Chapter 339

Chapter 339: Various Situations, the End of Days, She Is Very Cute

Karembu Empire.

Moonview District, Border City.

The National Ninth Magic Academy, dark waves were eroding magic essence, quickly destroying the structure of spell barriers like acid eating away at skin, leading to a series of collapses.

The strange, monstrous disaster beasts crawled out from the black tide. They multiplied, fearless of death and pain, like a legion gathered in the sea, causing destruction, devouring, and killing without restraint.

Haina Rod stood confused next to the spire of the third teaching building, crowded by the fleeing crowd as they hurried back. In the distance, explosions lit up the sky, accompanied by the loud rumble of thunder.

Amidst the rising smoke and dust, wails and sorrow spread like a burning rose in the ancient academy, which was being swallowed by the Disaster Wave in Border City. It shone like a bright torch, attracting both the living and disaster beasts to come closer.

The once-protective academy, with its white jade statue symbolizing the elemental goddess, had long since shattered. All the deities who had made agreements with Holy Sophon to bestow divine power and blessings within the empire seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, showing no signs of response.

The black tide brought a disaster aura that eroded souls and flesh, polluting a great deal of magic essence. It became tainted with a whisper of the Calamity God’s poison, reaping countless lives.

Even the finest Magicians and demon sword fighters coughed like they had a terrible illness, entering a countdown to life. They had to force themselves to fight against the hopeless Disaster.

The most critical problem was that, with the pollution of magic essence, most of the spells relying on the surrounding magic essence had become ineffective. Even the teachers and senior students, when they took up their wands to fight together, could only retreat step by step.

In the Disaster Wave, leading the way and acting as a barrier to protect the students was the kind and gentle academy head from the past.

"Children, do not use spells that interact with the outside world, and do not stay behind to fight. Follow my command and enter the first spire one by one to use the teleportation array to leave!"

The old man took off his golden glasses and removed his wise robe. In a daze, it felt as if time was turning back. His thin body filled out, strong muscles supported his spine, and he seemed like an immortal iron tower, growing tall and mighty like a Titan.

"All mentors who can still fight, follow me to forge a future for Border City! I, Zane Ahadfil, bet on the name of Ahadfil and the honor of my oath to the Emperor. I vow never to retreat!"

Zane looked down at the Disaster Wave, wrapped in crimson lightning. Fragments of cloth flew like cotton and melted in the heat. His gentle face showed sadness for lost lives and anger for the burning land.

At that moment, five basic elements formed a roaring whirlwind around him. He stood tall as a barrier, forcefully creating a new battlefield. Holding a hurricane battle axe that grew in size, he swept across all directions, trampling the Disaster group!

Ahadfil, one of the Three Oaths.

Unlike the dragon-taming families like Fez or the alchemist families like Tiffany, Ahadfil was a warrior family skilled in both magic and martial arts. They valued the refining of magic essence in their bodies and studied the techniques of warriors, known for their personal bravery.

This old man, who founded the National Ninth Magic Academy, was clearly one of the best. His roar shook the ground, his anger burned the Disaster Wave, and his bravery was like a blazing torch. His impressive figure left a deep impression in everyone’s eyes, driving away fear and raising fighting spirit!

The lightning that pierced the dome transformed into a sea of light that brightened the gloom, forcibly purifying the magic essence within a hundred miles. In this domain, it created a powerful environment that resisted the Disaster Wave’s corruption, allowing Magicians to perform normally.

In an instant, the other teachers, who were First-level Magicians, freed themselves from limitations. Some cast war magic that covered the land, while others used magic to stretch golden chains that bound the Disaster Wave and saved the students.

The magic flowed through the heart and soul, carrying a fearless will against death, like a grand display of colorful fireworks, stopping the raging black tide and creating an escape for the people who fled here and the students who represented hope.

"Haina" reacted quickly, pulling the person next to her, trying hard to keep up with the main group, running towards the location of the teleportation circle remembered in her mind.

"Hey! What happened to the training? Did we just run straight into a battlefield?!"

