Dad, Please Let Me Be Your One-and-Only! Chapter 396

Thus, the five people's magical energy, emotions, brilliance, obsession, and Heart Tide, all expanded tenfold, a hundredfold, or a thousandfold in the sonic tsunami, produced an incredible chemical phenomenon, like an unpredictable stage, layer upon layer, continuously rising, cyclical and intertwined, spiraling upwards.

How incredible! Even without an audience, they relied on each other's brilliance and bond to maintain an even more ferocious amplification than the [King of Salt], using the team's spiritual wave to firmly lock down the outer saltification erosion!

Even a brief stalemate was an achievement that exceeded the expectations of the Super AI.

Astrid observed the situation here via satellite. Looking at the grim global situation, she sighed:

"Xiaoyu, hold on a little longer."

"Even if we redeploy all the troops stationed in the [Forbidden Zone], we won't have the resources to support this area for the time being."

Because, the Gamon Islands are not the only place suffering now.

Following the uprising of the [King of Salt], without any information from [Ymir Amaterasu, or even Chu Yuanqing, the mysterious Disaster God, revered by the believers as [Amor], also revived and began to riot!

At the same time, four forbidden zones erupted in chaos, and four Disaster God began to stir. The Countermeasures Bureau was completely overwhelmed and dared not provide support, fearing that the outbreak would begin as soon as the Captain-Class Witch in this forbidden zone left.

The only place where they dared to gamble and withdraw their troops was the [Forbidden Zone], where no special powers had been detected for 17 years and which had only partially isolated and sealed off certain areas.

As for the others, we can only proceed with the original defense plan and gradually allocate available Captain-Class for rescue.

In the rescue priority list, the Gamon Islands are the last to be listed because the area is sparsely populated and even if the virus spreads, there will be no casualties in the short term.

The person we should prioritize rescuing now is the true form of [Pure White] – Chu Yuanqing.

The Miracle High Wall spanning the world trembled as the person who had just fallen into a coma was brought to a slight respite. Like prisoners who had found a chance to roam, the Disaster God frantically radiated its authority and began to break free of its shackles at any cost, attempting to escape its confinement.

However, as things stand, [Pure White] hasn't truly collapsed yet. Disaster God still has very little power to use; otherwise, most Captain-Class would be defeated in a single encounter.

Even so, the Human Council was terrified.

The riots in just four forbidden zones are already sending chills down the spines of the Countermeasures Bureau, which gathers the power of civilization. How will they cope if riots break out in all thirteen forbidden zones?

It's important to understand that the last time Iris suppressed the forbidden area, she paid the price of sacrificing the Lantern Fairy. If she wants to use [Great Full Bloom] again, the price will only be heavier.

Let alone the future, how many Magical Girl will the Countermeasures Bureau sacrifice this time?

Furthermore, Chu Yuanqing's health is deteriorating. Can she really hold on until the <Flash Dance> project is fully launched, allowing her to ascend to the world stage as a [Lighthouse] and usher in a final act of peace for the world?

While he was frantically directing things here, in an old residential area in Sea Capital, Lantern Fairy sitting on a sofa was shaking the spell ring on its tail.

As the light dimmed, the golden pupils of this adorable creature revealed countless brown seeds, like the stamens of a sunflower. It tilted its head and looked at Chu Yuanqing, appearing for a fleeting moment... utterly terrifying.

Volume 1: Chapter 368. His name is, God of War. (5K)

The dense branches of the banyan tree cut through the shimmering light.

The last rays of summer sunlight streamed into the Living room, illuminating the pothos plant next to the TV cabinet. Chu Wangshu was bending down to change her shoes. On the shoe cabinet in the entryway was a calendar, a gift from an event, with slightly yellowed edges on the pages.

The Doomsday Diva's lips curled up, and her eyes, which were like blue ice gradually changing color, were full of shimmering joy, making people feel intimate and cute when they looked at her.

The young girl had just put on the sandals she had bought the night before. She lifted her skirt and twirled slightly. Her slender waist, graceful white legs, swirling hair, and the rhythm of her skirt all shimmered in the light, then quietly froze, telling a story of simple happiness.

