My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

Tang Keren exclaimed in surprise, "You two reached Full Bloom?!"

Su Fang's sapphire-blue eyes were equally filled with astonishment.

"Didn't you say before that because you carried the Sacred Tree authority on you and couldn't remove it, your spirit state was locked and you couldn't reach Full Bloom…"

As the words left her mouth, she suddenly realized something, "Huh!"

The faint Sacred Tree aura that had always lingered around the two of them seemed to vanish at this moment.

...The authority was no longer on them?!

"Where did the authority on you go?"

Tang Keren quickly put the pieces together and immediately grew anxious, "Then what about Kazenari Town? Who will maintain the barrier?!"

Like Phoenix, Amber, who sat on the broom, also wore a somber expression.

But at this moment, faced with the girls' frantic questions, she tilted her head slightly and that flawless, pretty face carried a comforting steadiness as she gave Su Fang a gentle smile.

"Don't worry, you don't need to fret about the outside situation anymore."

"Because... there are people far more familiar with the Sacred Tree authority, people who can better wield its power."

............

Kazenari Town.

Underground shelter.

The shelter's ceiling constantly reverberated with dull impacts, dust trickling down from the rafters.

Apocalypse had never felt this close to the city.

The crowd was full of despairing sobs.

A mother pressed trembling hands over the ears of a bawling child in her arms, trying to give him a false sense of safety.

But a wine-red-haired figure was currently using a warm, steady voice to comfort the people around her as best she could.

It was Mogong Ma.

A moment later.

A dust-smudged little girl clutched Mogong Ma's sleeve, sniffling, her voice thick with tears:

"Auntie... will the magical girls lose?"

Mogong Ma crouched down and gently patted the girl's head.

She smiled as she replied, "Of course not, they'll win."

In the dim light, the pink heart-shaped ring on her ring finger shimmered faintly.

She wandered through the bunker like this, soothing the crowd and organizing citizens who were running in panic into orderly refuge.

Until Mogong Ma suddenly noticed a man in a suit standing with his back to her.

He did not run like the others, he just stood quietly there, his upper body hidden in shadow, motionless.

There was an indescribable familiarity about him.

Mogong Ma instinctively began, "Sir, you—"

She stopped speaking because she realized where that familiarity came from.

"......"

The man slowly turned and stepped out of the shadows.

He had slightly messy short blue hair and a pair of emerald-green eyes identical to Su Fang's.

"Sorry, I'm back."

"........."

Seeing that long-absent familiar face, Mogong Ma's eyes reddened.

But only seconds later, she scolded him with a laugh:

"You jerk... you really made Su Fang and me wait."

Her voice thick with tears she added, "You disappeared for so long, if I don't get to punch you a few hundred times, I just can't get rid of my anger!"

Su Jingyan looked at his wife, his emerald eyes full of apology and affection.

"When all this is over, you can punch me as many times as you want."

Su Jingyan took Mogong Ma's hand.

The two of them vanished from the crowded shelter in an instant.

The next moment.

The rooftop of the Happiness Peace Committee building.

Gale-force winds howled, rain lashed down.

From this vantage point, the city’s devastation spread far below.

Under a bloodstained, shattered sky, Nightmare Seeds ravaged the coastline and neighborhoods, and thick black fog seeped through the gaps, condensing into crimson rain.

Mogong Ma stood at the roof's edge, the wind whipping her coat, and she looked down at the ravaged city with an expression full of complicated emotion.

The radiance of the magical girls still shone in the distance as they fought.

But overwhelmed by the sheer number of monsters, the battles were brutal; it felt as if the defenses could collapse at any moment.

She took a deep breath, gathered her tangled thoughts, and looked at Su Jingyan. "The me now... I'm not the same as the original me anymore, right?"

Su Jingyan replied without thinking, "It's all right. No matter what you are, to me you are—"

"Who told you to say such sappy stuff, you deadbeat!!"

Mogong Ma punched the rooftop wall, cracking it in a spiderweb pattern, her cheeks slightly flushed. "I asked if the contract is still there."

"How could I transform if there were no contract left!"

"......"

"Yes, of course it's there." Su Jingyan smiled too. "Your contract, I'll always keep it."

"After all, your contract... was made with me, not the Sacred Tree."

"Hmph, that's more like it."

"Su Fang is fighting at the most critical front, right?"

Su Jingyan nodded, "She's grown up."

"Then... we absolutely cannot let her down."

Mogong Ma slowly raised her right hand.

She splayed her fingers before her, and the pink heart-shaped gemstone ring on her ring finger began to emit a blinding light.

"Come on, Jingyan."

She spoke softly, her voice suddenly overflowing with tenderness.

Su Jingyan answered, "All right."

Then she thrust her right fist toward the blood-weeping heavens.

"Shine, warrior of light!"

A very short transformation incantation. The chant and pink transformation light shot skyward.

Within the radiance, a shining girl appeared.

She wore an extremely form-fitting black-and-pink combat suit, her forearms wrapped in thick black long gauntlets, and on her feet a pair of chunky thigh-high boots trimmed with pink and adorned with heart motifs.

She lifted her face slightly, her eyes still wine-red, tidy pink short hair whipping wildly in the wind, her brow set with brisk, valiant spirit.

The girl inhaled deeply, "It's been so long since I looked like this."

At the same time.

With a burst of Sacred Tree brilliance, dazzling light exploded from Su Jingyan's body.

He was enveloped in immense golden radiance.

That was the purest glow of the Creator after all contamination from the Abyss had been stripped away.

Within the light, exquisitely crafted platinum heavy armor clad him, and a crown on his head restored its inviolable regal dignity.

In his right hand he gripped a broad, ornate greatsword whose blade flowed with golden light.

With his arrival, the Sacred Tree barrier over Fengming Town resonated violently and rejoiced.

In an instant.

To everyone's astonishment, the towering Sacred Tree bulwark began to gleam with white light.

An inexplicable fluctuation spread out, dissolving the black-fog-condensed blood rain, and the cracks began to stop widening.

Everything within the barrier seemed to be greeting its true creator.

And the title it had set for itself at the dawn of creation thundered across the world—

It is named, The King of the Sacred Tree!!