Lin Baor felt dizzy; she hadn’t fully processed the setting from Historical Echoes. Instinctively following Liang Xiaoxiao, she barely returned to her senses and realized the terrifying situation.

Liang Xiaoxiao also felt confused, but staying alive was clearly the priority. Her gray-white hair danced in the wind, and in her eyes, a spiral flowed backward. As her breathing changed, the Blood Throat Gene began to awaken, activating battle mode.

The girl’s reflexes became sharper, her senses continuously evolved, and her sense of time slowed down. Beneath her robe, her body curved and flowed, covered in gray-white scales that formed armor with blood-colored patterns.

Then, she glanced back at Lin Baor, who was dressed in a robe, looking very quiet and bookish, and clearly not fast at all. Without saying a word, she grabbed Lin Baor’s leg and burst forward with the strength of a demon sword, racing towards the first tower.

Lin Baor, scared, hugged Liang Xiaoxiao’s neck, feeling as if she were riding a speeding motorcycle, continuously breaking through the wind, her hair dancing wildly, and then suddenly feeling disheartened.

Why did she have to rely on Xiaoxiao right after starting training? She clearly wanted to use this opportunity to become strong enough to protect her!

No, we can’t give up so early.

The little girl cheered herself up. She remembered Miss Esther had said that she would allow those who had not yet become magical girls, categorized as [Fuel] and [Disaster Shell], to join the training camp because the environment in Ideal State was very good. Unlike in the real world, where one must hold a Light Stone, resonate with the other person, transform one’s life form, and gather the stage’s brilliance to light a lamp and control the power of magic. The air in Ideal State contained a lot of magic essence, which provided the special energy needed to cast spells. Here, ordinary people could learn a little magic after a lot of practice.

In other words, those who are categorized as [Fuel] and [Disaster Shell] are absolute super geniuses once they enter Ideal State. Each of them meets the admission requirements for Yves Saint Laurent Academy—single-finger talent. So, since her current identity is a student at the magic academy, she must have magic power in her body that can be used to cast spells!

Lin Baor focused her mind and began to digest the memories of Historical Echoes, extracting relevant knowledge. She understood quickly and immediately tried to chant. But the strong wind ahead was so fierce that it made her unable to speak. The little girl simply abandoned the guided prelude of the chant and awkwardly controlled the magic power to weave the spell.

Three seconds later, with a crisp sound of bells, a simple magical structure was completed. A serene green wind wrapped around the two of them, magically calming the wind ahead, creating a calm area without any breeze. "Well done, Baor." "Keep this spell going, I need to speed up." After praising, the girl felt her blood and flesh stirring with her breath, her bones adjusting like a precise machine, as if imitating the Blood Throat that could break the sound barrier, squeezing out a higher efficiency.

At the same time, the scales beneath her feet intertwined, creating a brand-new shell, lifting her up like a spring device. The shell resembled high stilts from a cyberpunk world, which raised her waistline without looking fierce and gave her a graceful air. Liang Xiaoxiao returned to her normal breathing; she was strictly following the habit her teacher required, wanting to remember the techniques in this way and gradually integrate them into her very being, imprinting them on her soul, pushing them into her genes, forging them into instinct.

By accumulating step by step, she could enter a brand-new realm of battle, and then forget about breathing, reaching a state of perfect harmony, allowing her to forge her own knight’s path. Right now, the serene wind cast by Lin Baor eased her worries a bit. Infused with disaster aura, her body felt light as a bird, starting off like a superhero racing through the city, leaping several meters away in the blink of an eye, quickly distancing herself from the battlefield.

The little girl had no time to feel excited or proud; she nervously clung to Liang Xiaoxiao, feeling as if the thrill went from riding a motorcycle to being on a free-fall ride. Even so, when it comes to running speed, they were only in the third group, as ahead of them were many Magicians who had entered their elemental forms, soaring through the sky and breaking the sound barrier, and even those who had directly taken to Alchemical Airships with an entire class of noble students.

