Chapter 359
But that is the reality. The elite Combat Power of the Elf Race were wiped out in one fell swoop, and the Royal Bloodline was almost extinct. Their souls, blood, and Magic Element were used as sacrificial offerings, flowing on the blood-red spell patterns and forming a scarlet Magic Circle.
At this moment, lying in the center of the Magic Circle was a girl with jet-black hair. Her delicate eyebrows were furrowed, her face was pure and beautiful, and she had an intellectual beauty. Her ankle-length Gauze Skirt was stained with bright red.
This is the Second Princess, Rocco Frederica.
"The queen of the old era is dead; we need a true anchor that can lead our people to prosperity."
"And Rocco Frederica, as the only Second Princess who resisted the glory of the gods and instantly eradicated the power of the Earth Mother Goddess flowing in her bloodline, will be the best vessel to forge a divine body."
The clan leader laughed as he looked at the increasingly shattered cracks in the sky, his eyes filled with fervor and hope. He didn't seem to find it dirty at all. He released the protective spell and bathed in the black blood, letting his skin be corroded until his white bones were exposed.
The black blood rain grew heavier and heavier, Tranquil Ancient Forest was submerged by the Disaster Tide, covering an area of nearly ten thousand miles. The massive Magic Element in the air reacted with it chemically, like some kind of unreasonable natural disaster, and successively unleashed energy waves comparable to hurricanes and earthquakes.
At the same time, the space above the dome was also collapsing, the corridor above the atmosphere was shaking violently, and the mysterious, wispy patterns and the ancient script of the empire were trembling together, emitting angry roars, and glancing outwards from the world as if resurrected.
If the Elf Elder could see the scene beyond the world, they would be horrified to discover that their worshipped Earth Mother Goddess was howling in despair, as if she were experiencing a terror greater than death, desperately trying to squeeze back into the Material World.
That black blood was the minced flesh and blood squeezed out like cattle and sheep being pressed into a meat grinder after she was forcibly forced into the Golden Sea.
The remaining authority belonging to the Disaster God, through the flesh and blood of the gods, crossed the protection of the Golden Sea and drifted into this Material World, quickly taking root and eroding, as if absorbing nutrients, slowly piecing together the original body from the fragments.
The old man, in a frenzy, stared at the still-sleeping Rocco Frederica, and danced and sang with the other elders who were also mentally unstable, completely oblivious to the ancient hall beginning to collapse and the wooden houses within the tribe crumbling like rubble, laughing and shouting:
"Hahaha, God has seen me! I have heard His voice! It is a whisper that surpasses song, a Divine Oracle of divine favor!"
"The Second Princess is indeed the best vessel. The Divine Power of the Earth Mother Goddess's descent is growing ever stronger, and she is rejoicing!"
"I can feel the divine presence growing stronger, as if it's giving me a caring embrace. What... what a blessing this is!"
--It's so noisy.
This was Rocco Frederica's first reaction after regaining consciousness.
Kiriwake Yayoi opened her eyes blankly and sat up from the center of the Magic Circle. She watched several old men jumping around like shamans, feeling the unparalleled and immense magical power within her body, and felt very confused.
How strange. What happened to the supposedly super safe Newbie Training Camp? Why is my head buzzing as soon as I walked in, and why are there a few elderly people who seem to be mentally ill dancing around me?
And this black blood on the horizon, this dense aura of disaster—has it already entered Disaster Resistance Defense Battle?
Little Sakura's head was throbbing. She not only had to process the Historical Echo, but also understand the current complex situation, and endure the strange feeling of being transformed as a sacrifice. Her thoughts were completely in turmoil.
But there was also good news.
Although the magic here differs from the magic possessed by Magical Girl in various ways and is not entirely applicable, the unrefined Magic Element, which are the Energy Particle of this world, are the best supplement.
At this moment, the Magic Element of those who died in the Elf Sanctuary from the backstabbing attack by Divine Power was repeatedly purified by the Magic Circle and poured into the [Cocoon of the Heart] like a tsunami, catalyzing their growth with an extremely terrifying efficiency.
In just three breaths, the low-level magical power had increased more than tenfold, elevating its quality from the [lamp] realm to the [pool] realm.
At this point, the magic with infinite possibilities was officially anchored, beginning to constrain and squeeze out the most suitable form according to her thoughts, desires, emotions, past life, and the Soul Potential.
