Dad, Please Let Me Be Your One-and-Only! Chapter 457

[Heart Forging] is, in a sense, an all-powerful blessing like Doraemon. At the peak of the first playthrough, the Witch can freely create weapons of different natures, effects, and attributes through her will.

These include cloaks that can protect one from the sun's heat, but are as fragile as paper and will break at the slightest touch; amulets that allow one to traverse space, ignore gravity, breathe freely, and fly, but require constant movement... things with extremely extreme effects and costs.

Therefore, even if the Shining City has to cover the entire planet and there are no real forging materials, she theoretically has a chance of creating it if the cost is made extreme enough.

But...

Kiriwake Yayoi shook her head regretfully:

"Excellent suggestion, but to forge Shining City that covers the world and the stars, the prerequisite is that my thoughts, perceptions, soul, and senses must also spread to the same domain. Only then can the basic conditions for forging be met."

"This step should be something only Charlotte, chosen as the [Lighthouse], can accomplish."

"Moreover, the amount of time and magic power consumed in the process is uncertain. Right now, we need to resist the Great Cataclysm immediately and then deal with the swarms of disasters breaking into the atmosphere. We don't have time to leisurely build a city."

Tang Liuli didn't seem surprised. Her lovely face showed no sign of discouragement. As if she had thought of something, her emerald eyes shone brightly, and she said earnestly:

"Since we can't build the Shining City, then... what about the others?"

Crimson Extreme Realm.

This glacial world, as beautiful as a fairyland, seemingly frozen in time with a crimson sunset, is now shrouded in the shadow of the Great Cataclysm. As the radiation of dissolving everything and weakening energy spreads, many mountains melt, glaciers collapse, and seas churn. The entire Crimson Extreme Realm, like a jewel embedded in the planet, is being slowly pulled out, ravaged, and destroyed by [the End].

At this moment, the fortress of light buried deep in the sea trembled violently. The person huddled deep within the [Celestial Instrument] looked up at the sky, gazing at the calamity brought about by this extraterrestrial enemy, and sighed:

"Can't hold on any longer?"

From the Great Cataclysm descended, she already knew the whole story and the failure of the <Flash Dance> project. However, the power of the stars has its limits. This is the only chance to use the [Planetarium] to activate it, cover all dimensions within the world, and gather all the brilliance.

Therefore, Astrid has been waiting for the five Magical Girl who are still standing on the Sky Stage, declaring war on fate, to make the final choice for humanity, determined to gamble this opportunity on them.

So,

"This strength cannot be wasted here."

The Primal Witch slowly rose, her illusory body woven from the tributaries of fate, with countless dazzling stars flowing within it. The magical energy, filling her to the point of transforming into pillars of light, shimmered and wrapped around her in an abstract form, spreading throughout the fortress, drifting into a giant Light Band, and finally connecting to the Ethernet network.

In the next instant, with the roar of the crimson sea, the vast expanse of polar ice melted into a poignant sunset. The entire planet began to tremble violently, the invisible chains encircling the universe were shaken off, and the blockade on the Sea of Stars was lifted. In an instant, countless brilliant lights rushed in from all over the world, stirring up a cosmic storm that opened up the shadow of [the end].

The stars have descended.

At this moment, the fortress of light protecting the [Celestial Instrument] shrank and transformed into a stream of light, breaking through the thick seawater, escaping the interference of the Great Cataclysm, and merging with countless stars, just like the tide covering the atmosphere, submerging the nearest Shining Torrent, and heading towards the Sky Stage at the speed of light!

Astrid wanted to place her last hope in the hands of those children.

Beneath the dilapidated dome where chaos and sunset intertwine, the ravaged Crimson Extreme Realm has become a paradise for storms and tsunamis.

Chu Yuanqing gazed at this scene, then sadly withdrew her gaze. She was standing in the center of Paradise Island, where the [Celestial Instrument] had emerged from the sea. Just as the center of a whirlpool is the calmest, the tsunami and storms are like jewels adorning a crown, not overshadowing the main attraction here.

