Chapter 113
"--I want... more."
Chapter Forty-Five Demon King Form
Once an apprentice Magic girl has her own Magic name, the mask on her face will gradually shatter, revealing her unique appearance as a Magic girl.
For Monster, it means possessing their own attributes and acquiring the characteristics of being Monster.
Like Asuka, windmills, and butterflies.
From this perspective, Magic girls and Monster are actually quite similar.
Magic girls, on the other hand, have to go through an even more difficult process if they want to advance to the Sacred Domain.
One method involves them creating Monster by implanting their own Transformation Magic Crystal into their bodies, just like the Black Death Cult created Monster, and then defeating them.
The Monster created by this method are often near -Perfect Form beings, and they symbolize the emptiness, pain, and desires within the Magic girl's own heart—everything the Magic girl fears.
Therefore, very few Magic girls can reach the Sacred Domain.
Not everyone can overcome the Monster born from within themselves, not even Magic girls.
As for the consequences of failing the promotion...
In the lush, green back garden, the dark tree gradually withered and died, as if it had lost its support.
Haihara slowly raised her head and saw what had been born from the shattered dust.
It was a monster much larger than ordinary Monster, resembling a deformed raven, its body covered in charred feathers, beneath which lay skin scarred by flames, constantly dripping black oil, like the monster's tears.
However, it still retains some characteristics of Dark Feather.
A tattered, dark purple gown, and a charred, pale mask.
Behind it grew a pair of black Feather Wing, and a pair of tattered, dragon-like wings that did not originally belong to it.
Simply put, he's like Monster.
After losing control, the Magic girl degenerated into the most dangerous Monster.
"I want... power..."
The monster's feathers trembled incessantly, and it emitted strange sounds from beneath its mask.
It seems he has become a monster lost in desire.
This is the consequence of failing to get promoted.
R'lyeh calls it "lost".
Generally speaking, if High-Level Magic Crystal is forcibly used, the user will only be unable to withstand the power, and will not lose control like this.
However, on the one hand, the Fallen Heaven resonated with that Magic Crystal, forcing its holder to ascend to a higher level.
On the other hand, Dark Feather's psychological problems seem to be much more serious than she imagined.
The monster that has now been born can probably be called the Dark Feather Lost One.
The raven-like lost monster kept repeating that phrase, and its Magic Power began to go berserk, turning into blood-red beams of Magic Power that swept outwards. The back garden was instantly engulfed by this power, bursting into flames.
"---boom!"
Smoke filled the air as the crow-like monster landed heavily on the ground, letting out a piercing roar.
Clearly, Dark Feather's Magic Power now far surpasses that of Fate Kite.
As the flames and smoke gradually dissipated on both sides, the lost Dark Feather seemed to sense a Magic Power that attracted it, a Magic Power that shared the same origin as itself.
It slowly raised its head and saw the gray-haired woman in the distance.
It doesn't recognize Haihara now, but it can sense the Serpent System Magic Power on Haihara.
"I want... more..."
"I will... reach out my hand to you..."
The Monster possesses rationality and can communicate normally with many people.
But there are no lost Magic girls.
They have lost themselves in desire.
Several Magic Spell coalesced into a dark purple light, condensed into beams of Magic Power in the air, and then simultaneously headed towards Haihara.
This time, Haihara -on.
She quickly crushed a Bird System Crystal, created Feather Wing on her back, and flew into the sky, barely dodging several beams of light.
"I still can't control my power, it's out of control..."
Haihara didn't show any particular expression.
The black mist formed several tentacles, blocking the beams of light one after another, while the remaining tentacles rushed towards Dark Feather, trying to entangle it. The enormous raven-like monster was quickly imprisoned by the tentacles.
The monster roared, then stretched out its slender hand and grabbed the tentacle.
The next instant, Haihara felt herself being pulled by a tremendous force. Before she could react and sever the Magic Power, she was already being dragged away.
My vision was swaying, and a long-forgotten feeling of pain resurfaced.
"--Bang!"
Haihara was suddenly thrown to the ground. Although she didn't fall directly to the ground, she looked rather disheveled.
In her Witch form, she possesses power comparable to, or perhaps even stronger than, Sacred Domain Magic girl.
Even a Magic girl like Fate Kite would probably be no match for her in this state.
However, the Monster that Dark Feather has transformed into now comes from that high-level Serpent System Crystal, which also originates from the power of the Overlord. In this unrestrained state after going berserk, he is probably the most terrifying Monster below the Crown Rank...
She's different from other Magic girls.
Haihara cannot get hurt.
She feels pain when she's injured.
"Want to..."
The Monster emerged step by step from the smoke of battle, emitting a muffled, piercing sound that seemed to be weeping.
After hearing that voice, Haihara remained silent for a moment, then slowly straightened up and patted the dust off her clothes.
Haihara raised her cold eyes to look at the out-of-control Magic girl and sighed.
"You can't defeat Silver Feather like this..."
Dark Feather was unable to harness the power of the Crystal as she had hoped.
It seems there's no way to expect her to defeat the Magic girl.
Now, it seems she can't handle the out-of-control Dark Feather in front of her on her own.
I didn't originally want to use this method, but now I only have one option.