This process was incredibly fast, much faster than what most people experience.
Because...
In Kiriwake Yayoi's heart, there is no confusion about the future. She has a dream that she will not give up even if the sky falls or the earth collapses, and she has an unwavering will to walk towards the path she has chosen.
This decisiveness, this unwavering resolve, this courage... all became the best fuel in that moment, combined with the blessing's assistance, allowing the magic to quickly complete its transformation, consuming nutrients with even greater efficiency and infusing the [Cocoon of the Heart].
However, there were naturally various obstacles along the way.
These clan elders, driven mad by their bewitching influence, were not there to do charity for the Second Princess. The Magic Circle restricted her movements and the Magic Element within her body, while simultaneously stuffing fragments of the Earth Mother Goddess's authority, a large amount of calamity energy, and the souls of other elves into it.
The goal was to shatter her soul and transform it into Living Shell suitable for the Earth Mother Goddess.
Fortunately, the omnipotent [Heart Forging] shone brightly, treating everything outside of Magic Element as forging materials, and threw them all into the Calamity Skeleton Weapon within the soul— Slash Shadow —directly initiating a new Forging Sublimation, temporarily avoiding the impact.
Even if it was just a temporary measure, it bought them invaluable time.
Kiriwake Yayoi realized the seriousness of the problem; she didn't want to be eliminated so soon after entering the game, as that would be too embarrassing for Second Playthrough Player.
Moreover, this is an excellent opportunity. She wants to take advantage of this situation to catch up with Charlotte and get closer to Xiao Qing!
The girl's pink lips curled up. Ignoring the pain of her body being about to burst, she used her Perfect Performance Method to Self-Control the Magic Circle and transform it into Starlight Shining Stage, treating the dark blood rain as fans waving their flashing Glow Stick.
At this moment, even the faint wails of the Earth Mother Goddess and the roar of the natural disasters erupting one after another in the distance were distorted in my ears into a dance music with a distinct rhythm, explosive drumbeats, and a passionate style.
"I want to become an idol."
Even in a world teeming with magic, Calamity Beasts, alchemy, and gods, I will become an idol who can sing freely on stage.
"Therefore, we must regard even the most magical and absurd difficulties as minor setbacks that can be overcome on stage."
"In other words, being sacrificed by believers, facing the invasion of calamities, witnessing the extermination of the elves, etc., are like having your In-ear Monitor removed—problems that must be overcome!"
Kiriwake Yayoi's heart grew ever clearer, her soul shone brightly. The rate at which the [Cocoon of the Heart] devoured magic power became increasingly terrifying. Her Burning Will began to Reality Interference, and the purple in her iris, representing the Elf Royalty, faded into a beautiful cherry blossom pink.
That unhatched Destined Magic— [Perfect Law]—is evolving into an incredible Idol Power, exuding Stage Aura that attracts the audience's attention without relying on dance music or performance, stirring up Scattered Cherry Blossoms that Flowing Water Entwined.
This was an absurd weather phenomenon that spread for miles around in one breath. The magnificent light overwhelmed the gloomy atmosphere brought by the black tide, like the splendid scenery of early spring, extending with distorted and unstable Light Band.
The central part, however, was a warm pillar of light that shot into the sky like a sharp blade.
Not to mention the elders around them, even the elves who were wailing in pain and being corrupted and mutated seemed to see each other's past stage in a daze, temporarily stopping the mutation, their expressions blank.
Unfortunately,
Among these unfortunate elves were several Magical Girl who were also participating in the training camp. As soon as they entered, they were corrupted by the aura of disaster and activated their Magic Armor to resist it. Before they knew what to do, they witnessed an incredibly spectacular scene.
The "Second Princess," standing in the center of the temple, entangled in conspiracies and regarded as a sacrifice, seemed to be proving to them through her actions that there was no need to fight magic with magic.
If you're an idol, then fight like Idol's Way.
This Flowing Cherry Blossom Light Pillar, seemingly leading to the dome, is absolutely stunning!
The Elf Elder looked blankly at the unfamiliar "Second Princess," and angrily accused her:
"What! What! What Heavenly Sin! How dare you defy the blessings of Earth Mother Goddess and resist the destiny of becoming Living Shell?"
"Roco Frederica, you have rejected the only path to the divine realm. How utterly foolish!"