"It's time to go."

The Pure White Witch threw her phone into the sea. In the few hours that followed, she had fulfilled her promise to the Witch. At that moment, her soul, which had been devoured by [nothingness] and curses and was now so empty and thin that it was almost gone, was rekindled, causing ashes to fly like crow feathers, disrupting the increasingly chaotic vision.

In the breath, the will that governs reality, like the hand of a god, parts billions of hectares of seawater, forming a path to the deepest depths.

The sunset, streaked with stars, was so intense that it cast no shadow on her slender frame.

Chu Yuanqing walked alone into the abyss, heading towards the location where the [Celestial Instrument] had been, and was slowly swallowed by the sea.

The guitar case, which she had cherished for so long, was swept away by the ocean current during the process. She did not stop it, letting those carriers that concealed all her traces disappear, as if she wanted to unload all burdens and causes and effects. In this way, she quietly walked the boundless road and stood before the most disordered dimension.

Chu Yuanqing removed the bracelet made of Forget-me-not, and she infused it with a wisp of magic.

Then, they pushed open the portal to the Sea of Stars and headed towards... the true location of [Pure White].

Donghuang Federation.

On that Sky Stage, which held so many hopes and was watched by hundreds of millions of people, the "Pure White" band changed their tune once again. As the light and shadow shifted, guitars, basses, keyboards, and drums appeared one after another, and the entire stage layout began to change dramatically. The boundless area gradually rolled back, forming several layers of circular platforms.

Chu Wangshu held the bass, Tang Liuli stood in front of the keyboard, Kiriwake Yayoi played the guitar, and Xie Qingxuan struck the cymbals once more. The four of them circled the circular stage, as if facing the entire world's audience, rhythmically performing movements while playing the now-funeral piece, "Netherworld Butterfly."

At the same time, the Shining Torrent from all over the world no longer transformed into towering fireworks, but instead completely ignored the Great Cataclysm phenomenon above, pouring into the area around the stage amidst the overflowing cherry blossom Heart Tide. These sparkles, like molten steel, transformed into transparent barriers of the soul, extending into layers of structure so precise they were filled with industrial aesthetics.

This is a magnificent scene that condenses the evolution of species from tens of thousands of years into a single breath. The gleaming, forged metal seems to be steel transformed from a soul, as clear as crystal, yet refracting billions of Rainbow Light. They infinitely proliferate in the fire ignited by rock music, continuously building a colossal spectacle.

In just three seconds, the entire stage was enveloped in "Soul Steel," forging a giant solar furnace nearly 100 kilometers in size, combining wildness and precision. It resembled the heart of a Gundam in anime, or the core power compartment of the God-Slaying Sequence Unit 1 in the Spark Project.

If you look closely, you can see that it contains ether technology, magic spells, alchemy, and even all sorts of technologies that only exist in imagination. In the short time after the solar reactor was first born, the "pure white" band, which was still visible to the public in the "cockpit" area, was like a spark that provided energy, playing the first awakening with furious strings.

Rumble...

The sound, like a mountain collapsing, a tsunami, or a storm sweeping across the heavens and earth, resounded. The dazzling torrent, like blood flowing and burning in the solar furnace, burst forth with incomparably scorching spiritual radiance under the pumping and propulsion of numerous technologies, spreading it to all corners of the world. Before the "Soul Steel" had even given birth to a central body, hands, feet, weapons, or head, it radiated out a mecha phantom that resembled a giant Titan, spanning continents.

The next second, this dazzling colossus, having only constructed its core power reactor, like the ancient mythical figure Kuafu chasing the sun, with an unwavering determination and tenacity ingrained in its very soul, commanded its immensely massive limbs, burning with the spirit of steel. Under the awe-inspiring gaze of the world, it fearlessly raised its fist and slammed it domineeringly into the haze that shrouded the planet. Accompanied by the tremors of heaven and earth, the impact produced a deafening roar that ignited the world!!!

How powerful, how awe-inspiring!

