My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?
Chapter 65: Low-Level Nightmare SeedTime passed.
The eternal night of the Outer Realm seemed completely unchanged.
On the plain, the small golden barrier appeared and disappeared, leaving behind only the cooling campfire and the remnants of daily supplies.
The brief peace came to an end.
A flash of light shone as the five beauties once again donned their spirit outfits, transforming into five-colored magical girls. They immediately set off once more on the journey toward the direction Su Fang had indicated.
After leaving the ancient battlefield ruins guarded by the demon beast general, they found themselves facing a bleak gray wasteland that stretched endlessly beyond the visible range.
The earth displayed a lifeless, deathly gray color, and the grave-mound-like hillocks continued repeating infinitely as they ran.
But this time, the journey wasn’t as easy as before.
The black fog was still thick, but it no longer provided the excellent concealment that the forest had.
After all, on such open terrain, the magical girls’ running figures were as conspicuous as candles in the darkness, leaving no room for stealth or hiding. Moreover, the density of demon beasts here was even higher than in the previous forest.Even though their primary focus remained on traveling, the frequency and intensity of forced stops to fight due to lower-ranked dangerous species and large groups of Claw-types had noticeably increased.
The same went for magic power consumption.
However, after receiving the Sacred Tree’s blessing, the girls’ magic power had undergone quite a significant change compared to before.
Although this long journey only included a few short rest stops, the group held out for much longer than before before finally approaching their limits once again.
A full fifteen hours later.
Bang!
On the gray-white wasteland, a blue energy bullet shattered the last Claw-type that looked like a starving wolf.
It wobbled and collapsed, with black fog and blood seeping from the fractures.
“Huff… huff…”
“It’s right ahead, about half an hour’s journey…” Su Fang lowered her guns and spoke while panting, “That presence… it’s very intense.”
At that moment, everyone could see that the Gem Brooch on her chest was flashing a high-frequency blue light, like a signal beacon.
The silver-haired girl glanced ahead at the increasingly thick black fog, where visibility had once again dropped to an extremely low level. She let out a long breath. “Let’s rest here for a bit.”
“We’ll take a proper break this time.”
No one had any objections.
Even Zihan, who had always been active and impulsive, quietly put away her scythe.
Everyone understood that although the journey had been exhausting, what they were about to face was the real main event, allowing no room for carelessness.
Before long, the golden leaves were activated again, and a warm hemispherical barrier opened up on this desolate wasteland, isolating the endless harassment and black fog.
At Airwen’s wish, a campfire and tents rose once more, along with plenty of supplies.
“Ahh, I’m alive again.”
Tang Keren took a big gulp of hot cocoa, stretched her fingers that had stiffened from typing, felt the flow of magic power, and revealed an elegant smile.
“Even though this run was exhausting, the boost from that fragment is real.”
“My magic power recovery rate is much faster than before. One good sleep and I’ll be back in action immediately.”
The silver-haired girl, who was cooking by the campfire with a pile of pots and pans, nodded and said softly, “Based on Su Fang’s perception, the fragment ahead is considerably larger than the one we just recovered.”
“Given the distance from the Sacred Tree and the size of the fragment… there’s a high probability that its holder is a Low-Level Nightmare Seed.”
Everyone’s expressions turned grave.
A full-strength Low-Level Nightmare Seed, and in the Outer Realm, possibly one with other demon beasts as subordinates.
To ordinary people, it was a natural disaster.
To magical girls, it was also a nightmare.
If that was truly the case… its power far exceeded what the Headless General could compare to.
“Prepare yourselves mentally. Don’t let your guard down.”
“Hmph, no problem!”
Zihan hadn’t canceled her transformation yet and was using the handle of her scythe to hammer tent stakes into the ground. She said confidently, “My blade is already thirsting for blood again!”
The corner of her mouth curled into a wicked grin, and her left eye was full of delight. “Since we’ve arrived at the doorstep of one of the Four Heavenly Kings, we should conserve our strength and grant it a magnificent end.”
Lin Guang, who was setting up the tent beside her, silently glanced at her.
With four fragments remaining, she had taken it upon herself to call the demon beasts guarding them the Four Heavenly Kings.
To be honest, Lin Guang felt this metaphor wasn’t great, for all sorts of reasons.
Either the next opponent they faced would be the weakest of the Four Heavenly Kings, or there were actually five of them… either way, it didn’t seem very auspicious.
But considering that this world probably didn’t have a similar meme, he let her have her fun.
Su Fang also nodded, her azure eyes flickering with a resolute light.
“We will win.”
Throughout this journey, she seemed to have changed somehow.
The recovery of that Fragment of Hope didn’t just bring an increase in power—more importantly, it gave this once-inexperienced Prophecy Maiden the confidence she most desperately needed.
The demon beasts of the Outer Realm were not invincible.
As long as they worked together… maybe they really could do it.
………
Ten hours later.
The light curtain gradually dissipated, and everyone’s energy and spirit reached their peak.
Without any words needed, five figures shot out like colorful ribbons, charging once again into the fog ahead.
Beneath their feet was still the gray-white sand, but this time they encountered no significant obstacles.
The scattered demon beasts around seemed to fear something, not daring to approach this area, as if it were the territory of some entity.
After traveling for about twenty minutes.
Suddenly, a sickly sweet, almost rotten smell filled the air, extremely unpleasant.
Airwen frowned and raised her hand to signal.
Everyone’s pace immediately slowed.
The next moment.
The black fog mysteriously thinned out.
A sudden ruin appeared out of nowhere on the barren plain, emerging extremely close to them, only a few dozen meters away.
“…!!”
Tang Keren murmured, “This is…”
Before their eyes was a massive ruined courtyard, surrounded by heavily rusted black railings and broken walls, tightly wrapped in withered vines.
The interior buildings looked completely destroyed, with faint outlines suggesting former grandeur, but now they were nothing more than shattered walls and collapsed rubble, unrecognizable.
An eerie chill of death pervaded the entire structure. The only exception was the gate, which stood wide open, facing them directly.
A hair-raising magic power fluctuation radiated without any concealment from that gate.
It was a bizarre, twisted malice that felt like it would grind away a person’s sanity, yet carried a certain inviting quality. Faint laughter could be heard in the thin black fog, but listening closely made it seem like an illusion.
The silver-haired girl said softly, “As expected… it’s a Low-Level Nightmare Seed.”
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