The Ministry of Magic's "Eternal Device"! (Two-in-One)

Colossus Building, Conference Room: "Thank you for attending today, Miss Hell."

After being rejected by the magical girl "Hell".

A hint of regret flickered in Red Rain's eyes, but she hadn't completely given up, because she actually felt...

Hell is someone somewhat similar to her.

A person who will stop at nothing to achieve their goals.

"Then, I will draft a clarification statement as soon as I return to the Ministry of Magic, but regarding the Five Colors Project, I hope you can reconsider, Miss Hell."

I'm willing to wait for your answer.

Red Rain showed her sincerity; she intended to win over this powerful magical girl to her side.

Although Red Rain was saddened by the loss of Frost and Snow, she did not hate Hell.

Red Rain is just a regret; Hell wasn't first discovered by the magical girl herself.

Otherwise, if she could bring Hell under the Ministry of Magic, she might have already rebuilt the glory of the old Five Colors.

For the Ministry of Ministry of Magic at present, a global, dazzling, and powerful Five Colors Team is of paramount importance.

Only through the victory of the New Five Colors Team can the Ministry of Magic experience a second spring for magical girls, thereby ensuring their authoritative status.

After the most crucial conversation concluded.

Red Rain then stood up. "Well then, I'll take my leave now. See you next time, Miss Hell."

Hell and Tang Wenjie then stood up as well. Although the outcome of this conversation was not good either, it was at least not as tense as the last time.

Both sides got the results they wanted.

The Ministry of Magic eased tensions with Hell.

Hell, on the other hand, has a more precise development time, allowing it more time to accumulate power in order to deal with other crises.

Merlin Metal, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke up with a smile, "Miss Hell, I'm glad we've reached a preliminary agreement on this issue."

"I am Merlin Metal, the head of Liberty City, an old-fashioned magician with little reputation."

He raised his cane, stepped forward, and presented the magical calling card to Hell, its ancient texture emanating from it.

"Yes, it's nice to meet you."

Miss Hell took the business card, her expression unchanged, and casually wrote down the number on it.

He could only think to himself: So this is the Merlin Metal that Lin Xiaohong mentioned, the outcast in the Ministry of Magic?

Frankly speaking, some in Hell couldn't quite grasp Merlin's level of danger, because on the surface, Merlin seemed no different from an ordinary person.

Whether in terms of physical defense or every movement, he is just as vulnerable as an ordinary mage.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. After all, magicians aren't like magical girls who have built-in magical enhancements and can physically defeat tanks.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why traditional magicians have gradually faded from the historical stage?

With the departure of the Ministry of Magic members.

The Moon God finally relaxed from her tense state, then coughed lightly and asked Hell and Tang Wenjie, "It's getting late, shall we have dinner together?"

Hell nodded. "No problem."

Perfect timing! She also needed to mention Tang Xiaoyu's situation to Tang Wenjie, so that he wouldn't be working overtime all the time.

He completely neglected his daughter.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, which was still the familiar upscale barbecue place, Moon God buried her head in ordering various beef and salad dishes. When she looked up, she saw that Tang Wenjie's expression had turned ugly.

Just now, Hell used magic to transmit his voice, briefly explaining Tang Xiaoyu's experience in class. He didn't mention anything about himself, only saying that he had seen it by accident.

After hearing her words, Tang Wenjie subconsciously assumed that Hell's true identity was that of a member of the international high school.

Miss Hell tacitly accepted the lie, which was tantamount to acknowledging her status as the senior student.

The Moon God blinked beside them, but didn't ask what they had discussed in private, because she could tell it wasn't anything good.

Tang Wenjie quickly regained his composure and continued to arrange the next marketing tasks with his Richard.

During their conversation, Moon God learned from Tang Wenjie that Hell had bought an apartment in the Galaxy Tower, and she immediately grabbed Miss Hell's hand with delight.

"Miss Hell, it seems we live in the same apartment building..."

Miss Hell blinked gently. "Is that so?"

It makes sense, considering that the best-equipped apartment complex near Jinniu District is Galaxy Tower, so it's reasonable for Moon God to buy a property there.

