My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

Magic surged across the sky, coalescing into azure-blue flames that wrapped around the staff and rose upward.

The flames flew up like a banner, scattering the surrounding black fog and illuminating the girls who stood on the stage.

"Mask of flesh, ten thousand phenomena, spread your wings and soar, By the Name of Humanity—"

The girl's chanting rolled out like thunder:

"Inscription of the Azure Fire Wall, engrave the twin lotuses!"

"The distant heavens await the abyss of great flame!"

The three who had been gathering power also paused for a fraction of a second.

—An extra line of incantation just appeared?!

In Lin Guang's hand, the staff had already gone from form to formless.

"Path of Destruction Seventy-Three—"

"Twin-Lotus Azure Firefall!"

In the next instant, the torrent of azure flame erupting from the staff shot straight forward, forming intersecting spirals of dazzling light, crashing toward the black-haired girl above.

At the same time,

a rain of star-bullets fell from the sky.

Blades of judgment capable of slicing space and causality neared.

Su Fang's sniper rifle unleashed a cerulean beam that seemed able to pierce heaven and earth.

But the next second,

the four widened their eyes in shock.

The black-haired girl did not make any defensive move, nor did she release any retaliatory magic.

Yet just as everything was about to strike—

the flames lost their heat, the beam lost its color, the star-bullets became intangible breezes, the slashes that could ignore distance and forcibly land suddenly looked like childish scribbles.

All brilliance, magic fluctuations and force calmed and vanished, like morning mist meeting the scorching sun.

And the black-haired girl still had no reaction.

It was as if she could not perceive or even see the attacks just now.

So for her, those things did not exist.

As if they were fictional elements inside a work, incapable of ever hurting the author holding the pen.

It was a chasm between Truth and Falsehood.

Tang Keren couldn't help shouting, "What kind of joke is this?!"

Could the gap really be this huge?

Just a moment ago Airwen couldn't have ignored their attacks…

Yet the black-haired girl didn't even spare a glance for the magical girls.

As if all the surrounding commotion was irrelevant to Her.

She continued to rise, slowly floating higher.

Then she levelled with the top of the golden Sacred Tree that radiated light.

Beneath the surface, the black fog boiled like scalding water, surging wildly up along the junction of the two giant trees.

The golden light dimmed little by little.

Like the ember of hope slowly dying out.

The crimson girl stared at the figure high above, her eyes betraying not the slightest flicker of doubt.

She raised her crimson microphone staff high, and at the tip another cluster of deep-blue, scorching flame ignited.

Seeing that deep-blue fire, the magical girls seemed to find a backbone and rallied.

"Stop playing tricks!"

Tang Keren gritted her teeth, "I refuse to believe you can indefinitely render every attack impotent!"

—Perhaps ordinary Abyss creations and the Previous Magical Girls truly couldn't harm Her.

But a magical girl in Full Bloom would not be this powerless!

This had to be her special ability.

A witch of arrogance…

Arrogance…

Everyone sensed something.

—Could it be that the Witch King's authority is...

At that moment, the four suddenly heard a mellow rumble.

Rumble!!

Lin Guang turned around instantly.

A golden door radiating blinding light had opened behind the magical girls without warning.

A dazzling golden flame shot from the gate like an arrow released from a bow, dragging a long tail of fire across the water.

The virtual stage, colored pink and black, responded to the new arrival, and the sparkle-value bar also appeared above her head. That high-density liquid magic was instantly drawn up by her, assimilating into the flames and making them roar even more fiercely.

Golden flames?

Could it be—

Tang Keren blurted, "Phoenix?!"

Everyone immediately recognized that familiar aura and instinctively looked toward the streaking figure.

The next moment, even Lin Guang's pupils showed surprise.

The figure in the flames was clearly not a small bird.

It was a white-haired girl!

Her skin had a sickly pallor, appearing thin and fragile, as if weakened by years in a wheelchair.

But at this moment she showed no sign of immobility. She wore a light, agile red-and-gold dress, black knee-high leather boots, and a black headband.

Golden and crimson flames with a sacred aura wrapped around her, and her white bobbed hair whipped in the wind.

As she neared the battlefield's edge she suddenly turned, her feet first touching the water. Her momentum carried her sliding a long distance; she planted one hand on the surface and, with a dramatic flair, came to a halt beside them.

"Airwen! I—"

When that familiar girl’s voice rang through the origin realm, Su Fang dared confirm this girl was Phoenix.

The L Corp executive, Kazenari Town's eternal Sacred Tree spirit!

She drew a breath, "Miss Hythesla's here to smack you! Get rea—"

But her words cut off abruptly.

She had seen the pure-black witch hovering in midair.

The opponent still showed no sign of looking their way, still continued upward on Her own.

At that instant, sadness flickered through Phoenix's red-gold eyes. She seemed to understand what had happened and ground her teeth, "Still didn't make it in time, huh?"

Almost simultaneously,

another figure flew out from the golden gate.

It was indeed Amber, perched sideways on a long broom.

As she flew, her amber hair streamed behind her, and the luxurious dress with purple, black and amber hues of her spirit outfit traced elegant curves. An amber Soul Gem rested quietly at the arc of her chest, and a familiar heavy grimoire hovered above her palm.

Most striking was the purple wide-brim hat atop her head, pointed like a witch's hat from various stories.

Amber's broom performed a neat sideways brake behind Phoenix, coming to a steady stop and joining the group.

She sighed softly, "Looks like… we're a little late."

The four on the field realized something too.

Zihan was the first to react, her golden magical eye looking at the two newcomers:

"Who are you, then, whose true forms have unsealed themselves?"

Amber’s transformed spirit outfit, Phoenix's essentially reconstructed body, and the overwhelming, palpably real magic around them—

This posture left no doubt!

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