Chapter 157: I was the one who went first!

The shrill electronic alarm blared, echoing through the entire magical facility.

“So this is…”

Chen Bing gritted her teeth and endured that crushing pressure, hauling up the massive shield at her side.

She raised her wrist, and frantic data continued to scroll across the contract bracelet.

“Li Qing! Don’t just stand there!”

Chen Bing shouted sharply.

“You’ve memorized the contamination index better than anyone—what level is this thing? B? A? Or even higher?”

“I… I don’t know…”

Li Qing’s face was deathly pale.

“There’s no record at all… the company’s compendium has never documented anything like this…”

But…

She swallowed with difficulty, staring at that bizarre existence in the distance.

“This kind of spiritual pressure that directly interferes with the senses… it’s definitely… a high-ranking entity of the 【Slaanesh】 lineage!”

“Who cares what it is!”

Yano Hotaru suddenly straightened her body.

She was sick of the humiliation of being suppressed, and even more sick of that thing’s expression—as if it were looking down on ants.

Along with her furious roar, the enormous obsidian armguard floating beside her exploded apart with a thunderous crash!

“—(Barrage Mode)—!”

The obsidian crystals instantly reassembled, transforming into floating cannon units that encircled the girl like stars around the moon.

Deep-blue, high-energy particles gathered wildly at the muzzles, emitting a piercing, wasp-like whine!

“—(Fire)!!!”

“BOOM—!”

At Yano Hotaru’s command, dozens of deep-blue torrents of energy poured down like a deluge!

However—

Seraphine moved.

That could not be called “dodging.”

It was “dancing.”

She sidestepped, leapt, her eyes closed.

Every movement was elegance taken to its absolute extreme.

“Zzz—”

Lethal beams grazed her neck, skimmed past her waist, and even pierced through her fluttering hair.

Yet always—

They missed by a hair’s breadth.

She was like a white butterfly weaving through a torrential storm, untouched by a single drop.

“…まさか……(How is that possible…)”

Aside from Yano Hotaru, the one most shocked was undoubtedly Lin Yu.

She had personally witnessed this attack before—how it had wiped out an entire nest of 【Primordial Species】!

In her eyes, this was unquestionably Yano Hotaru’s strongest finishing move.

And yet now…

“Hehe…”

“Hehehe…”

A low, soft laugh crept into everyone’s ears.

Seraphine suddenly came to a stop and slowly raised that slender, jade-like hand—

“Humm—”

The energy round that should have detonated on contact froze the instant it touched her fingertip, like a tamed little bird obediently halting in midair.

Immediately after, its trajectory was forcibly deflected.

“Whoosh—BOOM!”

It brushed past Seraphine’s cheek and slammed violently into the wall behind her, blasting out a charred, blackened crater.

But that was only the beginning.

“The second one.”

“The third.”

Seraphine no longer merely evaded.

She began to advance straight into the sky-filling barrage.

She danced atop the Grim Reaper’s scythe.

A light tap of her fingertips, a gentle flick of her palm.

Those rampaging currents of destruction became obedient ribbons in her hands, tracing dazzling yet harmless arcs through the air in time with her steps.

One step.

Two steps.

She elegantly passed through the net of fire, closing in on the dumbstruck magical girls.

“You’re far too impatient, little one.”

Seraphine stopped less than ten meters from Yano Hotaru and spoke softly.

There was no killing intent in that voice—only the pleasure of an elder instructing a junior.

She tilted her head slightly, those pink eyes filled with boundless tenderness gazing at the pale-faced Yano Hotaru.

“Your power is passable… but such rough play without any foreplay…”

“—It gets boring, you know?”

She turned around, making no move to attack, and instead bowed gracefully to everyone present, like an actor taking a curtain call.

“Still, speaking of which… I really should thank you naughty children.”

“If you hadn’t driven those dull believers into desperation, if you hadn’t disrupted that rigid little ritual…”

“The one stepping onto the stage from subspace this time would never have been me.”

