My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

Just like an ant swarm devouring prey, it ate away everything inside the tea party girl.

The tea party girl gave a silent shriek, knocked over the table, and staggered as she tried to put distance between them.

But her magic power was being drained, which meant her vitality, spirit, and will were all being sucked away.

She had never experienced such terrifying extraction before, her speed dropped drastically, she couldn't even cast spells, and she had to scramble through the domain using hands and feet, trying to get away from that dreadful presence chanting death.

No matter how she ran, the footsteps behind her sounded unhurried yet steady, and the distance kept shrinking little by little.

Under everyone’s astonished gaze, the roles of hunter and prey seemed to reverse.

Who was whose nightmare?!

Ten seconds.

"Truth and Temperance."

Lin Guang watched the ragged figure fleeing ahead, still feeding him magic power continuously. His crimson pupils shone astonishingly under the azure blaze.

"Stand upon the wall of sinful dreams."

The distance was right.

Lin Guang stopped walking.

At this moment, the tea party girl seemed to realize the futility of escape, or sensed that the mark was about to vanish.

Three seconds left.

In that desperate instant, the tea party girl whipped her head around. She raised her right hand, trembling fingertips once more aiming at Lin Guang.

If she could reconnect... if she could latch onto anyone the instant the mark disappeared...

But what met her eyes was only a bluish brilliance that seemed capable of burning even the soul to cinders.

"And stand atop it."

The final line of the chant fell.

All sound seemed devoured at that moment, leaving only that dazzling, unviewable azure light.

Zero.

The mark vanished.

Lin Guang looked at the fingertip that had not had time to activate, and calmly spoke the final judgment.

"Azure Firefall."

Boom!

The azure-blue conflagration, long charged to the 200% critical threshold, finally broke free. The searing high-pressure shockwave was compressed to the extreme and struck the tea party girl dead center with no waste.

The golden-threaded arm instantly vaporized, then her torso, then her head.

Under gazes that could hardly find words to describe what they witnessed, the dam-burst torrent of azure flame dissolved every golden thread, then fanned out, illuminating the entire interior of the domain.

The next moment.

A tremor suddenly rolled from all directions of the domain, the bizarre tea-party scene peeling away like a burned painting, dissipating.

The two familiars that had been struggling desperately went limp and collapsed into heaps of dust.

Almost without any process at all, everyone found themselves back in the ruined, decaying courtyard.

Silence surrounded them, with only two smoldering, ash-black patches proving that what had occurred was not an illusion.

Lin Guang retracted his staff, walked forward with an even expression, and groped through the huge charred crater.

A moment later, she straightened up, pinching a pitch-black fragment in her hand.

Only then did everyone seem to wake from a dream, their gazes inevitably clearing a bit.

Is that... it?

The first low-level Nightmare Seed they'd encountered, just annihilated in an instant?

Zihan's hand holding her scythe froze in midair, her face dumbfounded.

Tang Keren and Su Fang, still poised for battle, gaped at the pile of ash, then at the unscathed Lin Guang, their expressions adorably stunned and bewildered.

Even usually composed Airwen slightly parted her lips, her dark eyes wide as she stared at Lin Guang with an unusually complex look.

……………

A few minutes later.

In the ruined courtyard, a small golden barrier slowly rose, sealing off a small area and isolating the suffocating black fog beyond.

Before the five could undo their transformations, they were already clustered around Lin Guang.

Tang Keren stood by the newly lit campfire, pinching Lin Guang's cheeks. The playful smile was gone from her pretty face, replaced by panic and anger: "Do you know how dangerous that was? What were you thinking?"

Lin Guang's sweet face was cupped in Tang Keren's hands, kneaded into all sorts of ridiculous shapes, looking both comical and cute.

She met Tang Keren's eyes, which were actually filled with worry, and said nothing. She only blinked, showing no remorse or explanation.

"You idiot!!"

Tang Keren let go, as if she wanted to scold more, when a slender arm slung over Lin Guang's shoulders, hooking her in.

"Kuku ku, truly worthy. The one recognized by Hermit's Purple, a fellow powerhouse and companion!"

Zihan was ecstatic, pressing her face against Lin Guang's. A violet fragrance wafted into her nose: "Hunting Nightmare Seeds like plucking fruit from a bowl—such effortless grace... so elegant, truly too elegant!"

"But tell me, how exactly did you do it? That thing's mark-like special ability—what was it? I couldn't see it at all."

"...That was a mark that split magic power."

Airwen, holding a Sacred Tree Leaf, finally spoke, her tone carrying unspeakable complexity.

"Mengmengxiang reversed it, drawing the opponent's magic for casting, and then the other couldn't move."

Tang Keren finally managed to seem outwardly calm, frowning: "Splitting magic power... then the other mark probably split physical strength or injury... I really don't know how you pulled that off."

Given the speed just now, everyone could at least rationalize it as that strange magic skill Lin Guang had been practicing for the past ten days, something called activating the spirit outfit.

The theory was simple enough: through a special breathing rhythm and actively activating the spirit outfit field, one could awaken the magic within the body, increasing mobility and melee power—basically burning magic to gain speed and strength.

In fact, most magical girls could do this to some degree.

But Lin Guang was different.

If others were like burning gasoline in an engine, she was lighting a bomb inside her body.

Every time she used that technique, the magnitude was unknown multiples beyond others. Her internal magic was always on the verge of runaway, then she only opened it for an instant and shut it off, gaining incredible bursts of speed.

Because it was so violent, she also had to strengthen the protective body field to prevent internal organs from being damaged by excessive acceleration. Two effects had to work in tandem, requiring precision that wasn't merely doubled. Reactivity had to match that speed—it was dance on the blade's edge.

Every time the others saw Lin Guang practice, they held their breath, afraid she would lose control and explode.

Yet what was even more unbelievable was Lin Guang's follow-up casting.

Even if the opponent's special power had sabotaged her... who could compress a magic amount multiple times their total magic power into a single spell?

How difficult must that be—the magical girls present were the best to appreciate it.

Watching Lin Guang act as if it were all natural, Tang Keren seemed about to ask more, when she suddenly saw a blue figure fling herself into Lin Guang's arms and cling wordlessly.

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