The most important thing is that the headmaster only intercepted the main forces of the Black Tide, keeping the main battlefield over there. While on the way to the First Spire, there are still many wandering disaster beasts, creating scattered battlefields, making the scene extremely chaotic. Liang Xiaoxiao’s emotions were tense; she had fought against disaster beasts before, but she was still far from being able to stand on her own, let alone face such a cruel and terrifying battlefield, which seemed like a meat grinder.

The elements of this Disaster Wave were mostly Grade E disaster beasts, but there were also quite a few Grade D and several Grade C beasts blocked by the headmaster. According to vague memories, only a Superfine Magician could fight multiple Grade C foes, while a First-level Magician could handle the waves of Grade D disaster beasts, but there was still a great risk of death.

As for Grade E? The upper limit corresponded to a Magician who had passed the official assessment and obtained a Level 3 certification; the next level down required a medium-level standard of Level 4 or 5. This is an extremely terrifying comparison; could the entire empire gather a few million Level 3 Magicians? Even if they could, the Disaster Wave that had flooded Border City alone was in the scale of millions, which was simply a drop in the bucket.

Liang Xiaoxiao was shocked and speechless; she had tried to overestimate the terror after the disaster, but she had never imagined that the actual scene of the disaster breaking out would be this exaggerated. If many other places on the Fanol Continent were also facing Disaster Waves at this moment, it could truly shake the foundation of the empire, requiring an urgent parliamentary meeting to activate the terrifying end of the Holy Sophon!

The girl had learned about the empire’s prosperity, understood that gods existed beyond the world, and knew that this civilization had many hidden ways to deal with such disasters. But it was hard for her to imagine how the Counter-Magic Bureau could face a similar crisis in the real world. Could it really rely on fewer than 100,000 magical girls? Perhaps this was the true meaning of the training camp.

The Countermeasures Bureau wanted to reveal the bloody truth, using the painful history that had actually happened, and the great terror of a civilization’s destruction, to show them this harsh and objective reality. If they wanted to keep living their original lives, to continue shining as idols on the grand stage and protect this hard-earned dream, they had to become more hard-working, more diligent, and stronger.

But… was this too overwhelming for the other girls who had not yet faced a disaster beast or confronted the fear of death?

Liang Xiaoxiao felt a little confused. Take Baor as an example; she was not even a magical girl yet and couldn’t quickly process the memories. Without her, Baor might just stand there, frozen in confusion. This couldn’t be called a trial; it was just torment. But soon, as if sensing bait, the disaster beast focusing on Lin Baor made her set aside her unnecessary thoughts.

The young girl focused her mind, controlling the twisted flesh, covering it with grayish-white scales, and shaping it into a three-meter-long giant blade that she swung away. Then she poured the disaster aura into the "stilt," accelerating once more, as if transformed into a shadow of blood, continuing to flee. At the same time, various regions of the Fanol Continent were experiencing a black tide, forcing the gods to intervene and break through the protection of the Golden Sea, injecting a few strands of power, clearly causing the Calamity God to speed up the apocalypse.

In fact, if it weren’t for the Golden Sea’s strong world consciousness, the Fanol Continent would have ended up like the Blue Star in the first playthrough, where the thirteen Calamity Gods that descended caused the land to collapse, civilizations to regress, and countless deaths and injuries on the very same day. The current Disaster Wave may seem terrifying and unreasonable, but for those who experienced the first playthrough, it was no more than child’s play and within an acceptable range.

Right now, there were dozens of unfortunate little idols within the empire facing this Disaster Wave, including Chen Yining and Ji Shuzhu. However, it’s worth mentioning that magical girls had a unique advantage; as soon as they "lit the lamp," they could fly freely through Magic Armor, with strength enough to smash buildings, and combined with Patronus Magic and a series of spells, they could easily handle Grade E Disaster Beasts.

