My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

"Have you lost your mind?!" Tang Keren exclaimed.

A small wound, five centimeters long and one centimeter deep, appeared on her hand.

Blood splattered.

Zihan didn't even frown. She just stared fixedly at the tea party girl in the distance.

One second.

Two seconds.

That monster still sat there elegantly, with no corresponding wound appearing on its body.

"As I thought…"

Zihan furrowed her brow and licked the blood seeping from her arm, letting out a somewhat regretful sigh. "Self-harm won't work."

Her words sent a jolt through everyone's hearts.

Su Fang struggled to stand up. "Senior Zihan, what are you trying to do?!"

"My dear friends, now is not the time for hesitation."

The volley ended, and the two upper-rank dangerous species-level minions charged again.

She took the initiative to close in, rushing toward the maid wielding the massive shears, a manic gleam flashing in her eyes. "Maybe this is the only chance we have!"

As her figure spun, the shears grazed her collarbone.

Her spirit outfit was torn, blood seeped out, but the corresponding spot on the "girl" sitting at the tea table also bore the same scratch mark.

And those two familiars actually hesitated for a moment before charging at the four people behind her, only to be intercepted again by Lin Guang and Airwen.

This reaction made Zihan's eyes light up. She murmured, "It really… works."

Even if that "girl" was a Nightmare Seed with astonishing magical power, the magical girls' magic power was far from negligible. Since the gap wasn't completely crushing, this ability couldn't be unsolvable.

A magical girl's battle was a battle of magic power. This was the consensus shared by all magical girls in Kazenari Town throughout its history.

As long as the gap wasn't so vast as to inspire despair, this mark couldn't possibly be invincible enough to be used continuously. There had to be an interval, and it probably couldn't be used on the same person repeatedly.

Maybe all these threads tied together did offer a sliver of hope in this brutal situation.

But everyone realized the same thing at once.

What was even more brutal than this situation was…

This sliver of hope might require someone to trade their life for it.

"Hurry up! We're running out of time!"

Bang—!

But an eerie silence followed.

No one attacked Zihan. Instead, they silently held off the two familiars, while the incoming golden light bullets were forced back by Su Fang and Tang Keren together.

A silent refusal.

To personally deliver a fatal attack on a friend… none of them could make that decision at this moment.

"Tch!!"

Zihan was stunned for a moment, then rejoined the battle to help hold off the two familiars.

The next second, the mark on her head silently disappeared.

The mark rotated again, but this time, everyone carefully controlled their actions and magic power.

The situation seemed deadlocked once more.

But everyone understood very well…

If they couldn't break the deadlock after a few more rotations, then even if splitting the damage eventually left the Nightmare Seed incapacitated, the remaining two upper-rank dangerous species would still have the strength to grind them down to the very end.

"Listen to me."

Seizing a brief lull in the tea party girl's bombardment, Lin Guang, still in relatively good condition, spoke up. "I have a plan, but there's only one shot at it."

She quickly said a few words.

Various emotions flickered through the girls' eyes, eventually giving way to looks of realization.

Tang Keren spread her barrage, her gaze complicated. "…You actually remember all that and calculated it clearly?"

Airwen's dark eyes sparkled as she nodded. "It might work."

"Yeah! With this, there's hope!"

"I know—if we don't risk our lives, we won't even have a chance to risk our lives!"

In the center of the ruins, the tea party girl seemed to have grown tired of this game of cat and mouse. She raised her other hand again.

Those two slender fingers slowly spread apart, forming that casual "peace sign" at the empty air.

"Zzz."

Two threads of different colors shot out once more.

The [Red Tea Cup] representing magic power sharing appeared above the tea party girl and Su Fang, while the [Honey Cake] representing wound sharing appeared above the tea party girl and Zihan.

"Ugh!"

Su Fang let out a muffled groan as the magic power inside her began to stir uncontrollably. A cerulean liquid precipitated from her body, flowing toward the tea party girl.

"You want my magic power? Then take an empty shell!"

A hint of viciousness flashed in the girl's eyes. She raised her twin guns and madly pulled the trigger at the flintlock pistols materializing in the air.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

She unleashed her firepower recklessly, even without a good angle to aim.

Her magic power reserves dropped rapidly, but it also thinned out the magic power flowing to the tea party girl to a mere trickle, while helping to ease Tang Keren's burden.

On the other side, Zihan stared at the honey cake mark above her head, her hands gripping her scythe trembling slightly.

Her body didn't have too many new wounds, just a few tolerable bloodstains.

Because the previous rounds of damage sharing had already healed the tea party girl's injuries fairly well. Even with the link established, there wasn't much damage to transfer over.

At this moment, the tea party girl used this mark purely to limit Zihan, the strongest single-target striker, from executing a decapitation strike.

But this was precisely the opportunity.

Violent magic power fluctuations surged around Zihan. Purple mist churned beneath her feet. As she built up her power, her ten fingers clenched the scythe tightly, her lips moving faintly, as if counting something silently.

Twenty-six.

Twenty-five.

Twenty-four…

Lin Guang's words from earlier flashed unbidden through her mind.

"Twenty-seven seconds."

"I counted. Every mark disappears after twenty-seven seconds. No exceptions. The time when she hasn't raised her hand to make that gesture again is our only chance to kill the witch and have everyone survive."

"…"

Fifteen.

Fourteen.

"Zihan, you're the strongest in single-target attacks, and you're the only one who can move to her side without any control restrictions."

"No matter what happens, just strike down with all your might."

"The rest of us just need to hold on and draw her attention away from you."

"…"

Ten.

Nine.

Eight.

"I… I…"

"Idiot! No matter what happens, just swing down with everything you've got!"

"…"

Five.

Four.

Three.

At this moment, the girl's left eye snapped open wide, and a violet light burst forth.

"Charge!"

Lin Guang kicked away the suited familiar and let out a low shout.

Her entire body dissolved into a mass of pitch-black dense fog, shooting out from within her companions' barrage circle like an arrow off the string.

The tea party girl seemed to sense the killing intent. She directed all the flintlock pistols to turn their barrels.

Bang, bang, bang!

Golden bullets rained down on the rapidly approaching black fog. They didn't pierce through physically, but upon contact with the fog, they immediately triggered intense magical power fluctuations.

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