As it approached Haihara, the raven-like monster slowly raised its enormous Feather Wing, the numerous feathers gradually forming claws. Shadows enveloped the woman's slender figure, and the gaze on her pale mask remained vacant, the giant claws seeming ready to fall at any moment.
"But..."
The gray-haired woman made no other move; she simply took out a Crystal.
It was a pitch-black Crystal, radiating an ominous glow, with a strange, Magic Bird silhouette outlined in crimson. Its aura was even more powerful than the Serpent System Crystal on Dark Feather's body.
The woman held the dark Crystal, oblivious to the approaching giant claw.
"If you really crave power... then don't wallow in self-pity."
As the woman calmly finished speaking, she placed the Crystal into her chest, causing ripples of light to spread as if it had fallen into a pool of water.
The next instant, a blow powerful enough to crush the woman fell, but at the same time, a strange sound rang out—
"--The Wicked Requiem!"
The voice that once brought disaster and destruction to R'lyeh echoed in this former dwelling of the Witch. From the shadow shrouded by that giant claw, an immense black mist billowed out, almost instantly burying most of the back garden.
Countless black Asuka flew out from the darkness, engulfing the raven-like monster's body like an erupting tide.
In the darkness... countless Feather Wing emerged from behind the woman's figure.
An almost suffocating sense of terror began to spread after that figure appeared...
"I offer you my praise!"
"The theater master of darkness and despair, the wicked Queen who proclaims calamity!"
"Stupidity! Depravity! Revelry!"
The giant claw finally fell, but it seemed to freeze in place, as if it had stopped.
Next, the giant claw trembled slightly, but no matter what it did, it could not move an inch, as if heavy iron had pressed down on the dust.
It was a slender, Feather Wing hand that gripped the monster's wing claws.
Then, with a gentle lift of his hand, the monster's body began to move backward, and the shadow receded, revealing the figure of the Demon King in the darkness.
It was a pitch-black figure that looked remarkably similar to the Bird-Type Devil King.
However, it possesses a greater feminine beauty and is filled with a contradictory sense of sanctity and desecration.
Suddenly, holes appeared on the black-feathered body of the evil Demon King, revealing dark golden eyes.
From within the Feather Wing on her back, several enormous dark golden eyes opened, radiating an eerie and extremely dangerous glow.
Compared to the original Bird-Type Devil King, this Demon King has sprouted one dark golden eye after another.
Finally, that piercing voice announced her name---
"--The Utmost Evil Mourning Bird!"
This Demon King bird, composed of black and dark gold, gently raised its head, its gaze lower than that of the crow-shaped monster, yet it seemed to be looking down upon it.
A low, hoarse, and cold voice emerged from behind the pale mask:
"I'll go easy on you next time, so try to be patient, or the punishment won't be just this."
Chapter Forty-Six: The Bell Tolls
The Star Observatory is the place in R'lyeh closest to the starry sky, and it is also the wizard's tower of the Grand Scholar of Star Reading.
This place is shrouded in Eternity night, where the stars of the Universe can be seen at a glance, making it a sacred place for astronomical Magic girls.
Fragments of starlight connect to form a staircase that leads all the way to the distant sky. Above the night-shrouded canopy, a viewing platform bathed in pale moonlight hangs down. The pale, frost-like platform leans towards the Silver Moon, and the figure of a young girl remains motionless upon it.
The girl's figure was shrouded in a long, silver-white robe, adorned with silver-blue starlight. Her calm gaze beneath the hood was fixed on the starry sky, as if she were waiting for something.
Grand Scholar of Star Reading, Sage in the field, and many also called her a prophet of fate.
Today, the Star Observatory is temporarily closed. Only the Grand Scholar of Star Reading is guarding this observatory closest to the starry sky, gazing at the stars with his usual calm expression and observing their movements.
In that almost infinitely vast night sky, countless stars float in the Universe. Some seem to be wandering aimlessly in contemplation, while others burn like drifting sparks. Whether still or vanishing, whether fleeting or endless, all happen within this grain-like light.
However, this Universe, which seemed so ordinary to the Grand Scholar of Star Reading, began to undergo some changes.
At first, it was just a slightly conspicuous star.
It was slightly brighter than other tiny, even invisible, stars. It appeared to be only faintly bright, but its light gradually rose, transforming from an imperceptible point of light into a bright spot.
The light gradually swallowed up the surrounding starlight, becoming increasingly dazzling, until even the moonlight paled in comparison.
It's like a harbinger of something, or perhaps it's already happened.
The girl simply turned the pages of a thick, ancient book in her hands.
The book's cover depicted a black, ring-shaped Ouroboros and Witch entwined with thorns, while the title, written in ancient R'lyeh, read "The Record of the Demon King's Descent."
This is a history and prophecy book written by the Grand Scholar of Star Reading, but no one other than her has ever read it.
"When the stars return to their places, and the kingly star falls into the night, the calamities of the past will be repeated in R'lyeh, and the all-knowing and all-powerful Witch will awaken from her slumber..."
She murmured softly the prophecy she had once made.
Regulus, the star symbolizing the king, signifies the prelude to the king's return when it rises into the night sky and becomes the brightest first-magnitude star.
Three hundred years ago, a similar scene played out in the starry sky of R'lyeh.
That was the time when the Witch Lilith absorbed the power of all the Demon King and became Overlord surpassed all others.