Even as the illusory steel hand crumbled like withered down in the [End], the clanging sound of steel striking metal, and the dazzling fireworks that followed, brought about new changes. It cleared away some of the gloom that was trying to devour the world, tore apart the dark clouds for miles, and revealed humanity's determination.

The next second, it was as if all the spectators, all those who longed to survive, were responding positively to this scene. The dazzling light from all over the world burned, poured, and exploded tenfold, a hundredfold, a thousandfold in their breath! The "Soul Steel" frantically filled this colossal creation that stood on the planet, and the shattered arm instantly recovered, seamlessly throwing a second punch!

Yes, they didn't have time to build any Shining City.

But since things have come to this, why cling to defense? Why not simply unleash all your brilliance and forge a creation capable of utterly crushing, destroying, and tearing apart all enemies!

"Will it work?"

"Have no idea."

"Let's take a gamble."

"Why not give it a try?"

"Then let's go."

When the Green Eyed Cat proposed this plan, the group finalized the decision in just a few words. With all the technology they had obtained in the Ideal Country, all the science and technology they had accessed through the Countermeasures Bureau, all the forging knowledge the Witch had gained in her first playthrough, and the unreasonable miracle of [Heart Forging], they created a towering giant.

Tang Liuli's fingertips flowed across the keyboard like water. Sometimes she lowered her eyes, sometimes she raised her head, her black, tousled hair swaying with the movement. Her emerald green pupils reflected light, and her upturned lips revealed a confident smile. Her fair face flushed with excitement, making her singing voice even more captivating.

At this moment, Soul Manipulation linked the souls of the four, keeping their thoughts in sync. [Mask] continued to escalate, forcibly distorting reality, turning the souls of her, Chu Wangshu, Xie Qingxuan into weights, adding to Kiriwake Yayoi's [Heart Forging], temporarily sublimating and transcending this blessing.

The thoughts of the crowd mingled in their Heart Tide.

"It's not big enough; it's meaningless to only hinder a Great Cataclysm event that covers a few hundred miles."

"The solar reactor is still too small, and so are the mechs."

"We want it to be ten times bigger, a hundred times bigger, a thousand times bigger, ten thousand times bigger, and much, much bigger!"

"What we need to shatter is the gloom that shrouds the entire planet!"

Currently, the stage where Pure White resides is located deep within the heart of the Shining Colossus—the GN Drive. Due to the special nature of "Soul Steel," their songs and figures are still sung around the world and broadcast to various venues by countless Obsidian Base.

This colossal creation, which intercepted all the brilliance, grew wildly under the combined efforts of the four, gradually expanding from the size of a few skyscrapers to the terrifying form of the entire Sea Capital, evolving rapidly towards the scale of a nation, a tectonic plate, and the ocean, dispelling more gloom and filling the skies of many regions with dazzling fireworks.

The members of the Supreme Council also witnessed this magnificent and awe-inspiring scene.

However, unlike the public who were unaware of the truth and felt that their chances of winning were extremely high, or even that the outcome was already decided, the legislators who knew the true situation understood that the battle had only just begun.

The Super AI Dream Weaver coldly broadcasts the battle report:

"The integrity rate of the [Pure White] Spatial curvature has fallen below 50%, 27% of the global area has been covered by the cataclysmic tides, and the Great Cataclysm brought by [The End] has now destroyed 9% of cities, with preliminary estimates of 17.6 billion casualties."

"[Dragon Court] has self-destructed, the outer space magic barrier has shattered, the last line of defense has completely collapsed, and the five foreign Disaster God are facing the Star Barrier and will land in the mortal world in 13 seconds."

"The Crimson Extreme Realm has completely collapsed, the [Celestial Instrument] has been forced to activate, and the power of the stars has been revived. They will arrive in the Donghuang Federation within 3 seconds, merging with the pure white radiant creation. The calculation of the odds has begun, and the conclusion is that the Great Cataclysm cannot be resolved before the alien horde lands, and the twelve Disaster God cannot be killed. Therefore, the odds of victory are infinitely close to zero."

Dream Weaver's judgment was correct.

