My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

Amidst the terrifying magical turbulence, the dual-colored barrage of pink and blue forcefully shredded the first volley, which was already spent.

The light in Su Fang and Tang Keren’s eyes blazed to their limits.

Red, purple, silver.

Right within the still-raging storm, three figures suddenly flashed like meteors. Using the path carved open by the two women at the cost of magic power overload, they tore through layer after layer of residual shockwaves and burst in front of the three demon beasts.

The next instant.

The two attendants formed of threads had already met the red and silver meteors.

Only the purple figure suddenly dispersed into mist, rapidly closing in on the slender silhouette made of golden threads.

The flintlock pistols in the sky began to dissipate. The tea party girl’s aura plummeted sharply, and the golden threads forming her head looked somewhat dim.

This seemed like the best opportunity.

Zihan’s figure condensed behind her in an instant, her bat wings spreading wide as a violet light flared across the massive scythe’s blade.

Meanwhile, the tea party girl’s right hand had already lifted almost imperceptibly, aiming at Airwen and Su Fang in the distance, her two fingers beginning to straighten.

But at that very moment—

The red-haired girl, who was locked in close combat with the dangerous species wielding a long needle and wearing a suit, suddenly spoke. Her calm, sweet voice reached Zihan’s ears.

“Switch.”

Zihan’s scythe, poised to strike, spun effortlessly in the air, and her figure immediately dissolved back into purple mist without hesitation, retreating instantly.

There was almost no magic power infused into that swing!

Her friend’s pre-battle warning echoed in her ears:

That dangerous species, the Headless General, has a bizarre ability. The Nightmare Seed is bound to be even trickier. Start with a feint to probe, keep your mist form ready. If I tell you to come back, you must come back.

Given that she’d been saved by this girl once before…

Zihan chose to trust her best friend without question!

The tea party girl’s head tilted as if in momentary confusion, seemingly surprised that Zihan had let her defenseless self go.

Yet her fingers continued to rise without a hitch.

Zzzzt—!

A golden light flashed at her fingertips.

“!!”

“Whoosh—”

But in that instant, when no one had time to react—

A graceful figure transformed into a crimson comet.

Boom!

In a split second, her instantaneous speed broke the sound barrier, evading the upper-rank dangerous species that tried to entangle her. Like a teleportation, she crossed dozens of meters and appeared right before the tea party girl.

Hum.

At that moment, two extremely fine golden-red threads struck the flame-wreathed girl at point-blank range.

A golden honey cake mark and a red teacup mark instantly formed above the tea party girl and Lin Guang’s heads.

“!!”

Everyone on the field couldn’t help but freeze for a moment.

What the hell?!

And when she halted in front of the tea party girl, only then did everyone see—

What Lin Guang exhaled from her mouth and nose was no longer air, but solid, condensed flames.

Breathe in—breathe out—

The girl’s breathing rhythm carried a unique cadence, as if driving the magic power throughout her body to teeter on the edge of boiling over. Her entire presence felt like an active volcano—extremely unstable, on the verge of losing control.

“!!!”

Su Fang, who had just finished her burst and was recovering her breath, instantly tightened her grip on her twin guns again. “Senior Mengmengxiang!”

Tang Keren’s pupils also contracted. “Hey, what are you doing?! Are you okay?!”

“What’s that thing on your head…?”

Without a moment’s pause, a blazing red flame burst from Lin Guang’s body like a dam breaking. It surged violently through the red thread, rushing madly toward the tea party girl opposite her.

The moment the tea party girl touched this magic power, the vortex in her head emitted a faint, satisfied glow.

But in the very next second—

Lin Guang’s head shot up, her peculiar rhythmic breathing stopping abruptly, and the crimson light in her eyes flared.

I’ve got you now. You’re finished.

No one in heaven or on earth can save you.

“Don’t attack. Just keep them tied up for me.”

With those words, Lin Guang's low, commanding chant rang out, accompanied by the passionate musical notes surging from her staff:

“O Ruler—”

As the first syllable of the incantation fell, the red magic power that had been wildly leaking out halted in midair, as if hitting an invisible wall.

Then…

It began to reverse.

The next instant, a torrent of golden magic power surged back along the link from the tea party girl’s figure, pouring into Lin Guang’s body.

Under everyone’s incredulous gazes, the tea party girl’s usually elegant movements also faltered with panic.

“?!”

Seeing the two marks on Lin Guang’s head, both familiars seemed to freeze up for a moment.

The suit-wearing attendant, which Lin Guang had shaken off, was now locked onto by a recovering Zihan. Her massive scythe flashed, forcing it to parry awkwardly with its long needle.

“Don’t even think about it!”

Almost simultaneously, the other magical girls, snapping out of their shock, attacked together, seizing the chance to surround the two upper-rank dangerous species.

Their thread-formed bodies instantly started taking damage, let alone having any chance to block Lin Guang’s advance.

“Mask of flesh and blood.”

As the second line of the incantation rang out, the crimson flame dancing at the staff’s tip abruptly shifted, transforming into a cold, pale-blue fire.

Though a cold-colored flame, it seemed to contain death-fire forged from layers of indescribable emotions, like angry spirits rising and falling within the blaze.

The magic power began compressing at an inconceivable efficiency. The air around the girl distorted into visible ripples due to the extreme heat.

Lin Guang walked slowly toward the tea party girl, following the link between them, staff in hand.

The tea party girl let out a terrified roar. Golden threads extended into the sky, as if trying to reform her flintlock and blast Lin Guang.

Even if it meant both of them being gravely wounded, she didn’t care anymore.

An overwhelming sense of danger told her she had to interrupt this girl’s charging.

But the next moment, the suction force from her opponent escalated another notch. The golden magic was being drained even more ferociously, disrupting the tea party girl’s attempt to conjure the flintlock. It dissipated without even forming a phantom.

Magical turbulence indiscriminately interfered with all beings that possessed magic.

“Myriad phenomena, spread your wings and soar.”

The girl’s voice clung like a stubborn curse, pressing close behind the tea party girl.

Twenty.

Step.

She walked with a blank expression. With each step, a massive amount of golden magic power was forcibly extracted from the tea party girl’s body.

The tea party girl’s remaining half of her magic power was plummeting fast!

“By the name of humanity.”

With every syllable uttered, a surge of golden magic poured in, and the pale-blue flame at the staff’s tip swelled larger!

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