"The Holy Spear of the Earth Mother Goddess will bring you to the same end as your mother!"
"I must..."
The girl ignored the noise around her. The Stage Aura around her was like an incomprehensible AT AT Field. With the infusion of a large amount of overflowing Magic Element, it pushed outward like Steel Wall at supersonic speed, knocking the elders who hadn't finished speaking more than a hundred meters away.
"How rude of you! How can you let things outside the venue disturb your idol when they're performing on stage?"
The Stage Regulations, constructed with the "Perfect Law," resulted in Reality Interference when the purity of obsession was raised to its extreme.
At the same time, the [Cocoon of the Heart] was finally watered.
Kiriwake Yayoi lowered her eyes and smiled, the ends of her hair fading to a beautiful cherry blossom pink, and whispered:
"My Soul Flower, even if it never blooms, is already destined."
At this point, the world inhabited by the soul was submerged in emptiness.
The [Cocoon of the Heart], overflowing with energy and anchored by a lifetime of accumulated vision, blossomed into a flower amidst a continuous supply of abundant Magic Element.
Tender green branches sprouted, red buds emerged, and the blossoms gradually turned cherry red, cherry pink, light pink, and pure white. Flowers and leaves bloomed together, creating a very elegant scene.
--Matsuzuki Matsuzaki Cherry.
This is an extremely beautiful Late Cherry Blossom variety that doesn't bloom until early April. Compared to Yayoi, whose name symbolizes March, it might seem a bit out of place, but it perfectly reflects her bumpy and turbulent Idol Career.
Even if it blooms a little later, it still lives up to its past hard work, displaying a beauty that is no less than that of other cherry blossoms.
Flower Language: passion, purity, hope, happiness, love.
Without hesitation, Kiriwake Yayoi offered her blessing—a blessing that would only be offered once after the Flower Bloom.
"I hope that the people I love can find happiness."
As the words faded, the whispered blessings of Flower Language echoed in my ears.
The nascent Destined Magic was completely completed at this moment, forming a perfect power, and the fully expanded Magic Pool was once again filled.
The girl stood at the center of the scene, her eyes, like Pink Diamond, now held a chilling intensity. Her flowing black hair, like Matsuzaki Cherry, was tinged with a gradient from red to pink. Magical threads covered her body, weaving light and airy clothing.
Unlike yesterday's stage outfit, which leaned towards an idol style, the shift in thinking under the crisis has given the Magic Armor another form, such as the kimono form of Kendo Witch.
Kiriwake Yayoi glanced at the clan elder in the distance and the increasingly terrifying cracks in the sky, her memories of the past since [the Flower Bloom] becoming clearer and clearer.
That vast amount of experience points translates into proficiency in bestowing blessings and control over the current situation.
The girl realized that relying solely on the newly formed and undeveloped "Perfect Law" would not be enough to resolve the current situation.
Therefore, [Heart Forging] must be added.
With his thoughts settled, the sword, imbued with fragments of soul and authority Slash Shadow, fell into his hand.
"I need a blade that can cleave the sky."
Kiriwake Yayoi lowered her eyes and stroked the sword. Her slender fingers touched the cold metal as she mentally constructed the feel, appearance, temperament, power, and aura of Ama-no-Habakiri from her memories, along with the myths and beliefs associated with it.
The silent caressing, like the striking of an iron hammer, like the scorching of a furnace, caused the Slash Shadow and begin to undergo incredible deformation.
That power, derived from blessing, paid a price with vast amounts of magic, forging the bones, veins, blood, and soul of Mythical Weapon according to fantasy...
This process is both slow and extremely fast.
Because the Matsuzaki Cherry blooming in the soul are assisting the concept of forging with the [Perfect Law], and are also devouring the magic power that keeps pouring into the body, just like a dual-core drive, replicating past successes.
At this moment, the elders in the distance were furious. They joined forces to create multiple overlapping spells, like continuously burning beacons, drawing Magic Element from the air and unleashing a giant Holy Spear capable of destroying the town.
The crystalline branch originating from the Earth Mother Goddess served as the central hub of magic, acting as an impenetrable cone. With a sonic boom, it shattered the transparent wall constructed by the [Perfect Law] and hurtled towards the figure at the center of the Magic Circle.
