Chapter 293

With a worried expression, Phantom Wind looked towards the other side, which he had been unable to pay attention to, where Fate Kite and the Monster looked like Silver Feather were facing off.

What exactly is Kirishima facing right now?

Regardless, the situation has become extremely complicated. Even for them, this is the first time they have faced so many Black Death Cult Monster.

Mirage Dragon, Garuda, Snowy Owl, Rhinoceros Horn Dragon.

And there are those bird-shaped Black Death Cult over there releasing the Crimson Lotus Karma Fire.

I wonder if they have any further assistance on their end. If there is more... that would be a real headache.

Let's go to Fate Kite's place first and meet up with Fate Kite.

After all, it's obvious that Fate Kite's strength is not on the same level as the Black Death Cult. If this continues, she will eventually be unable to withstand the berserk Monster.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

"... Silver Feather?"

After hearing the female ghost's advice, Silver Feather remained silent, falling into an unsettling silence.

At the same time, the other person raised one hand, as if hesitating about something.

Seeing his wavering stance, the female ghost continued to fan the flames.

Look!

Her voice was light and cold.

She guided the two of them, looking into the distance at the battlefield engulfed in flames, where Magic girls and Black Death Cult were locked in a standoff.

Clearly, the two sides are not evenly matched.

Magic Girl Star Flower cannot be considered a usable combat force.

The remaining two Magic girls will have to deal with four Black Death Cult.

Overwhelming disadvantage.

[If you continue to hesitate and fail to make a choice, your other companions will have no choice but to become their enemies. Silver Feather, you should know very well that they came for you.]

[And once you make your choice, they will naturally leave obediently.]

And if you refuse...

The cause of this inferno will become the fate of others.

Finally, because of the female ghost's words, Silver Feather made a decision.

She raised her hand, pointed it at the Crystal on her chest, and mustered her courage...

Realizing what she was about to do, the Fate Kite immediately spread its fiery wings and rushed over.

"Silver Feather, what are you going to do?"

She reached out, using all her strength to stop Silver Feather's hand from reaching for her chest, but her palm was burned by the intense heat of his skin.

Fate Kite gritted her teeth, enduring the pain.

Was Silver Feather about to attack me and destroy the Crystal?

"..."

Seeing the pained look on the other person's face as they tried to stop her, Silver Feather panicked for a moment and instinctively shook them off.

The Fate Kite, whose strength was far inferior, was naturally thrown away in an instant.

She fell to the ground and coughed several times.

The scorching air filled Fate Kite's nasal cavity and mouth, making it increasingly difficult for her to breathe.

[Hmph, how foolish.]

The female ghost scoffed coldly.

[However, it's too late. Since you don't want to do it yourselves, we'll have to resort to some more complicated methods.]

She said it casually.

Meanwhile, behind the Monster Silver Feather, one after another Black Death Cult appeared out of nowhere.

The first to land behind her was the Snowy Owl Black Death Cult.

Then came the Mirage Dragon, Garuda, and finally the Rhinoceros Horn Dragon, which spread its enormous wings to shield the other Black Death Cult from the scorching flames.

Silver Feather stood with the Monster.

Two snake-like vines extended from the body of the Rhinoceros Horn Dragon Black Death Cult, instantly wrapping tightly around Silver Feather 'Silver Feather arms, rendering him unable to move.

Upon seeing the Snowy Owl and the Mirage Dragon, Silver Feather could no longer contain her rage, and Red Lotus flames erupted from her body. However, in the next moment, all her Magic Power was being absorbed by the Rhinoceros Horn Dragon, and she instantly lost her strength, collapsing forward.

The Snowy Owl Black Death Cult bowed to the distant Fate Kite.

[Congratulations, Your Excellency Queen of Dark Magic. I wonder if you are satisfied with this farce? However, we have fulfilled our promise to you.]

[We believe that soon we will be able to see your noble and captivating appearance again after your resurrection.]

The female ghost gave a soft hum, but did not respond.

As Fate Kite fell to the ground, she felt two reliable arms pull her up and slowly lift her to her feet.

She saw the Star Flower and the Thousand Sins on either side of her.

The president walked over step by step from behind.

In an instant, the Magic girl and the Black Death Cult became opposing sides in this suffocating, despairing, nightmarish sea of fire.

