power by the hundreds of High-Ring Magic Spells in an instant, pondered this sentint.
.....During the Calamity fireworks display.....
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