It is usually not excessive.

Compared to herself, Moon God is a veteran magical girl who has been in the industry for nearly two years.

Speaking of this, Hell analyzed the Moon God's age and various records, and found that she seemed to be only one month older than Lin Xiaohong.

In this situation, the Moon God Goddess's talent is self-evident; if she hadn't fallen out with the Ministry of Magic, she would undoubtedly have been the regional head.

However, this also means that the Moon God is facing the problem of becoming a witch, and it will become more and more serious in the days to come, just like Lin Xiaohong.

Even though Miss Hell didn't know the inner workings of the Ministry of Magic, she had gradually pieced together a key age for the magical girl through Skynet: eighteen.

The vast majority of magical girls worldwide disappear around the age of eighteen, one to two years after awakening their powers.

In a few isolated cases in a few regions, the age was nineteen, which is usually the most common.

Once a magical girl exceeds this age, she either retires from the Ministry of Magic with an official position or is corrupted by the power of the Subspace, losing her Soul Gem and becoming a witch.

After finishing their barbecue, Tang Wenjie and Richard said their goodbyes first, while Miss Hell drove Moon God to their apartment.

Because we avoided the evening rush hour, the traffic wasn't too congested.

Hell lowered the car window, feeling the evening breeze on her face. After hesitating for a moment, she gripped the steering wheel with one hand and looked at the Moon God beside her.

"Miss Moon God Goddess, how much do you know about the Ministry of Magic?"

Upon hearing this, the Moon God, who had been happily playing on her phone, suddenly paused, then nervously swallowed.

Ah... Little Hell really did ask me that question!

Her gaze shifted slightly. "... Well, actually, I don't know much either."

Hell cut to the chase. "What will it take for you to tell me things that can't be said?"

Miss Moon God closed her eyes, frowned deeply, and pondered for a long time before letting out a heavy sigh and saying helplessly, "This truth will be very cruel, Little Hell."

"If you find out, you must promise me you won't tell the truth to those immature little ones."

"Please..."

As she spoke, she clasped her hands together in prayer.

It wasn't as if Hell was begging her, but rather she was begging Hell.

Hell nodded. "Yes, I assure you."

Soon, the car drove through the streets and arrived at the underground parking lot of the Galaxy Tower, where the lights were dazzling, even brighter than in broad daylight.

The garages of wealthy people are different from those of ordinary people.

Arriving at the parking space, Miss Hell reversed into the space with effortless elegance, without pausing for a moment.

The Moon God clapped her hands, exclaiming, "What amazing driving skills!"

Hell sighed helplessly, "Is this even praiseworthy?"

The Moon God said somewhat shyly, "That's really amazing."

When she first started driving, she scraped her car three times while backing up within a month! And each time the damage was different.

It's fortunate that the Moon God earns so much money that she doesn't feel bad about the car accident.

Hell then closed the car window, snapped his fingers, and set up Magic Curtain nearby.

This ensures that whatever happens inside the car will be invisible to those outside, while only those inside can see the slightest movement outside.

The Moon God then hesitated before speaking, "Miss Hell, have you... heard of the 'Eternal Device'?"

"Eternal Device? Never heard of it." Hell shook his head; there was no record of it in any global database or the Subspace Library.

The Moon God lowered her head, placing her hands on her long dress, and continued, "In our world, there exists a Root System that has been continuously awakening magical girls since the beginning of the new century, spanning the entire globe."

"And the fate of magical girls... will inevitably be that they become witches, because the process of becoming a magical girl and then a witch is irreversible."

"We are human girls destined to become witches, which is why we are called magical girls."

As she spoke, the Moon God looked at Miss Hell with concern, fearing that the latter would not be able to accept this fact and would become angry and terrified as a result...

The Moon God once witnessed her best friend, unable to accept this fact, fall into despair and become a witch in the blink of an eye.

So from then on, the Moon God never dared to tell the other magical girls about this again, because the vast majority of magical girls could not accept this fact.

They imagined magical girls to be hopeful, righteous idols who existed to resist witches and the Subspace.

But unfortunately, the essence of a magical girl is simply a witch who has not yet fully awakened.