In the brief moment when the Holy Spear could overwhelm the meteorological pillars and cause the dark clouds to return to the earth, the result of [Heart Forging] + [Perfect Law] was finally born.
Even just one breath,
That Mythical Weapon, which had shattered concepts, seemed to have returned to his hand.
The Witch listened with nostalgia to the trembling roar of the Ama-no-Habakiri, her fingertips gently tapping the spine of the sword.
In that instant, the endless, resounding clang merged into one, creating a magnificent sword cry that transformed into a ray of cold light that engulfed all vision.
So the Holy Spear was chopped into powder.
The divine flesh and blood that were squeezed into the crack in the sky were also annihilated by the all-encompassing sword energy, allowing the Golden Law to fill the gap when it found an opportunity.
Volume 1: 333. The Art of Speaking, Bewitching Beauty, Intrigue. (5K)
In the heart of the Tranquil Ancient Forest, at the Elf Sanctuary.
The Witch glanced regretfully at the Ama-no-Habakiri in her hand, which had turned to ashes and dissipated into the atmosphere. The katana called Slash Shadow had only a few ink marks left, winding weakly in her palm, and had no form left.
As for the fragments of the Earth Mother Goddess's authority, the calamity, the souls of her own kind, and the corrupted Magic Element...
The parts of these elements that could be used for forging were refined and incorporated into the Slash Shadow, while those that were classified as waste evaporated within the authority of the Mythical Weapon, leaving no trace.
At this moment, the Magic Circle beneath his feet dimmed and shattered. The loss leading to [Flower Bloom], along with the brief reappearance of the Ama-no-Habakiri, burned away Magic Element gathered in the entire temple in one go.
The girl gazed wistfully at the desolate landscape, the scene of ruins connecting her to her past experiences from the first playthrough, evoking even more hellish images. She sighed inwardly, reflecting on the fleeting joy she had just felt.
A brief glimpse of Ama-no-Habakiri is far from enough.
The price of [Heart Forging] can be paid with magic, and with a powerful Destined Magic like [Perfect Law], I'm confident I can forge Mythical Weapon that can truly protect everyone and safeguard future peace.
But to achieve that, [Flower Bloom] is not enough; she must surpass all her predecessors and become the perfect idol who reaches the pinnacle of the Magical Girl genre!
Yes, an idol.
Even though more of her memories from the first playthrough resurfaced, and her aspects as Witch, blacksmith, and Blade Holder were magnified dozens of times, it also brought her more inspiration—an inspiration that could combine everything together.
Little Sakura, with unwavering resolve and renewed spirits, glanced into the distance.
The Elf Elder, who had been corrupted by the calamity and driven mad by Divine Power, seemed to regain some clarity after the Golden Sea severed the interference of the gods. Some took their own lives, some wept bitterly in grief, some remained obstinate, and some collapsed into utter madness.
However, before long, the excessively unbalanced emotions, the still dense atmosphere of disaster around them, and the residual divine Divine Power within their bodies caused these elders, who were accustomed to Magic Absorption energy, to descend into Deformed and Twisted and destructive state.
This, coupled with the chaos of Magic Element, rampant natural disasters, the spread of black tides, and the devastation of the world, can be described as an apocalypse of demonic chaos. The other Little Idol, who have never seen the world and live in Peaceful Era, are nervous and some even cry out in fear.
Time was of the essence, Dream Weaver Rabbit didn't have time to conduct stress resistance training for these children; she only had time to teach them some general Basic Spell and related common sense.
It could be said that, without the Logout Button (Revival Buff) granted by the Planet Consciousness, this training camp in the Gap World would have been nothing short of murder.
Kiriwake Yayoi in a state of turmoil. She believed that Astrid's original plan was not like this; among the more than three thousand Magical Girl trainees, there were also some [Calamity Shell] and [Fuel].
Aside from special cases like Xiaoxiao, the rest of these girls lack Combat Power. If they were randomly assigned to different regions of the Fanor Continent, who knows what dangers they might encounter?
For example, the Tranquil Ancient Forest is thousands of miles away from the Calembert Empire. Even without this accident, as an elf, there would be no way to go to Saint Roland and train under proper guidance.
As for those with even worse luck, they might just have to restart the game.
Therefore, she believed that Dream Weaver Rabbit was initially confident in gathering everyone within the Empire, or even in the capital Saint Roland, and adopting Old Leading New system to ensure safety and smooth communication.