If this were an exam, Pure White would undoubtedly have delivered a perfect score, enough to make any examiner feel its vibrancy, dedication, miracle, and incredibly strong life force.

But reality is not an exam, and what humanity needs is not a perfect score, but thousands, tens of thousands, or even an avalanche of perfect scores that fill an entire school.

Pure White wants to switch offense and defense and break the deadlock in an unconventional way. That shining creation must expand to a size comparable to a planet within 13 seconds and obtain ultimate Combat Power that transcends all [Witch] boundaries. Only then will there be a chance to wipe it out in one fell swoop or seal off the Great Cataclysm phenomenon.

After that, they will face the twelve Disaster God gradually breaking free of their seal within their homeland, and an entire powerful foreign calamity horde.

This hopeless future, where one challenge leads to another, is like the heroic team's arduous journey from the starting village, overcoming countless hardships, defeating the Four Heavenly Kings, traversing the Demon King's castle, and losing thousands of soldiers before finally defeating the Demon King. But before the heroes can even grieve for their lost companions, they discover that there are two more terrifying bosses after the Demon King.

Even the deepest despair is nothing more than this.

Thirteen seconds is just a few breaths for an ordinary person, too short to even melt an ice cream completely. But these girls, who have been Magical Girl for less than a year, use those 13 seconds to cross two major disaster groups, sweep across billions of civilizations, and accumulate the wisdom of countless years.

Is this really possible?

Of course not, there was no need to have any hope in the first place.

But for the councilors sitting at the round table, devoutly praying for [pure white] and hoping for a miracle, this was no longer a question they needed to consider.

Logic, impossibility, despair, and inevitable failure... there's no need to think about them or understand them.

All they can do, and all they need to do, is to believe—to believe in the miracle called Magical Girl, to believe in the love and radiance deep within the human core, to believe that even now, unwavering, their anger and passion will still scatter across the sky, and that they remain youthful, passionate, radiant, and beautiful idols.

May [pure white] and the stars protect your path ahead.

The crowd gazed upon the colossal figure, a symbol of resilience and rage, and offered their prayers with sighs and blessings.

As soon as the words were spoken, the vast Ethernet network that spanned the heavens was finally rendered completely useless by the successive acts of destruction.

The projection on the round table flickered and went out like a candle flame. These high-ranking, authoritative councilors rose one after another. Without exchanging any words, they tacitly wasted no time and opened the dimensional gate together. They all disregarded their manners and walked out of the spatial interlayer, teleporting back to a certain isolated island. They all raised their heads and looked up at the high sky.

Even without projection, the radiant creation that has grown to stand on East Flow Island and whose figure covers half of the Great Xia is using the refraction of "Soul Steel" to reflect the stage located in the center of the solar furnace in the form of a mirage all over the world, just like the blazing sun, illuminating all directions.

The next moment, a stream of light, surrounded by stars, flowed into the heart of the radiant giant.

The Primal Witch's soul burned fiercely, sensing the thinnest yet most fervent humanity within her chest. Looking down at the four Little Idol on stage, she smiled, a slight upturn to her lips, and whispered:

"What an excellent junior! Let me help you one last time."

The four people didn't have time to answer.

In a trance, countless glittering stars transformed into deep purple, mottled steel, linked by the threads of fate woven by the [Celestial Instrument]. Combined with the vast amounts of civilizational heritage inherited from the Ethernet network within the Primal Witch's mind, the entire solar reactor was once again optimized and reconstructed, merging into its illusory form and filling it with numerous super-magical alloys, Divine Sentient Body bionic veins, solar debris, alchemical runes, and ethereal nets...

At this moment, the brilliance of the entire universe is swirling back.

Although the first step of the <Flash Dance> project has failed, the [Celestial Instrument], as the core of the entire salvation ritual, is responsible for recalling all the brilliance that has spread between heaven and earth after the first step is completed, converging it into an irresistible torrent to sweep away the disaster.