Even if they lie still, their Soul Gem will gradually be corrupted into black by the power of the Subspace.

Their process of purifying and devouring the Grief Seed is essentially accelerating the increase in their power ceiling after becoming witches.

It's like a group of mercenaries who thought they could go home after the battle, only to find out when they got to the battlefield that they were actually part of a suicide squad.

This truth is known only to a few.

Those in the know tacitly keep this a secret, because if it were made public, magical girls all over the world would go from idols to witches hated by everyone.

To this end, the Ministry of Magic also laid down a large-scale meme magic around the world, so that even if ordinary people knew some of the truth, they would forget it over time.

"And then...?"

Faced with the Moon God's worried gaze, Miss Hell merely frowned slightly before calmly inquiring about what would happen next.

The Moon God finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then there's the 'Eternal Device'... It's an artifact forged by legendary mages of the last century using magic and alchemy, possessing the power to connect to the Root System."

"With the power of the Eternal Device, the Ministry of Magic can imprint its mark on their magical girls."

"And when their witch transformation progress reaches 99%, the mark will automatically trigger, eternally freezing the opponent's Soul Gem."

"This is the truth behind the Ministry of Magic's retirement."

Once the Eternal Mark is triggered, the magical girl will lose all magic and can only mobilize a tiny amount of magic power to maintain the stability of her body.

Upon hearing this...

Miss Hell's gaze finally showed a slight change.

The situation was more complicated than she had imagined. The existence of this Eternal Device seemed to be both cooperating with and opposing the "Root System" that existed in the higher-dimensional world.

The Moon God then spoke.

Her expression was complex. "The 'Eternal Device' requires a continuous supply of fuel to operate, and this fuel comes from the energy released when the witch was born."

This is where the problem arises.

If more and more magical girls possess the Eternal Mark, and none of them become witches, then wouldn't there be fewer and fewer witches?

Without the birth of new witches, how will we obtain fuel?

Hell also considered this question, and looking into the Moon God's pale white eyes, said, "So, the Ministry of Magic is essentially helpless against the Root System, and is just constantly robbing Peter to pay Paul?"

"Only select a select few to be granted the Eternal Engraving, then, while enjoying retirement and the status of being an idol, they deceive other magical girls and witches into fighting and becoming stronger, ultimately leading them down a path of self-destruction?"

Her summary was simple and straightforward.

This prompted the Moon God to give a helpless smile and nod slightly, "You guessed right, Miss Hell, this is also why I don't want to join the Ministry of Magic."

"Even if I become a witch, I don't want to live like that."

As the Moon God spoke, she gently gripped her wrist, lowered her head, and fell silent. It was precisely because she refused the Eternal Engraving that she had fallen out with the Ministry of Magic.

Hell pondered for a long time, digesting the information from today's conversation.

Then she raised her hand and, without saying a word, ruffled the Moon God's hair. "You've worked hard."

The Moon God's shoulders stiffened, and then her eyes instantly reddened as she instinctively gripped the hem of her skirt above her knees.

"Um...!"

Her voice trailed off as if she had a cold.

Ten minutes later.

The Moon God finally composed herself, grabbed a bag of tissues, threw it into the parking lot's trash can, and then regained her dignified and elegant demeanor.

"Miss Hell, may I come to your house?"

She asked expectantly.

The two arrived at the elevator, swiped Hell cards, and pressed the button for the top floor. "Okay, but I doubt there'll be anything inside."

The Moon God, with her hands behind her back, swayed happily upon hearing this, her long, jet-black hair swaying gently with her movements.

"Ding~"

The elevator reached the 72nd floor of the Galaxy Tower, which is the top floor.

One apartment per floor, but due to the unique structure of the Galaxy Tower, Moon God's apartment is actually right across from Hell.

In other words, one apartment is located on the north side, and the other on the south side; these are the two most expensive penthouses, divided diagonally.

Arriving at the heavy security door, Hell raised the card and swiped it. Then, the instant the door unlocked, he used Skynet to take over the entire apartment via the electrical circuits.

Skynet dutifully replied, "All lines have been inspected and controlled, sir. There are no surveillance devices or magical devices in the room."

