My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

“……”

Zihan looked at the Cherry-Haired Girl before her, and a wild, arrogant smile curled at the corners of her lips once more.

“Ku ku ku, no need to worry. Before my blade, all laws shall be rewritten!”

Even Tang Keren’s professional smile couldn’t hold up anymore, a vein popping on her forehead. “This girl really doesn’t listen to reason after transforming, huh…”

“But… my cherished friend Mengmengxiang, since this is your request, I will reluctantly agree to it.”

“Huh?”

This time, it wasn’t just Tang Keren, who knew her best, but even Airwen couldn’t help but blink.

—Did she actually listen?

Zihan walked to the edge of the cliff, turning her back to the group. Her bat wings flapped loudly in the wind, leaving behind a cool, beautiful silhouette:

“After all, you, too, are one abandoned by this world. I promised you that before you find your true self, I would shatter every obstacle in your way.”

“So… wait in peace.”

Purple specks of light began to gather relentlessly around her body.

After about thirty seconds, the girl’s form abruptly collapsed.

The light effect wasn’t flashy. Her entire being dissolved into a barely perceptible, dark purple-black mist, like a single drop of ink melting into the darkness, slipping silently and soundlessly toward the deathly army formation ahead.

The mist nimbly wove through the forest of stone statue soldiers standing like trees on the periphery, without attracting any notice. Finally, it coiled like a venomous serpent behind the enormous demon beast general.

“Kneel before me!!”

The shadow suddenly condensed. A lithe figure wielding a massive scythe burst forth, the purple giant scythe in her hand cutting with deadly precision toward the gap in the armor’s waist joints.

Woom!!

In an instant, a colossal, ten-meter-long purple crescent slash bloomed in the enemy ranks, resembling a narrow, elongated purple eye, even tearing through the black fog itself.

—And that was with only half of its full power!

But right at that moment.

Her exposed eye’s pupils contracted sharply.

Clang—!

There was no dull thud of a blade cutting into metal.

The moment the scythe’s edge and that crescent slash touched the giant armor, a bizarre, rebounding force surged back up the long handle.

Zihan felt a burning sting in her tiger’s mouth, as if she had struck an immovable iron mountain. The giant scythe nearly flew out of her hand.

She couldn’t help blurting out, “What a joke?!”

Even if it had been that Low-Level Nightmare Seed from before, standing outside the realm and unhindered by the barrier, that strike could have at least chipped off a scale or two.

Yet the one before her was merely an upper-rank dangerous species—the gap in strength between the two was like heaven and earth.

But that strike hadn’t even left a scratch!

Just as Zihan thought this, the stone statue soldier closest to the headless armor was instantly cut in half at the waist.

Everyone stared in shock.

“…”

Lin Guang’s eyes narrowed. His mind raced, realizing something.

Could it be?!

At that exact moment.

The deep blue soul fire in the neck of the once statue-still giant armor suddenly flared up, like a massive, icy torch being ignited.

Whoosh!

In an instant, it moved from stillness to motion with a speed completely at odds with its size. The giant sword resting on the ground was gripped by its massive armored hand, then abruptly lifted and swung backward.

Boom!!!

Even though the greatsword’s edge had long gone blunt, it let out a wailing shriek like a vengeful ghost, closing in on the girl in the blink of an eye.

“Ah!!”

Su Fang almost screamed.

But at that moment.

Zihan squinted. Her figure once again dissolved into mist without any warning, vanishing from the spot.

Yet the sword pressure released from the swing did not dissipate.

A visible, black, crescent-shaped blade aura shot forth from the sword, spreading dozens of meters like a black wall pushing outward. It didn’t harm any of the stone statues but still sliced through the black fog.

Zihan stumbled back to the group’s side, gasping for breath. She could almost still smell the imminent aura of death that had come rushing at her.

She looked at Lin Guang, her voice dry: “Thanks!”

Seriously, she had almost died, just that close.

If she hadn’t prepared in advance and held back some strength, that less-than-0.5-second reaction time wouldn’t have been enough to turn into mist again.

The silver-haired magical girl spoke softly: “It’s too early to feel at ease now.”

“It’s coming.”

Zihan was momentarily stunned, then the others turned to look at the army formation.

Clusters of deep blue flames began to light up across the plain—the cold, divine glow igniting in the eyes of the stone statues one after another.

Rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble—

A grinding sound, grating on the teeth, echoed across the wilderness.

It was the sound of hundreds of stone statues’ joints moving simultaneously. They raised their bows in perfect unison, the heavy force seeming to make the very ground beneath them tremble.

Those cold, divine lights all turned in unison with the headless giant armor. Hundreds of gazes, carrying nothing but chilling murderous intent, mixed with the intense, iron-blooded aura of the battlefield, shot toward the five on the cliff like solid arrows.

Without a doubt—

This sleeping army… had been fully awakened by this fierce surprise attack.

None of the five present were slow enough not to understand what had just happened.

That severed Claw-type stone statue soldier had been like a substitute dummy, clearly taking the damage from the strike just now.

The silver-haired girl drew her sword without hesitation. Layers upon layers of sword light spread through the air as the phantom sword left its sheath: “That’s damage transfer.”

Damage transfer.

Simple, easy to understand.

Yet the look of disbelief on Zihan’s face still wouldn’t fade. “An upper-rank dangerous species, whose magic power hasn’t even broken that threshold… how could it have completely transferred my strike?…”

The battle between magical girls and Abyss creatures was, at its core, a battle of magic power.

The strength of magic power essentially determined what one might call “priority” or “status.”

All kinds of special abilities, the so-called “mechanics,” were built upon this foundation. Without the support of magic power, even the most incredible special ability would fail to take effect, or at least be severely diminished.

Yet how could an upper-rank dangerous species, whose magic power wasn’t much different from a Claw-type’s, completely transfer her strike?

This was utterly unreasonable!

But at this moment, there was no time left for them to think.

In the neck of the four-meter-tall armor, the massive, deep blue torch blazed as if fully awakened, sending its roar booming outward.

ROAR!!!

It was a terrifying roar that vocal cords could never replicate, one that came directly from within the chest of that giant armor.

The next moment, the earth quaked.

The four-meter-tall giant general displayed astonishing, terrifying strength and speed.

It took a step.

First a walk, then a run, then a full sprint—

It charged with its sword over its shoulder!

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