It was only slightly taller than an ordinary person, barely over two meters, its whole body cloaked in an indescribable blue-black armor.
As if an exquisitely crafted work of art had been violently twisted, the fine carvings that should have adorned the armor had been reduced to maddening, chaotic lines. The coarse crown atop its head looked as if it had been melted and patched on, yet it still faintly hinted at a former status.
At the right side of the figure’s hand was thrust an exaggerated, pitch-black greatsword, the broad blade wrapped in black mist that seemed capable of swallowing light.
It leaned back against the throne's backrest, motionless, like a weapon that had not yet activated, but carrying supreme dignity.
The Abyss King!
In past cycles it had personally destroyed the entire Sacred Tree domain, almost certainly an avatar of the Abyss’s collective will, a terrifying existence.
And on the seventy-seventh attempt, after countless sacrifices and efforts, Lin Guang finally had the qualification to stand directly before it.
At this moment, those intensely concentrated black mists were pouring, like a waterfall, up from beneath the giant tree and seeping into the gaps of the figure’s armor on the throne!
In the magical girls’ unique sense of magic power, its aura had already far surpassed that of the upper-level Nightmare Seed they had slain before, and it was continuing to grow at an extremely terrifying rate.
But in Lin Guang’s eyes… it was still charging. That meant the previous assumption had become fact: it had not yet reached its peak.Moreover, this time everyone’s preparations were more abundant and lavish than ever before!
“Are you ready?”
Airwen stood ahead of everyone. She did not look back, yet her voice spread with the diffusion of magic power, reverberating in the girls’ ears.
It carried expectation and hope, hatred and rage, a mingling of complicated emotions.
“……”
Su Fang stared at the figure on the throne, strangely dazed for a moment, but Airwen’s words snapped her back.
Weird, why did I…
She patted her pretty face, condensed her twin guns, and nodded emphatically, “Ready!”
To her left, purple particles coalesced into a massive scythe, gripped firmly in Zihan’s left hand, while her right hand rested on the black eye patch over her right eye.
“Kukuku, what unimaginable evil… That must be the final darkness mentioned in the old covenant.”
Madness lingered on her face in a near-saturated smile, “Then let Hermit’s Purple, the Corridor of Shadows’ Punisher, hand down your final sentence!”
“Ah, feels a bit empty, doesn’t it? Not a single audience member.”
Only the pink-haired idol girl voiced a slight complaint.
But the next moment, as if hearing her, the humanoid on the throne suddenly moved.
Its left hand lifted slightly.
Endless black mist poured from the branch gaps of the treetop continent, forming a storm of darkness stretching from earth to sky, once more completely blotting out the dim stars overhead.
Crackling… gurgle… roar…
The dense black fog began to rapidly condense.
Those once-ethereal vapors gradually solidified into various corporeal demon beasts.
Countless shadows took shape within the black mist, forming a barrier between the throne figure and the girls.
Tens of thousands of dangerous species-level monsters spread across the entire top of the giant tree like a tide.
Dozens of Nightmare Seeds, whose magic power was thicker and whose malice was more concentrated, lurked among them, their bodies appearing and disappearing within the host of monsters.
And deep within this boundless host of monsters, five extremely massive auras stood out like searchlights in the night.
Upper-level Nightmare Seeds.
Judged by total magic power alone, any one of these five monsters was not inferior to the Abyssal Maw that had been killed earlier.
Tens of thousands of dangerous species as foot soldiers, dozens of Nightmare Seeds as generals.
And this was only the beginning.
It was foreseeable that, as time passed, the number of Nightmare Seeds and dangerous species here would only increase!
“I told you not to make such an audience!”
Tang Keren showed no fear, only a frown, her pink eyes plainly revealing disgust. “I would rather not interact even if there are more of these spectators!”
No one paid her any mind.
Boom—!
With a deafening roar, the monster army surged like a breached dam, a black tide crushing forward with overwhelming force toward the five at the edge.
Huge shadows instantly swept over them.
Compared to that, the five girls standing their ground were like dust motes.
Their voices were drowned by meaningless howls, the monstrous tide about to swallow their fragile forms.
Lin Guang’s crimson eyes calmly reflected the spreading black tide. He gripped a crimson microphone staff in his right hand, then stepped forward to stand at Airwen’s side, shoulder to shoulder with her.
“……”
They exchanged a look, still silent.
In unison, Airwen and Lin Guang adopted the same posture they had taken when they first fought side by side.
The red magical girl slowly raised her microphone staff, music beginning to ring from it bit by bit, a dense, blazing light swelling in her eyes.
The silver-haired magical girl gripped the hilt of her phantom sword with both hands and raised it, the phantasmal layered blades hiding half her face; the exposed silver eye shone with unbelievable brightness.
Behind the two of them,
three distinct yet equally resolute girl’s voices rose.
The purple magical girl lifted her delicate right hand to press on her eye patch, eyes aflame with zeal.
The pink magical girl elegantly extended both hands as if to embrace the whole world, a pink radiance in her gaze coalescing into starlight.
The blue magical girl crossed her twin guns over her chest, expression gentle yet determined.
“Full Bloom!” *3
The next instant,
though it was perpetual night, piercing light like blades shot forth from the heart of the countless monsters and the surging black fog.
Pink.
Purple.
Blue.
Merely struck by the three pure beams, dangerous species were already turned to ash.
Three pillars of light rocketed up from the battlefield.
Tang Keren, Zihan, and Su Fang’s Soul Gems bloomed like flower buds, releasing clear, gorgeous radiance that congealed into substance and shot toward the heavens.
Even in Kazenari Town’s century-long history, it seemed never to have seen three people trigger Full Bloom simultaneously. Even the legendary First Generation Magical Girl team, who could all Full Bloom at will, had never attempted such a thing.
Perhaps to conserve strength, they would only use that power when most necessary, or perhaps… before today, no monster in this world had ever been worthy of prompting the magical girls to act this way.
But for today, the girls had already discussed their strategy long ago.
As if countless voices in the void were singing together, solemn and austere music paired with Lin Guang’s release filled the air.
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