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If it were the Saint King's Britain, then even if the entire nation could withstand attack after attack, it would at least have enough time to leave the barrier and call for reinforcements... The magical girls shouldn't be unable to withstand even one Light Beam of light.

Needless to say, places like Wind City, North Capital, and Kyoto are even more extreme.

Cong Yu and the others didn't need to run around at all; they could simply stand on the high-rise buildings in their respective cities and play with those Light Beam all day long.

But you can only play for one day.

With so many Monster King present... even the highly prestigious Cong Yu was helpless against this barrier that kept being shattered and then quickly repaired.

The repair was incredibly fast.

Even with the Jormungandr Train launching a massive attack, the barrier showed no sign of ceasing its assault.

Even though it became riddled with holes, the barrier that enveloped Mexico continued to recover, gradually restoring itself to a fully covered state.

"That's strange."

Cong Yu sighed, watching the barrier begin to recover. "Where does this self-repairing magic come from?"

The barrier covering Mexico is not connected to the Spirit Vein...

Even magic should follow basic principles... Even if magical girls and monsters can heal themselves quickly, it still requires the consumption of magical energy.

This is the undisputed underlying logic.

However, the barrier in front of them and the continuous attacks clearly violated this logic and common sense.

It nearly overturned the entire system of techniques that had existed since the birth of this world.

But this is also reasonable, after all...

This is not a technique.

"No magic is needed, for this Art Beyond Sorcery."

King Odin said this as he looked at Cong Yu and the Saint King, walking slowly and deliberately. "Don't use conventional thinking to judge."

Yes, we need to break free from fixed patterns of thinking...

Because Art Beyond Sorcery.

"..." At this moment, only King Odin, Cong Yu, and Saint King are still active on the Mexico land... The others have already returned.

Today's meeting is definitely not going to happen.

Carlos Mario, who was supposed to be the main figure at the meeting, still shows no signs of waking up...

However, after what happened today...

He'll probably get a lot of votes during the final decision-making stage... Even if people don't admire his sacrifice, they'll at least feel sorry for him.

Even if they didn't share the same desire to protect their subjects, they would at least show some concern for this man who had lost everything.

So, Cong Yu sent everyone back.

At the same time, it also sent the remaining survivors in Mexico out of the barrier... and into the territory of the Rap King.

However, there is no doubt that international public opinion will soon explode.

Carlos Mario's protection will likely give the already growing public opinion that the Monster King is on the verge of dominating the scene an even bigger push.

However, for him personally, that was probably no longer important, since the kingdom had already perished.

When Miss Chi You learned of this, she was furious!

But there was nothing she could do but be furious...

This may be one of the reasons why Miss Chi You has always been despised by the kings. Because she is really useless at crucial moments.

"How about we try destroying them all?"

As Saint King spoke, she, who had chosen to stay in Mexico with Cong Yu to study the barrier, proposed her own idea. "It seems that the barrier's repair is more like 'self-repair,' so it would be enough to destroy most of the self within its range... I've seen similar spells before."

Although what the Saint King said was rather complicated.

But Cong Yu understood what she meant...

The barrier enveloping Mexico repairs itself by expanding from the undamaged parts towards the "damaged parts."

Just like slime mold.

The problem is that "destroying the vast majority of barriers" is an extremely difficult thing to do...

It's too big.

Yes... it's way too big.

It covers an area of two million square kilometers.

Even Cong Yu wouldn't dare say that his magical power could support such an outpouring—destroying over two million square kilometers in a very short time.

"I could try severing the circuits that connect the magical forces."

King Odin proposed another possibility, standing at the edge of the barrier, holding a long spear that looked like it was formed from knotted wood.

Like teasing a hedgehog with a stick, King Odin poked the barrier in front of him with his spear, saying, "But personally, I don't think it will be of much use... because magic isn't important."

For this barrier, the existence of magic is actually not important... Its origin is unknown, and it is also unknown where it will be replenished.

It's really quite bizarre.

"The Great God Proclamation! (Gungnir)"

As King Odin breathed softly, layers upon layers of dense text and incantations began to appear out of thin air in the surrounding space.

Then they flew densely towards the surrounding barrier.

Upon contact, the barrier, which had been constantly flowing and converging with light, immediately lost its original color.

The transparent and colorless barrier gradually turned grayish-white under King Odin's influence, and finally shattered, losing all its color.

The damaged barrier has not been repaired.

"Oh, this is somewhat unexpected."