The sofa was empty; the sunflower was nowhere to be found.

Outside the window, the bright blue dome was being submerged by a thick haze. The multicolored calamity was like a torrential rain. Eight million gods looked down at the earth, their power shaking the Sea Capital and shattering the land like a boiling tsunami.

The aging, hundred-meter-tall banyan tree was entangled by salt grains like swarms of snakes, transforming into lifelike salt pillars reaching towards the sky. The air was being shattered, eroded, and assimilated, twisting into an endless, spreading vacuum world with the pattering pale rain.

This top-tier human city is teeming with Demons and Monsters in every breath. Titans, even more imposing than skyscrapers, roam and wreak havoc like monsters from a tokusatsu drama. Gods, like shooting stars, plummet at a hundred times the speed of sound.

The ancient giant slowly revived, its breath unleashing a hurricane that swept across Great Xia; the god of abundance, wielding the sword of victory, obscured the sun, devouring the light and heat bestowed upon the earth by the sun; the evil dragon, a symbol of death, arrived with Nibelungen, spreading its wings adorned with the dead and corpses.

Those Magical Girl immediately constructed their Magic Armor, ascended into the sky, and activated [Full Bloom] were stared at by a pair of eyes from the dome before they could even make a move. Sun and heart patterns appeared on their bodies, and they stopped like puppets, turning from heroes into accomplices, participating in the destruction with empty eyes.

But subtly, regardless of which Disaster God's power originated from, it seemed to have defined a fixed area, surrounding this old and ordinary building, yet refusing to go any further, as if...

Therein lies something more terrifying than the gods.

Chu Yuanqing looked up at his wife and daughter, who were frozen in place. The golden light in her eyes was no longer soft; instead, it was sharp, violent, angry, and murderous. All the chaotic emotions transformed into a raging fire that had been dormant for a long time, before she finally closed her eyes.

Thus, by regulating his spirit and breathing in the heavens and earth, his shattered soul solidified, merged, intertwined, and forcibly pieced together in an instant. His muscles, strength, energy, and microscopic particles all trembled in that instant, dominated by his burning, unparalleled domineering will.

Decline, ruin, weakness, decay, weariness...

This Savior, no longer young, briefly ignored all the hardships she had endured. She returned to her perfect state and ascended to the pinnacle of martial arts, where she could slay gods with a mortal body. With the reconstruction of the atomic void in her hand, she forged the demonic sword, Laevateinn, which was wreathed in Lingering Fire.

[King of Salt]

[Ymir].

[Amaterasu].

And...[Amor].

"Were there four Disaster God appearing together this time?"

Chu Yuanqing saw through the illusion's true nature, yet she still couldn't break free from it. With a sigh, she didn't hesitate or linger for a moment, taking a step forward, ascending to the sky, and striking the calamity.

Based on past experience, the slower the suppression and killing of the Disaster God, the stronger the riots in the outer restricted areas.

Therefore, even if forcibly restraining the curse, rekindling the Light of the Soul, and returning to the realm of the soul would come at a great cost, she had no choice but to do so.

Furthermore, this illusion in the Sea of Truth is not simply about the addition of three Disaster God.

In the past, [Pure White], representing the collection of past authority, could project the blessing of [Immortality], along with the Mythical Weapon — Laevateinn, allowing her to unleash [Burn Ash] infinitely in the illusion to forcefully kill the Disaster God, thus conserving energy in reality.

But right now, there's nothing.

[Immortal] or Laevateinn, it doesn't matter.

All the blessings and powers of the past were sealed away, not even a trace of her Magical Girl abilities. All she could rely on was this body, no different from an ordinary human, and her skills honed through countless trials.

At this moment, the Laevateinn in my hand is merely a temporary imitation, created by breaking through the microscopic particles and imbuing it with the Light of the Soul.

But at least...

"Here, even if one returns to the extreme realm, the soul will not be excessively damaged, and one will not truly die."

Chu Yuanqing shattered the salt pillars and slew the evil dragon with her sword. Her body was like the sun. Despite her frail body, she used her terrifyingly strong will to vibrate the dimensions of space. She completely dominated the world with her realm, extracting the zero-point energy of the vacuum and turning it into endless flames that burned the dome and encompassed the entire Donghuang Federation.