Upon seeing Silver Feather captured, Fate Kite tried to call out, but her throat was burned by the scorching flames, and she could only manage hoarse sounds no matter what she did.

"Ai, don't speak yet, let me treat you."

Star Flower said gently, then raised her hand and began to heal Fate Kite's entire body.

However, she was actually sweating profusely.

His body was trembling slightly.

"... Thanks."

Pain, burning, despair—all of it brought Fate Kite ... or rather, Kirishima Ai, to the brink of collapse.

She stared at the Monster in the flames, unsure of what to do.

Now, she can't even move.

Once again, the same feeling of helplessness returned to her.

The other Magic girls were also somewhat affected by Kirishima Ai's feelings at that moment.

So, what was Silver Feather thinking?

She felt her Magic Power draining away, and the cracks in the already flawed Crystal were widening. As a result, her life was slowly... slowly slipping away.

Flames, heat waves—everything seemed scorching, yet she wasn't burned by her own flames.

She gazed at the Magic girl, Fate Kite, in the distance.

She gazed at the person who resembled her so much from afar, but of course, her words could not be conveyed.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered what Teacher Haihara had said to her before she left.

There are many more scenes.

The little parrot-shaped steamed bun that the shop manager's daughter made was burned when she got angry.

What a pity.

Now, she's a little hungry again.

Silver Feather stood on the ground, her arms bound, her body swaying slightly. At this moment, she was thinking about some strange things.

Will she still be able to eat croquettes?

Even if she could get her hands on it, she wouldn't actually know what it would taste like.

Thinking of this, Silver Feather's gaze dimmed.

[Then, please come with us and leave this place, Silver Feather Black Death Cult. Soon, you will join us and become one of us.]

The Snowy Owl cooed happily.

This street, because of the fire she set up, now has absolutely no feeling of winter.

It seems the snow has all melted.

Silver Feather ignored the noisy squawking of the Snowy Owl Black Death Cult beside him.

But why... does she feel a little cold?

"Snow?"

She suddenly muttered something in confusion.

Because she just felt as if snowflakes had landed on her face and melted.

Was it that Snowy Owl Black Death Cult who did it?

But how could ordinary snow possibly fall here? It should have melted halfway there long ago.

Silver Feather noticed that everyone around her was equally confused; they all began to sense that the temperature was off, since the Monster was extremely sensitive to temperature.

For this Monster, one of the few clear senses is temperature.

When she looked up, she saw an unbelievable scene.

The flames that had engulfed the entire battlefield had been extinguished at some unknown time.

After the fire was extinguished, a silent, dilapidated ruin was revealed, with broken walls and protruding water pipes and cables everywhere.

In its place came snowy days.

From beneath the gray sky, beneath those murky white snow clouds, snowflakes began to fall, one by one, drifting down from the heavens to the earth, soothing all this unease and despair.

The temperature has plummeted, and it's no longer the normal winter temperature.

Even the Magic girls and the Black Death Cult clearly sensed that something was wrong with this coldness.

At this moment, gazing at the boundless gray snow clouds and the cold, gray sky that pressed down on the earth, everyone felt a suffocating sensation, as if facing the deepest winter.

And then, without anyone noticing, a sliver of moonlight peeked through the sky and the gray clouds.

The pale, cold moonlight fell on the earth, casting a strange shadowy figure.

The moonlight transformed into her pale white veil, while her slender figure was enveloped in a mysterious, dark, and intricate long dress, making her appear like a goddess of the moonlit night, or a god of the underworld symbolizing silence and death.

Although the figure was beautiful and pure, she was definitely not Magic girl.

The pale silhouette outlines a cold yet beautiful female mask.

This is a... Monster.

Snowflakes fell like fireworks celebrating her arrival, drifting down and playing a beautiful melody with the sound of the wind.

From the shadows, gaping maws filled with white teeth breathed silently.

For some reason, upon seeing this holy and Monster, the Black Death Cult froze in place, motionless, frozen in incomprehensible daze.

The Magic girls also sensed a truly terrifying aura.

Who exactly is this Monster...?

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Silver Feather looked at the snowy sky with confusion.

The snow buried the sea of fire she had created and fell on her, making her shiver with cold for a moment.

But she had an inexplicable feeling.

Her gaze was somewhat vacant before it fell upon the Monster in the moonlight.

It was precisely because he was Monster that she felt a sense of... incredibility.

The Monster behind her were the same.

[... What's going on?]