My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

Zihan shouted sternly, "Where are your eyes looking?!"

Tang Keren yelled, "Don't underestimate us!!"

Though they were instantly worn away by the nothingness in its gaze, the azure-blue [Twin-Lotus Azure Firefall] had already filled the path, buying another fleeting moment.

And it was within this extremely brief window of time.

Su Fang's charge had been completed.

*Click—!*

With a crisp shutter-like sound, Su Fang decisively pulled the trigger.

Her entire figure vanished from her original spot, transforming into a streak of blue light. Along with the heavy sniper rifle in her hands, she instantly became an extraordinarily dazzling azure beam.

—She had actually fired her own Soul Gem, along with her Spirit Outfit, her spirit soul, and all her magic power, as ammunition!

The trajectory of this streak of light was not aimed at the pure black Prideful Witch.

Instead, it was subtly off by just a tiny bit.

Then.

It struck the Sacred Tree behind Her, which had already been eroded to two-thirds of its position!

Carrying everything that was Su Fang, the blue radiance was absorbed into the Sacred Tree like a giant whale drinking water.

Amidst a sea of golden light, Su Fang's consciousness raced frantically, as if being forcibly bombarded with an endless torrent of information. Her awareness seemed to merge with this towering, heaven-piercing giant tree.

Her perception was amplified infinitely.

—The Prophecy Maiden, in Su Jingyan's original plan, was essentially a special magical girl with a high compatibility with the Sacred Tree, capable of deep resonance with it.

To put it simply, this mechanism was Su Jingyan's way of stimulating the Sacred Tree's innate instinct to seek a successor.

But the Witch King was the true master of this world, recognized by the underlying program.

Even someone like Su Fang, the strongest Prophecy Maiden, was merely a counterfeit.

Like the difference between a royal bloodline with no right to inherit and no real power, and a true emperor ruling the world.

But…

She was currently in her Full Bloom state, her most powerful form.

At least she could buy time.

The Sacred Tree was being forcibly seized by the Witch King. To interfere and slow down this process, someone needed to exert influence on the Sacred Tree.

And she was the only person on the field capable of doing this.

As long as she made contact with the Sacred Tree, as the Prophecy Maiden, Su Fang could do it.

If there wasn't enough, the rest could be made up with courage!

She had to do it!

Her perspective instantly assimilated into that of the Sacred Tree, as if observing from a higher dimension.

She saw three meteors below, along with Amber and Phoenix standing on the stage.

She also saw the Witch King hanging high in the sky, like a black hole, endlessly radiating an aura of destruction.

Then…

A colossal pressure crashed down like an avalanche.

It was the weight supporting the existence of the entire world, along with the corrosive power of the Abyss's black fog that frantically seeped in from all directions, trying to devour the Sacred Tree's foundation.

"Ugh…"

Su Fang had only connected to the Sacred Tree as a node.

But just this portion of the shared pressure caused her consciousness to feel waves of heavy burden.

It was suffocating and despairing, as if the entire world was collapsing onto her, as if the whole world was fighting against her.

She couldn't hold out for long.

The Witch King's power had already transcended dimensions, reaching another realm.

But—

At this very moment, something within the Sacred Tree was responding to her call!

It was a warm, familiar will, coming from an extremely distant place, strongly resonating with her soul.

From outside, in Kazenari Town, which was now swaying amidst the flames of war.

In an instant, Su Fang's vision crossed the barriers of space and saw the situation outside.

She saw the oppressive sky dyed blood-red, the massive, scar-like hole in the barrier, the tide of demon beasts pouring in like a flood, and the magical girls fiercely fighting on the front lines.

Besides the seniors, she also spotted a magical girl fighting with her fists, a stranger who yet gave her an indescribably familiar feeling.

And the intense resonance came from the very top of the Happiness Peace Committee building at the center of the barrier.

Standing there was a king clad in silver-blue, majestic armor, holding a heavy sword.

Su Fang couldn't help but call out, "Dad!!"

Su Jingyan also looked up, his emerald-green eyes beneath the faceplate accurately meeting Su Fang's gaze.

In that instant of eye contact, Su Fang read too much affection in her father's eyes.

And… a mix of sorrow and joy.

It was like a parent who, seeing their child has grown up, must finally let go, yet feels immensely proud of their achievements.

In a flash, Su Jingyan's voice crossed the barrier of dimensions, echoing clearly in the depths of Su Fang's consciousness:

"Su Fang."

"Then… come with me!"

He drove his heavy sword into the ground, his whole body seemingly merging with the building, becoming an Anchor Point for the world.

*Boom!!*

A torrent of light burst from the blade and his armor, shooting straight up into the sky, unyielding and unbending.

And within the Origin Space.

The last crown of the Sacred Tree and the Fragments of Hope in the sky also became dazzlingly bright, suddenly erupting with a brilliance ten thousand zhang high. A pure, blinding golden light occupied the main axis between the stages.

The encroaching momentum of the black fog suddenly halted!

It was like a final burst of vitality.

When that blue light condensed on the tree crown, the golden radiance in the origin realm space… for the first time, and perhaps the last time, overwhelmed the endless black fog.

Its upward creep was abruptly checked.

The Witch King, floating in the air at the same height as the tree crown, her brow seemed to furrow in an almost imperceptible arc. Her pitch-black eyes focused on the Sacred Tree.

She seemed somewhat puzzled.

As if She were saying—

[Why bother with futile resistance?]

Without any warning.

*Crack.*

Under Her gaze, a faint cracking sound arose from the tiniest part of the massive Sacred Tree.

*Crack, crack, crack—*

That thread of sound spread at an unbelievable speed, and the entire world echoed with a grand resonance like thunder splitting the sky.

An endless pressure was squeezing the Sacred Tree, seemingly trying to force the will within it to abandon its final struggle.

But at that very moment.

Everyone on the field seized the opening when She was focusing her will to suppress the Sacred Tree.

In that impossibly brief gap, a gigantic purple slash, golden stars, and a crimson dragon bombarded Her from all directions with no blind spots, almost filling the entire sky.

All of this vanished around the Witch King like nothingness, as if they were Illusions that had never existed.

Yet, following that assault, what came into Her view…

Were pages.

Dozens of pages drifting through the air!

They suddenly lit up, each emitting a different radiance and roar.