My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

Lin Guang fixed her gaze on the tree, looking straight at the two strange puppets that had discovered her. She took a deep breath, her slender body standing steady on the branch.

She smiled and lifted her hand, once more performing the transformation starting pose that was etched into her bones.

"Full marks for the smile! One hundred percent courage~"

Chastity or dignity—those sorts of things are handled carefully when you have them, fearful of losing them. But once they’re gone, there’s no interest in picking them back up, as if some heavy burden has been taken off.

She hopped and spun like a dancer, alighting from the tree like a butterfly. The heels of her little boots touched down firmly, her long, beautiful legs steady without the slightest wobble.

Her slender waist twisted, and the magic in the air poured into this youthful, lovely body like a rising tide.

Lin Guang felt that scorching, swelling power once again fill her entire body.

The transformation process restarted.

In that moment, Lin Guang noticed details she hadn’t paid attention to the first time she transformed.

With the first line uttered, it was as if an immutable force compelled her to continue the motions and recite the following lines.

"…!"

That flame-like power flowed through her as she danced, seeming to possess its own consciousness and attempting to converge at her chest.

Lin Guang moved lightly, white light already radiating from her body, and her clothes vanished along with it, leaving only the slender, lovely girl form. Her hands traced a huge heart-shaped path in front of her chest.

The next move should have been to spread her arms passionately, pushing outward to both sides.

Lin Guang’s voice was sweet and enthusiastic: "Let the flames and feelings jump and burn together…"

But at that very instant,

the sweet voice turned somewhat cold and sharp.

She cried out, "…and take you with them!"

In the next moment, the hands that had been about to push forward suddenly changed technique. Her slender fists wrapped in white light sliced through the air and whipped forward with a roaring sound.

At the same time, she herself surged forward like a streak of light.

Magic filled her body. Lin Guang shone with a holy radiance, moving with astonishing speed. The maid puppet holding a kitchen knife had only just raised its arm when the girl in its sightline had already vanished.

In the blink of an eye,

a trailing white afterimage flashed ghostlike to its right.

Her cherry-colored hair whipped up in the rush. Using that momentum to twist her waist and pivot her hips, the girl’s long fist carried terrifying explosive force, cutting through the air to smash the faceless face of the knife-wielding maid puppet.

That punch even carried a faint red flame, streaking a bright mark through the dark forest.

Pfft!

Crack!

With a muffled boom, it was flung backward.

Lin Guang didn’t hesitate at all, turning to pounce on the butler puppet beside it.

—The transformation, as a set of actions and abilities etched into this girl’s body, was read and replicated by Lin Guang in an instinctive, emotional way under the influence of the Soul Link.

That ineffable compulsion to continue transforming just now was proof.

Normally this would be difficult to suppress, like a person’s inability to stop the knee-jerk reflex or blinking. This instinctive impulse born of a supernatural power is even more deeply rooted than those bodily neural reflexes.

But Lin Guang did not have only one talent.

The Precision Operation Engine began to exert its power as well.

At that instant, relying on control so strong it even surpassed the host body, Lin Guang halted the lines and motions that were about to come out, directly interrupting her transformation process!

At this moment, the magic that had just leaked out was tightly imprisoned within her body, the sensation of that power rampaging inside her accompanied by intense stinging pain spreading through her.

Yet she could still move!

Lin Guang lowered her body, a leg shining with holy light swept out like a steel whip and struck precisely at the butler puppet’s lower-leg joint.

"Snap!"

A dull explosion rang out.

That kick was even more powerful than the earlier punch. There was no gore, only dry wooden splinters scattering. The puppet’s fragile spherical joint shattered instantly under the absolute force, its body losing balance and lurching to one side.

Without hesitation, Lin Guang powered through her waist and abdomen, springing up like a compressed coil. With her right fist clenched, she launched a textbook rising dragon punch.

The fist, wrapped in magics that grew wilder with her actions and emotions, actually left a flame-like trail and smashed into the faceless visage of the butler puppet.

Bang!

It sounded like an iron hammer crushing a watermelon.

The puppet’s head exploded into a shower of wooden fragments that filled the air. The headless torso shuddered twice before crashing down.

The girl staggered and fell to the ground. The frantic, scorching magic roiled inside her; ambient magic continued to pour in, making everything more chaotic and hot, even causing veins to pop at Lin Guang’s temple despite her high pain tolerance.

The Precision Operation Engine was not a mechanical mind—this pain fully impacted his consciousness.

That maid monster might not be dead yet.

Could it still fight?

Lin Guang panted, her thoughts racing in a flash.

The magic inside her seemed to grow increasingly violent; in other words, her next punch would hit even harder.

So if she could hold out for three more seconds and land the next move, she could win.

However…

Just as that thought rose, the unexpected happened.

Perhaps that burst of high-intensity explosive movements had triggered something in the magic; what had only been barely suppressed seemed to receive a stimulus and accelerated, boiling wildly inside her.

This violent surge of energy, layered on top of the ripping phantom pain already in her body, instantly broke through her defenses.

Lin Guang’s exhalation suddenly leaked thin threads of firelight.

At that instant, the magic went out of control past some critical threshold. It felt as if flames were born in her windpipe, searing as though cooking her internal organs.

Her thoughts died for roughly three-tenths of a second, her vision blackening for an instant.

Even though the Precision Operation Engine remained active, it could not withstand this blow.

Because this was magic run rampant, not a reflex-driven freeze.

In that fatal instant, the other maid puppet, which had silently crawled back onto the battlefield, moved.

It slid along the ground with a grotesque, ergonomically impossible posture, thrusting the rust-stained cleaver in its hand forward soundlessly.

Ssshk.

Cold metal pierced skin, plunging into Lin Guang’s soft, white-light-covered abdomen.

The holy light produced some repelling force against the attack, but it was limited.

"Ugh…"

Searing pain surged up her spine like an electric shock.

Lin Guang’s eyes flew wide, her forehead instantly beaded with cold sweat.

But that soul-piercing pain acted like a shot of adrenaline, forcibly pulling her scattered senses back. She rammed an elbow into the opponent’s head.

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