This level of power, according to the empire’s magic guild calculations, was no longer the low-level Magicians of grades eight or nine but qualified as the backbone, a second-tier (levels three, four, five) Magician. Therefore, this group of competitors had not yet seen any casualties. But as the war intensified, it was only a matter of time before competitors started to die, forcing them to exit the Ideal State and wasting this precious opportunity to learn.

On the other hand, based on information from a certain archbishop, the believers were already armed with special Disaster Debris and even the Seed of Corruption, ready to defeat the magical girls in this disgusting way and destroy the hope of the new generation. The most important thing was, Chu Yuanqing could no longer rely on the power of the Tiffany family to bring back certain little idols who didn’t know any magic and were incredibly innocent and pitiful, according to the list given by Esther. Because both Russell’s memories and the transmutation circle on Elise showed that the Tiffany family could no longer be trusted; once this protection list was sent out, it would immediately become a hunting list.

In theory, the situation had not yet reached its worst point. Because they could still rely on Charlotte, who was tied to the Imperial Blade and had the title of Adjudicator; she led the Freyr-Baath Family and the power of the Adjudicating Authority, which was very clean and pure, able to carry out secret operations. But the problem was that this cleanliness and purity came from strict rules that even the Adjudicator could not change, enforced by the imperial decree deep within the soul, and the family code, all maintained together.

Therefore, directly sending out a large number of adjudicators or other secret forces to carry out tasks completely unrelated to imperial law and honor would be seen as abuse of power. And once there was abuse of power, the golden blood granted by the emperor would be transferred; not only would the invincible buff provided by the Adjudicator disappear, but they would also face penalties for breach of contract, potentially losing their lives as well.

The only thing Charlotte could do at that moment was to immediately lead her troops to the disaster area with the most little idols, wisely use the power of the Adjudicator, quickly eliminate the dark tide, and secretly help her own interests. Even so, she could not make such actions too obvious. If there were still tens of thousands of survivors in Border City, and only a few dozen left alive in the farther border, with even fewer dark tides, she would undoubtedly have to choose to go to Border City to provide aid.

This rigid rule, deeply rooted in tradition, was the foundation that had allowed the empire to last a thousand years, but it was also the biggest obstacle at present. Therefore, The Last Diva rarely tasted the bitter feeling of being unfree. Charlotte could only puff up her cheeks and go with her lovely daughter and a group of adjudicators to the most affected area by the dark tide, facing millions of disaster beasts, freely unleashing the power of the Adjudicator, using it to vent her frustration about not being able to go to the capital to play with Honey Qing.

On the other side, Kirimi Miyuki and a group of little idols who looked up to her, under the escort of the Heavenly Puppet, barely arrived at the imperial border. Due to the information relayed by the Pure White Witch, Little Sakura changed her plan to go directly to the capital Yves Saint Laurent, instead leading her large army around to the other Disaster Wave areas, hoping to rescue more little idols to take back to the capital.

At the same time, a newly appointed duke riding the Lapis Lazuli Radiant Dragon, the brave and decisive Miss "Aisha Fez," also became a friend of the Pure White Witch. Learning the situation, she took it upon herself to ride the legendary dragon and became a firefighter. Of course, as a member of the Imperial Council holding the Vow Ring, Liuli Cat could not stay outside for too long and needed to reach Yves Saint Laurent as soon as possible.

Therefore, she needed to plan the quickest rescue route in order to get Aurora Fez’s permission. At this moment, compared to the ease of her other teammates, the Golden Wolf Princess, still in Border City Raysha, was facing a storm of chaos. The City Master’s mansion, as the center of power in this sinful city, held the greatest wealth and was considered the home of the king of the border.

Unfortunately, this place had now become an endless ruin, with traces of destruction caused by war magic, leaving behind terrible magic energy reactions, and the corpses were charring in the rising sea of flames. Xie Qingxuan sat on the giant wolf named Derail, her pure eyes blinking as she looked at the pink little bird in her palm, which tilted its head at her. She rubbed its slightly ruffled feathers and sniffed like a little puppy, saying seriously: "You smell like Little Qing. Have you seen her? She’s very cute."