The lights have been turned on for you.

Click~

In response to Skynet.

The lights in the apartment began to turn on one by one, and the curtains automatically opened, revealing the Nihon night view in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"It looks similar to my house~"

Dressed in her everyday clothes, the Moon God bent down to change her brown ankle boots before stepping into the house with Hell.

She curiously peered around.

Looking left and right, he quietly memorized the master bedroom of Little Hell's house in his mind. Hmm... the kind of place he wouldn't get lost in the dark.

"Sir, Mr. Tang has prepared cold drinks and juice for you in the refrigerator, but no alcoholic beverages. Would you like me to purchase some?"

Hell replied, "Buy some. I don't drink it myself, but it might come in handy when entertaining others later."

Miss Hell thought to herself that she really hadn't drunk much alcohol, except for two bottles when she went out for barbecue with friends in her past life.

As he spoke, Hell went to the refrigerator, took out two bottles of grape juice, and scooped out some ice cubes and poured them into a glass.

Pour in the juice.

Before long, the two girls were sitting in the wicker chairs in the rooftop garden, comfortably nestled inside.

"How wonderful~ the evening breeze in Taiping Prefecture." The Moon God Goddess stretched lazily in her wicker chair, marveling at the beauty of life, because she wasn't alone today.

Instead, they have friends by their side.

In fact, ever since breaking with the Ministry of Magic, Moon God has been intentionally keeping her distance from the other magical girls and maintaining a cold relationship with them.

As long as no unnecessary emotional bonds are formed, the separation will not be as painful for either party.

The closer someone is to you, the further you should distance yourself; ideally, you should make your family and friends forget about you.

This is the experience summarized by the Moon God.

But Hell is different.

The Moon God gently tilted her head, looking at the gray-haired girl who was sipping juice under the moonlight, seemingly lost in thought.

Hell's power is so great that it can share that "loneliness" with itself.

In addition, she possessed a face that could be described as a femme fatale—cute, delicate, and even without making any expression, her indifferent little face exuded nobility and elegance.

They seem unapproachable, yet irresistibly alluring, making you want to get closer and closer...

The Moon God suddenly blushed.

"Gurgle."

She quickly gulped down some juice to calm her excited mind.

"Ugh... Moon God, you've been alone for so long, you've gone crazy! How could you have such thoughts? You'll definitely scare Miss Hell!"

"But Miss Hell is so cute! She's adorable even when she's expressionless!"

At the same time.

Moon Studio quietly posted a tweet: If magical girl "Hell" were to face off against magical girl "Moon God," who do you think would have a better chance of winning?

The comments section exploded instantly. "That's definitely Moon God! Moon God is a veteran magical girl, second only to Eclipse, and her A-rank ceiling isn't just hype!"

"I don't think so. While magical girls may become stronger with age, that rule doesn't apply to Miss Hell."

"Our Lord Hell is a genius young lady who reached the A-rank magical girl level in less than three weeks since her debut!"

"Still don't understand the Battle of Surt? Lord Hell is completely out of it."

"I think the battle against Surt was quite complicated. I reviewed the entire replay. First of all, Red Owl reduced Surt's body temperature by at least two-thirds right from the start."

"Secondly: After the Snowplow left the field, Moon God activated her domain first, weakening Surt once again. Although the domain was quickly shattered by the thermal breath, her damage should have been exhausted."

"After these conditions were met, Hell finally took action against Surt. Only by unleashing its almost Miracles boundless Domain Expansion could it barely manage a draw with Surt was even gradually regaining its body temperature."

"In the end, it was Red Owl who provided the second assist, allowing Hell to kill Surt through the second Cursed Technique's unique characteristic, known as 'Stove Opening'."

"Therefore, considering all factors, I think their battle will be a clash between top-tier A-rank magical girls, with both sides having a 50/50 chance of winning."

"Even based solely on the data, I lean towards Moon God, because her Cursed Technique performance is very strong, second only to Eclipse."

"In a one-on-one situation, Hell would probably lose."

"Impossible! How could Lord Hell possibly lose! I bet 10,000 Happy Beans that Lord Hell can absolutely whip Moon God like a top in three minutes."

