Chapter 119: Hmmph!

Zhang Zheng’s gaze fell on the petite figure outside the window.

He really wanted to rush over right now and ask her a few questions. Because from that girl’s mouth, he could definitely dig out more secrets about this city.

However…

“Crack—! Rumble—!”

The corrosive fungal mass was still exerting pressure. Huge chunks of concrete, mixed with steel rebar, came crashing down, thundering onto the office floor.

“The building’s gonna collapse! Captain Zhang! We have to retreat!”

Zhang Zheng gave a heavy nod, then cast one more deep look at the distant silhouette.

A… magical girl?

What are magical girls like in anime?

Gorgeous transformations?

Embarrassingly cheesy lines?

Sparkly skills?

Lin Yu felt that those things were… somewhat unrealistic.

Although she had indeed used a move like 【Justice☆Love Bomb】 just now—something straight out of a 2D anime.

But really, that was only an E-rank magical girl’s transitional skill.

Against normal enemies it might work, but against the Nurgle-type pollution monster in front of her—one that had insane regeneration—her love-bomb damage was basically nothing.

Sure enough, only a short moment later, the Filth Bride had already recovered its combat ability and had set its sights on Lin Yu—the cutest target in sight.

“It’s not dead yet?!”

Lin Yu felt cold sweat forming on her forehead.

In anime, shouldn’t the enemy evaporate with one finishing blow, followed by huge sparkly words “XX-chan, Big Success!” flying across the screen?

Reality really didn’t give her any face.

No wonder Yeno Ying and the others used that big, strong, heavy-duty combat style…

Just then, the contract terminal lit up—Manager Qian was calling. She hurriedly answered.

“Aiyo, Xiao Lin, what’s the situation? Are you already at the XinHai Public Security Bureau’s mission site? Why are you so proactive today?”

“No—I’m not being proactive, Manager Qian! I don’t even know what happened! This pollution monster literally popped up right next to me!”

Lin Yu responded frantically while firing a few spirit-energy bullets at the Filth Bride, dodging its whipping tendrils as nimbly as she could.

Her movements were messy and desperate—nothing like the graceful composure of anime magical girls.

“Oh? It came up right beside you?”

Manager Qian’s voice gained a hint of scrutiny.

“Now that you mention it, that is strange… A ‘Type-One’ pollution event is usually a sudden-within-a-sudden kind of situation—no warning signs at all. This really is unexpected.”

“That’s what I’m saying, Manager Qian! Aiya, forget that for now! I’m completely tied up! I can’t run at all!”

…Where’s my support team?!
Where are the other elites?!
Doesn’t our Dawn Company have so many magical girls stationed in XinHai?!
Where did they all go?!
Are they out drinking milk tea and discussing finals or something?!

Lin Yu felt her spirit-energy reserves plummeting. At this rate, forget defeating the monster—she herself was going to get absorbed into that disgusting “wedding dress.”

“Let me check… Oh, the pollution monster’s weakness is—”

And of course, fate loved to pull a vicious prank at the worst possible moment.

Squelch—!

Lin Yu didn’t even hear the key word. Her vision spun violently.

A tendril as thick as her thigh shot out of the shadows without warning, coiling viciously around her slim waist.

“Aaah—!”

She let out a short, muffled cry as her entire body was yanked into the air—then slammed brutally onto the concrete.

Boom—!!!

Her organs felt displaced, her head swam.

“Ah? Xiao Lin? What happened over there?!”

“Manager Qian!”
Lin Yu gritted her teeth.
“You… just hurry up… and tell me the monster’s weakness—
Eh?”

Gulp?

Her left hand suddenly felt wet and slimy.

Instinctively, she turned her head.

Another tendril had wrapped around her left wrist at some point.

The tip peeled open like a flower—revealing rows upon rows of dense, razor-sharp teeth.

A bad premonition crawled up her spine.

“Wait—hold on! Don’t—”

CRUNCH—!!!

That was not the sound of a bone breaking.

In just one second, her entire left wrist was bitten clean off—her bracelet shattered along with it.

“Uh… haa—”

For a brief moment, Lin Yu didn’t feel pain.

Instead, a wave of pure irritation washed over her.

“Are you kidding me… I’ll blow you to pieces—”

Suddenly, a strong choking force clamped around her throat.

Every syllable she was about to shout got shoved back into her lungs.

“Urgh—!”

Another tendril.

This one wrapped around her neck, tightening like a python.

“Aah…”

She could even hear the “crack” of compressing cartilage.

Crap…

She couldn’t speak.

Whether it was her Love Bomb or the Don’t Touch Me Magical Girl Technique, she had to shout the name for it to activate.

Lin Yu tried to force her body to move.

But more tendrils latched onto her limbs, pinning her completely.
She could only struggle uselessly.

Her lungs burned.
Her brain, starved of oxygen, even dulled the pain from her severed wrist.

“Hgh… hgh…”

Her open mouth produced only meaningless soft gasps.

Her sense of touch grew absurdly vivid.

She felt the tendrils slithering across her body, cold and sticky—like giant leeches crawling over her skin.

“So disgusting…”

“Zzz… zzzt…”

Eh?

What was that… sound?

Lin Yu forced her gaze downward—and her pupils shrank sharply.

The tendrils restraining her were secreting a semi-transparent mucus.

Her spirit-woven maid uniform touched the slime—and immediately fizzed like cotton drenched in strong acid. Fibers snapped, curled, blackened, and dissolved into nothing.

A hole quickly appeared around her waist.

The cold flesh-like tendrils rubbed directly against her warm skin.

The slimy touch sent shivers up her spine.

I’m gonna puke…
No… no…

The hole kept expanding.
Even her black tights dissolved instantly—leaving pale skin exposed and glaringly vulnerable amid the filthy slime.

Her skin began to sting…

Would it dissolve her flesh next?

Lin Yu didn’t know.
But she could feel her strength fading.

Was her stamina being drained?

No—Manager Qian said it was absorbing her spirit energy…

Without spirit energy, she couldn’t use her skills!

But right now she couldn’t use them anyway…

Was she… going to be eaten?

Actually eaten?

No…
No way…

Being eaten by a pollution monster—that kind of thing belongs in the eroge I play.
Not real life!
In reality, I refuse to be eaten by something this disgusting!
I absolutely refuse to be eaten by—

But what good was refusing?

Probably none…

Damn it…
I worked so hard as a magical girl just to save money.
I was this close to going to Hokkaido’s Ichiban Street during break for a full “main course” experience.

If I’d known this would happen, I would’ve taken care of my virginity first!

“Gururururu…”

The Filth Bride seemed to sense her prey weakening.
Its fly-cluster head slowly lowered.
The face of lips on its gown writhed excitedly, opening into a deep, bottomless maw—

“Vrooooom—BOOM!!!!”

A wild engine roar exploded out of nowhere!

Lin Yu strained her eyes sideways.

Through fire and smoke, a barely-intact police car—with its front bumper twisted beyond recognition—charged straight through the flames!

“Bang—bang—bang—!”

Debris and wreckage were sent flying.

With massive kinetic force, the police car became a steel rhino—slamming into the Filth Bride’s swollen body!

“BOOM—!”

The mass of rotting flesh dented heavily.

Pus and gore exploded outward like burst trash bags!

“ROOOAAAR—!!!”

The pain and humiliation made the Filth Bride scream.

The tendrils binding Lin Yu loosened instinctively from the sudden impact.

“Haa… haaa!”

Fresh air flooded her lungs.

Now!

This was her chance!

“Don’t you touch me… hmph!”

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