Chapter 296: Mommy!

At this moment.

The largest online forum in Wind Capital had already exploded into chaos.

Related discussion boards were flooding with posts at a frantic pace, forcing administrators to set up a dedicated discussion thread.

[What the hell, is this a hacker or something? Showing this during the seven-thirty prime time slot is way too insane, right?]

[How could a hacker take over channels one through nine for this long? It's been nearly twenty full minutes now, right?]

[Rational analysis, what tier would this magical girl named Mengmengxiang be at? City-block buster? Or building buster?]

[Looking at the craters on both sides, I'd estimate hexagonal city-block level.]

[You powerscalers are so obsessed with fighting comparisons you've fried your brains. You can even powerscale a magical girl, seriously.]

[LMAO, this is obviously some company advertising their new idol or special-effects show!]

[Spending this much money to buy city-wide broadcasting, that's one hell of a bold move.]

[Who wrote this script? What the hell was the first half even about? The atmosphere was building up pretty well, I thought something big was about to happen, and then suddenly it shifts to a magical girl. Anyone who didn't crack up is a goddamn legend.]

The discussion was extremely heated, but most people were marveling at how absurd the content was.

Until a certain anonymous reply appeared.

It contained all sorts of crystal-clear screenshots.

From the girl before her transformation, with sakura-colored hair, cold and aloof in a black dress and high heels, to her transformation into a magical girl with holy light enveloping her entire body, to her adorable smiling face mid-wink.

There were also various animated GIFs of her in combat.

Her skirt fluttering as she moved with dynamic grace, the youth and beauty of the young girl perfectly showcased.

No matter the angle, that girl looked utterly captivating.

And the text following these images was only two words.

[MOMMY]

The replies paused for a brief moment.

Then...

They rapidly went off the rails.

[That's right, Mengmengxiang is the woman who can become my mother.]

[Right now, I am committing an act of greed!]

[No no no, no matter how you look at it, calling a beauty with such a flat chest 'Mom' is a bit too... I can't hold it in anymore, MOMMY!]

Within less than a minute, the entire discussion thread was flooded with neatly aligned, densely packed "MOMMY" messages.

No one cared anymore whether it was real or not.

Even the viewers in front of their televisions seemed to have adapted to this "movie" with its inexplicable plot twists.

After all, no matter how absurd the domestic plot got, at least there were pleasing girls and gorgeous special effects to watch.

And amidst this peculiar atmosphere, this farce seemed to be drawing to a close.

Two figures intersected among the clouds, bursts of fiery light and blue-green ink-like splashes exploding in the gaps between the dark storm clouds, accompanied by grand orchestral music, blossoming into magnificent displays of light and shadow.

For transcendent beings at the third Energy Level, every single collision was already approaching the very concept of a natural disaster.

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Two streams of curse power so terrifying they exceeded the limits the world permitted, released in the form of spells through mastery and experience that far surpassed their respective levels. The overflowing power from their clashes was so immense that even the rain curtain itself was severed mid-fall.

BOOM—!

A thunderous roar spread across the sky several thousand meters above.

The Pollution Demon's body plummeted straight down from that altitude once more, slamming viciously into the ruins in front of the research institute, carving out a massive crater dozens of meters in diameter in the ground.

Muddy water splashed in every direction.

The Pollution Demon staggered unsteadily to its feet, staring in disbelief at its own battered body. The originally indestructible blue-green armor was now covered in horrifying cracks.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle—

The crimson flames carried by that previous strike clung to the cracks like an unshakable affliction, emitting scorching sounds accompanied by rising black smoke, constantly eroding its curse power and origin.

It was continuously weakening.

In the present world where the upper limit was sealed, even at full condition it could barely rely on the power of contamination to forcibly resist that rejection and suppression.

But now, as its injuries and curse power consumption continued to worsen, that ceiling-level suppression was becoming increasingly severe.

It had even reached the point where it could no longer maintain its over-limit Mid-Stage Third Energy Level, and was on the verge of dropping back down to Early-Stage Third Energy Level.

Apart from the pain pervading every inch of its body, the Pollution Demon's mind was almost completely blank with confusion.

The symphony carrying that young girl's voice approached once again.

It instinctively looked upward.

At this moment, the dark clouds had been split apart by the scorching flames that had struck it down, revealing the night sky beyond.

Tonight's night sky was actually quite beautiful. Faint starlight lingered around the full moon, clear and radiant.

Silver light poured down once again, illuminating the crimson girl slowly descending in midair, adding a touch of luster to her soft, silky red hair.

That performance-outfit-like spirit outfit remained completely undamaged. The demon's attacks seemed unable to even breach the quiet Spirit Outfit field surrounding her, and even the hem of her skirt hadn't been dirtied.

The expression on that ethereally beautiful face remained as calm as ever as she looked down upon the disheveled Pollution Demon below.

"..."

The Pollution Demon's compound eyes stared fixedly at this magical girl, almost unable to accept the reality before it.

Why?

Why, after preparing for so long, investing such enormous stakes, doing everything perfectly, defeating Wind Capital's strongest, even pushing the ritual to the brink of completion...

Why had the situation taken such a sharp turn for the worse in just a few short minutes, reducing it to this state?

It was a Root Demon that had stood at the fourth Energy Level a thousand years ago, embodying humanity's fear of the concept of "contamination." Unlike most demons whose nature was chaotic, it was like a calculating schemer.

Even those of the same level whose direct combat power surpassed it could not have done better in the same position.

But right now, it was about to lose. Lose to this crimson magical girl before its eyes.

From the start of the battle until now, it had been unable to sense her limits. Nearly all of its abilities had failed against her, and she was simply overwhelming it with raw force, yet she seemed like she hadn't even used her full power.

Incomprehensible.

A massive surge of confusion and bewilderment rose within its mind, condensing into a thick sense of absurdity.

It couldn't accept reality.

How could it accept reality?

Why was this happening?

Who was she?!

It looked at the girl's delicate face, only to find that her crimson-red eyes were also gazing at it. Calm. Arrogant.

"......"

Under that gaze, the Pollution Demon suddenly froze, then trembled as if seized by convulsions.

It was a demon born of fear and negative emotions, yet at this moment, it felt terror.

An impossible answer suddenly surfaced in its mind, but every drop of sewage in its body denied that fact.

A complete True Transformation Element.

No... it was something far beyond even that.

"Who are you? What are you?!"