King Odin nodded in satisfaction, saying, "Then, things will be much easier..."

Simply walk around the point where the barrier touches the ground to completely sever the barrier and make it disappear.

"..."

"In other words, the barrier is still based on magic."

Cong Yu said this, pacing behind King Odin... mainly because the old man's legs were slow, so he didn't walk very fast.

Thus, the Saint King easily made the connection. "The one who sets up the barrier and the one who launches the attack... are not the same being."

The barrier is a spell, but it is disguised as not being a spell. In fact, it has some characteristics of non-spells, but it is still a spell.

A pure Light Beam, however, is not a spell.

"Divine Art... if my intuition is correct..."

As King Odin spoke, he walked unhurriedly, saying, "That pillar of light is probably a genuine divine power... just like the miracle of Moses parting the sea."

As he said this, King Odin seemed more relaxed because the barrier was easier to break than expected. "I just don't know what their true purpose is... nor do I know if they are hostile to us."

"The same..."

"Is the other party truly acting on the will of God? Or is he some kind of divine artifact, a tyrant wielding divine power?"

"This is also crucial."

"..." All I can say is that Cong Yu really hoped it was the latter.

Chapter 373

Yaochuan Guang: Explode!

[It'll be here soon.]

"..."

[Soon, in the Promised World.]

"..."

Soon, I will no longer be alone.

"..."

What is destined will be reshaped; the world is destined for extinction. This is the end of countless paths, the Fate of all things.

"..."

"Ugh... so annoying."

Cong Yu woke up rubbing his eyes. He sat up in bed... recalling the mutterings of the Extinction Formula in his dream.

A lot of unpleasant things have happened these past few days.

It's that strange Mexico barrier and Divine Art attack again, and the Extinction Formula is starting to act up again... Aren't there a lot of mines planted around us?

The Promised World, and the world's destined Fate.

The things mentioned by the Extinction Formula made Cong Yu fall into deep thought... Xiao Cui, who woke up rubbing her eyes in bed, looked at him curiously.

Her pure white pajamas looked beautiful and translucent in the light streaming through the curtains from the window.

Don't get me wrong, this isn't some strange development.

Nothing unusual happened during metal smelting, and the reader didn't miss an episode; it was just a normal sleep after returning from Mexico.

This time, there were just a few fewer people in bed.

Well, everyone sleeping together in a huddle actually makes them seem innocent and wholesome... Maybe that's the art of the camera.

Yaochuan Guang probably went to cook, while Lantian Zhu and Hong disappeared somewhere.

Cong Yu slept until ten o'clock.

There have been too many upsetting things going on, and I'm really tired lately.

Good morning, Brother Cong Yu.

Xiao Cui spoke in a soft, sweet voice, her eyes still sleepy, clearly not fully awake. She sat blankly on the bed, lazily leaning towards Cong Yu.

Cong Yu simply held her head, cupped her little face, and rubbed it like she was rubbing a dog's head.

Then, amidst Xiao Cui's bubbling "blur blur" sounds, I shook off all the jumbled thoughts in my mind.

Overthinking is pointless.

This is the conclusion Cong Yu reached after centuries of wild speculation—even if gods want to World Destruction, they might as well be able to bring down the gods themselves.

However, if the opponent is a god, it might be a bit tricky.

As Cong Yu was thinking this, regaining some of her energy, Yaochuan Guang's voice came from outside the door—

"Cong Yu- chan! Xiao Cui! Time to get up! It's almost eleven o'clock, the sun's about to shine on your bottom!"

The current time is 10:20.

Hmm, saying eleven o'clock instead of ten o'clock, maybe that's what mothers are like... Oh no, I'm becoming more and more like a nanny.

But how could anyone in the world treat a high school girl (JK) as their mother?

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Today, the fall of Mexico has caused a huge international uproar. Initially, it was thought that Mexico's loss of communication was merely a minor issue like electromagnetic interference, but unexpectedly...

"..." The television was still broadcasting news about Mexico.

The term "fall" to Mexico is already a very polite way of putting it; to use harsher language, it could even be described as "the annihilation of a nation."

From that moment on, the nation had no future.

It seems that television stations all over the world are following this story closely, and reporters and magical girls have flocked to Mexico to investigate.

In addition, many television stations have been reporting on this matter in different directions.

At this moment, the footage playing on the television in Lantian Zhu is interviews with survivors from three or four small towns in Mexico.

Of Mexico's population of over 100 million, only four cities and a few surrounding towns survived...

The final count was 23,312 people.