Blessing? Power?

If she relies solely on this, she has absolutely no chance of defeating the Disaster God.

Because... the colossal calamity that destroyed countless galaxies and civilizations, and traversed numerous timelines, has an upper limit far exceeding the limits of this planet. Even if it temporarily connects to the Sea of Truth and gives birth to many possibilities, it will ultimately repeat the path of the past failures.

There is only one possibility and one reason why Chu Yuanqing can win.

That is, she single-handedly mastered a power that was greater, more unsolvable, and more overwhelming than the combined blessings of planets, the world, and humanity.

His name is Martial God.

At the same time, outside of illusion.

"What's wrong with Dad? Mom, let's go to the hospital quickly!"

Chu Wangshu's lovely face was filled with fear. She looked anxiously at the girl in Charlotte's arms, and the joy of going out with her parents had long since vanished.

The Pure White Witch slept peacefully, her exquisite and perfect face devoid of any color, her skin pale and sickly, her delicate brows furrowed, like a fragile piece of porcelain, as if it might crack and collapse at any moment.

Chu Wangshu had never seen her father so fragile and delicate. He was like a mermaid in a fairy tale who returned to the sea and turned into foam, which suddenly reminded her of the strange dream she had before reuniting with Chu Yuanqing.

Suddenly, fear gripped my heart, my chest felt icy cold, and my mind was flooded with more clues I had deliberately ignored before, pulling out more terrifying, sharper, and more unacceptable truths.

My Dad is Magical Girl, and the kind of girl who is so powerful that she has no rivals even in the Countermeasures Bureau. Such a person would be considered superior even among Idealistic Being. Let alone getting sick, she shouldn't even have any fatal injuries.

So, why did he faint?

Chu Wangshu didn't want to think about it, but she couldn't help but think about it. She didn't mention going to the hospital again, but just pursed her lips anxiously, frantically thinking about what she could do and what she should do.

Even though her mother smiled gently and confidently reassured her that everything would be alright and her Dad would wake up soon, no matter how good Charlotte's acting was, the Little Cotton-padded Jacket couldn't believe such unconvincing comfort.

If Dad really does have health problems, and the ending foreshadowed in that dream is true, then how can I change that future?

Chu Wangshu desperately wanted to escape this cruel possibility, but she couldn't accept losing her Dad. She was so afraid of it that she dared not run away and could only force herself to face it, think about it, and fall into a state of confusion and entanglement.

Charlotte was equally distraught. While trying to soothe her daughter's emotions, she was also using the magic of [Deception] to stabilize the increasingly fragile soul of the girl in her arms, attempting to support her and gain a little more breathing room amidst the curse of the Sea of Truth.

However, such an approach is ultimately just a drop in the ocean.

Without hesitation, the young mother performed a transurethral Magic Replenishment in front of her daughter, hoping to alleviate some of Chu Yuanqing's pain in this way.

Unfortunately, even though it was effective at first, making Qing Bao's complexion a little rosier, in this extreme situation, the magic of the two could not interact with each other, so they could not spiral and iterate, and sublimate and increase each other's value.

Therefore, her magical reserves, which had increased to the limit in the ideal world, were completely drained in just half a minute, leaving her unable to continue and forcing her to give up.

Chu Wangshu looked on blankly. She was already Magical Girl and could tell that her mother was transferring magic, but this method of artificial respiration gave her a shocking feeling of being transported from a baby bus to the adult world.

The Little Cotton-padded Jacket mustered her courage and asked:

"Mom, I have magic too. If I pass it on to you, and then to Dad, will it make him feel better?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the sunflower on the sofa blinked its eyes, turned its head to look at you, and the golden light that spread out on the outer edge of its pupils covered the dense brown seeds, making it look innocent and lovely.

The girl was soft and cute, with a bewitching face like a fairy, but her skin was tinged with an unhealthy paleness. For Magical Girl, exhausting her magic power in one go was no different from a normal person donating half of their blood.

Normally, after Magic Replenishment, there's a mana regeneration buff, but not now. She was momentarily stunned before shaking her head and whispering:

"It's not enough. I've tried. Even if I threw all of your Xiao Shu into it, it wouldn't make a difference."