"Sigh, how ignorant! Battles between magical girls are no child's play. Some magical girls' Cursed Technique are even considered god-tier in internal conflicts."

"Nonsense! I still think Lord Hell will win. The Moon Studio's official website states that her Malevolent Shrine possesses dual -Cursed Technique effects. How can any other magical girl possibly compete with her?"

"Ooi! Don't underestimate the Moon God, she earned her reputation Witch Killing Machine with every single strike."

It's fair to say that this tweet from Moon Studio caused a huge uproar among netizens, even vaguely recreating the fervent atmosphere of their debut in Hell.

Those netizens who experienced that period couldn't help but exclaim: It was truly full of vitality!

Meanwhile, at Tang Wenjie's home.

He bought a cake, rushed home, and gently unlocked the fingerprint lock.

The kitchen lights were on inside the house.

Tang Wenjie was puzzled: Wasn't the light off?

He changed his shoes and went to the kitchen, only to find Tang Xiaoyu waiting for him there.

The girl with short, dark blue hair was lying face down on the table, fast asleep. Her phone still displayed her last conversation with Hell.

Senior Hell: "Talk to your father clearly. Your father really loves you."

Tang Xiaoyu: "Okay! Thank you, Senior Hell! I'll wait for him in the kitchen. I even prepared a midnight snack for him! (Excited emoji)"

These two little guys...

Tang Wenjie put down the cake, a helpless smile finally creeping onto his lips. He reached out and ruffled his daughter's hair before carrying her into the room.

Cover yourself with the blanket.

Back at the restaurant, he picked up the insulated box that Tang Xiaoyu had prepared, opened it, and found it contained very ordinary tomato and egg noodles.

It's obvious that a girl followed the recipe, but she made it bit by bit.

Tang Wenjie tasted it, and well, he couldn't honestly say it was delicious, because Tang Xiaoyu hadn't added any salt.

But Tang Wenjie still finished it, because this was the first late-night snack his daughter had ever made for him.

Then he took out his phone and sent a message to Hell.

"Thank you, Miss Hell."

Miss Hell: "Treat me to barbecue next time."

The Cheerful Corporate Slave replied, "No problem, I'll take care of it all."

Whale Sea Park.

Waves crashed against the pebbles on the shore, and a man in a loose-fitting black suit was smoking with his head down.

A moment later, a man in a suit and tie, with slicked-back hair, approached him. "You must be Commander Kong?"

Upon hearing this, the man with the spiky hair slowly raised his head. "It's me. Tell me, what's your request?"

He had a cigarette dangling from his lips, his expression nonchalant.

If outsiders didn't speak up, it would be hard for them to imagine that this man, who at first glance looks like an unemployed youth, is actually a notorious middleman in the underworld.

The last time the Colossus Company hired criminals to attack the Reynolds Group, it was Commander Kong's doing.

The slick-haired man then pulled out an anonymous bank card. "Our boss's request is..."

"Killing Magical Girls: Hell," and Superhero Agent: Tang Wenjie.

Commander Kong raised an eyebrow slightly. "You guys have quite a background."

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask," the slick-haired man warned.

"I know, you don't need to remind me." Commander Kong flicked his cigarette ash. "I'll take the job, but the agreed price will be doubled."

The slick-haired man readily nodded. "No problem, but we need to know who your choice is."

Commander Kong laughed, "You couldn't have guessed it?"

"That mad dog, known as the 'Sorcerer Killer,' never misses. Don't tell me you don't know him."

"And besides him, I also need to recruit an additional squad to distract the other superheroes and prevent a mishap."

The slick-haired man confirmed his guess and nodded, "Okay, let's do it that way."

He thought to himself: If Magical Girl Hell and Tang Wenjie die unexpectedly, then they will never have any rivals again.

They were determined to get the position of head of the Superhero Division at Colossus Company.

Commander Kong, however, saw through this but kept quiet. He knew that anyone who could afford to pay so much money was definitely not an ordinary boss; this was entirely an internal competition within the Colossus Company.

It's a fight to the death; there's no other way.