Therefore, the creation that is now integrated into the [Planetarium] has become the anchor point for all the brilliance. The immense brilliance, enough to merge into the Human Concept, is drawn into it by the summons of the stars and the spell of fate, and within a Planck time interval, it all becomes firewood and materials.

In addition, the existence of the [Planetarium] is like that of the Super AI Dream Weaver, replacing the four people as the brain that controls the data, and more orderly weaving the structure of the entire spectacular mecha, continuing the song of miracles.

The price, however, was that Astrid's humanity was completely destroyed, and even her last wisp of soul vanished like ashes.

Even so, she retained the copied AI personality, continuing to help everyone control the [Celestial Instrument] and fight alongside it.

However, they had no time to grieve or reflect, as everyone exerted all their strength to support the unification of [Heart Forging].

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds...

As time passed, the [Planetarium], this Divine artifact that served as humanity's covenant, transformed into the central system beneath the Solar Furnace. Intertwined with the thoughts of the people, it forged with incredible efficiency a precise and colossal skeleton, torso, engine, thrusters, armored shell, quantum system, spiral phase retraction reactor, Avalon Pledge Device...

Ultimately, as if by the Lord's Blessing, the giants standing on the planet became even more powerful, magnificent, and sacred.

The next moment, the Shining Giant, which was originally confined to the Donghuang Federation, seemed to have erected a quantum bridge that stretched to the heavens and the earth, crossing mountains and seas with its majestic figure.

The swirling glow of humanity, under the extreme operation of the device, filled the ground, seizing the calamity energy boiling like a tsunami from many areas, swallowing it into the solar furnace, and surging into the cockpit accelerated by the Lotus Realm, where it was completely devoured by Chu Wangshu and transformed into magical energy.

At the same time, the Sky Stage in the Holy United States was also swept up by a Shining Torrent, which, in accordance with the newly forged space teleportation device, teleported the Doomsday Diva directly to the center of the stage in the cockpit, joining the link channel constructed by Soul Manipulation.

Astrid's AI personality, Charlotte, along with Chu Wangshu, Tang Liuli, Xie Qingxuan, and Kiriwake Yayoi, exchanged a few words in an infinitely stretched sense of time, and then tacitly merged into the stage, becoming one of the foundations supporting the transcendence of [Heart Forging]. Without hesitation, they gambled everything, determined to support the backbone of the stars, transforming into a star sword to shatter tragedy and cut everything down.

Ten seconds have passed!

The Radiant Colossus, like Pangu, has enveloped half the planet. Its raised hand tightly grasps the Sword of Humanity woven from the stars and destiny, and its weapon system, incorporating Titan's Authority, spells, magic, alchemy, and technology, is operating beyond its limits.

There was no hesitation, nor was there any need for hesitation.

With the next breath, under the world's gaze, this creation, with its solar furnace burning and shining, infinitely amplified its power, coupled with the kinetic energy that shook the universe and the passionate rock music, stirred up a hurricane that swept away the clouds, rushed into space, and ravaged the universe, smashing it out of the shadow that covered the world!

It was an indescribable sight, the brilliance of all humanity converging in one body, a sword comparable to Mythical Weapon pointing directly at the [End], like the fury of a thousand exploding stars, instantly burning away the global calamity tide, madly ravaging and dismembering the planet in Great Cataclysm.

This was like a Savior's sword, burning away all the clouds and gloom, tearing apart the calamity caused by this disaster with a brutal force, and bringing a blazing light that illuminated the entire planet.

Cheers and tears of joy erupted from all over the world.

The world crisis has passed, and the extraterrestrial enemy has disappeared.

These thoughts flickered among the remaining billions of people, bringing genuine joy and hope, and draping the savior giant who set foot on the planet with illusory wings and veils as beautiful as the sunset, one corner of which, like a translucent and dazzling aurora, transformed into a strange landscape on the edge of the Southern Hemisphere.

But deep within the solar reactor, on the stage in the center of the cockpit, five idols were still playing songs, their eyes fixed intently on a certain direction, their emotional strings taut, waiting for the arrival of the real enemy.