Even if Chu Yuanqing hadn't noticed anything amiss with the sunflower, Xiao Shu's magic wouldn't have been of any use without the proper Magic Replenishment process.

Charlotte's eyelashes drooped as she stroked Chu Yuanqing's face. Turning to look at her daughter, she suppressed her anxiety, revealed a radiant smile, and said gently:

"Don't worry, your Dad will be fine. These are all old injuries. He just needs to use up his magic power for a while. He'll regain consciousness in half an hour at most."

Upon hearing this, Chu Wangshu was in turmoil, and hesitated to speak.

An old injury? How old? Was it 17 years ago, or recently? What caused it? Can it be cured?

These conflicting questions lingered in my mind, yet I couldn't bring myself to ask a single one of them.

Chu Wangshu wasn't stupid. She knew that both her Dad and mother were hiding many things from her, and even if she asked, she would be given evasive or perfunctory answers.

But... I'm sure I'm not lying about waking up soon; Mom wouldn't tell a lie that would be exposed so quickly.

The Little Cotton-padded Jacket breathed a slight sigh of relief upon hearing this.

At least, at least it hasn't gotten to the worst yet.

Besides, maybe I'm just overthinking it.

Her current happiness is too hard-won, and she really doesn't want to imagine the scene of this happiness being destroyed unless absolutely necessary.

However, this still planted a seed in my heart.

Charlotte was heavy-hearted; she did not lie to her daughter.

Astrid has informed the four Disaster God of their uprising. Combined with the information Chu Yuanqing previously provided, it is highly likely that the other side is facing an equal number of Disaster God in the illusion of the Sea of Truth.

Given Xiao Qing's personality, in order to prevent the children in the suppressed forbidden area from getting hurt, she will definitely do her best to defeat the opponent, break through the illusion, and it's inevitable that she will get out quickly.

In fact, half an hour is already too long.

Charlotte was not worried that Chu Yuanqing would lose.

After defeating the thirteen Disaster God, the young man practiced the Path of the God of War to its end, achieving the ultimate sublimation and reaching a higher level. However, he also burned out the Light of the Soul, and his emotions returned to silence, like a puppet.

For 17 years, the curse tormented him constantly, shattering his soul and causing his spiritual state to plummet.

However, in the 17 years that Xiao Shu has been with him, his responsibility and love as a father have gradually helped him rediscover his original self. This has enabled him to engage in the current tug-of-war with the vast Sea of Truth, which is far larger than any planet or even the universe.

Otherwise, the authority of the thirteen Disaster God and the blessings of all mankind alone would not be enough to withstand the mechanism correction of the Sea of Truth.

Therefore, defeating the four Disaster God quickly was not difficult for Chu Yuanqing. The real problem was how much he would have to pay afterward.

Even setting aside her feelings as a wife, from a purely rational perspective, the <FlashDance> project is already running at full speed for current human civilization. If [Pure White] loses even one day, it will be almost fatal.

Charlotte prayed silently, hoping the situation wouldn't get any worse.

Time passed.

In the Bahamas, on the ocean floor, lies the Blue Hole.

"Little Orange, why don't you give everything to Lord [Amor]?"

Ji Qianju's beautiful face was stained with blood. She looked at her teammate, Pansy, who had pierced her abdomen with Magic Wand, and her mind was filled with disgust, sorrow, anger, and... despair.

This witch, codenamed Golden Lamp, who had successfully reached [Full Bloom] after half a year of training in the Ideal Kingdom, reconstructing the magic system with Unlimited Spell Witch advancing to the Captain-Class, was bleeding from all seven orifices, gritting her teeth and pursing her lips, desperately resisting the shadow that was gradually enlarging within her consciousness.

This androgynous Disaster God, clad in light gauze and possessing the many arms of the Buddha, exudes compassion, gentleness, greatness, and holiness. Entangled with extremely seductive desires, its unknown authority spreads in a form comparable to memes. Those who merely sense its calamity gradually submit to it.

[Amor], a word representing love in mythology, when applied to Him, can signify the power He possesses, what it involves, and what it represents.