“Ah… such an unexpected delight…”

Seraphine extended her unnaturally long tongue and slowly licked her crimson lips.

“How exactly should I thank you all, I wonder…?”

At that very moment—

“BOOOOOOM!!!!!”

A thunderous explosion abruptly cut off her monologue!

From deep within the smoke-choked ruins, a blood-red fist came hurtling forth!

The拳风 howled, the terrifying heat distorting even the air itself.

However—

“Pa.”

A crisp, light sound rang out.

Seraphine did not even turn her head.

Her left hand—seemingly boneless and delicate—spread open its fingers.

And just like that, it firmly caught the iron fist wreathed in bloodflame!

“BOOM—!!!”

Two extremes of power collided in her palm!

A horrifying shockwave erupted instantly, pulverizing the marble floor beneath Seraphine’s feet into dust.

Spiderweb-like cracks raced wildly across the entire exhibition hall.

Yet Seraphine’s body did not move an inch.

Not even the curve of her hair was disturbed.

She slowly turned her head.

There was no trace of panic on that flawless face—only the delighted surprise of discovering a new toy.

“So that’s how it is.”

She looked at the ferocious giant before her, pity and mockery flowing through her gaze.

“That beast who does nothing but drool upon the Brass Throne…”

“So it left its claw marks on you?”

“ROAR—!!!”

Luo Shaotian answered with an even more violent bellow.

He tried to yank his fist back and launch another attack.

But he found that his hand was stuck in her palm as if welded there, utterly immovable.

“How pitiful…”

Seraphine sighed softly, her other hand gently stroking Luo Shaotian’s thick, vein-bulging arm.

“It only taught you how to destroy…”

“How to squander violence like a mindless brute.”

“And yet it wouldn’t even grant you the pleasure of enjoyment?”

“What staggering… stinginess and dullness.”

Her voice grew softer and softer, yet increasingly dangerous.

“In that case… let this kind-hearted angel complete your broken soul for you.”

“ROOOOAR—!!!”

Bloodfire erupted violently from Luo Shaotian’s body as he struggled desperately against the strange restraint.

“Shhh—!”

Seraphine raised a finger and pressed it lightly to his lips.

“Humm—!”

The instant her words fell.

A wave of pink spiritual pressure, ten times more terrifying than before, exploded outward with Seraphine at its center!

“Ugh—!!!”

The magical girls in the distance did not even have time to scream.

That force was no longer a gentle push at their backs—it became a massive mountain, crushing mercilessly onto their spines!

“Crack…”

Chen Bing’s knees slammed heavily into the ground, her massive shield nearly slipping from her grasp.

Yano Hotaru was pressed completely flat, unable to move even a finger.

Even Luo Shaotian, a Favored Divine Chosen wielding tyrannical godly power, was forced to bend at the waist and lower his head, as though bowing before this angel.

“Heh…”

Watching the man before her who still glared as if he wanted to tear her apart even while suppressed,

Seraphine suddenly revealed a cold smile brimming with malice.

She slowly lifted that flawless, bare crimson foot.

“Pa.”

That foot came down lightly—yet irresistibly—upon Luo Shaotian’s rough cheek.

The arch tightened, toes gently rubbing against his burning skin.

It was the ultimate humiliation—and also the ultimate provocation.

“Ah… such scorching eyes! Such delicious killing intent!”

She leaned down, her exquisite face nearly brushing the tip of Luo Shaotian’s nose.

“I can feel it… even if that beast’s wrath has burned your mind to ashes, deep within your soul…”

“There’s still some hollow void that cannot be filled.”

“You child… you must possess something you crave so desperately that you’d cling to it even if you fell into hell itself—”

Seraphine leaned close to Luo Shaotian’s still-bleeding ear.

Her forked tongue slipped out like a serpent’s, gently licking it.

A maddening, electrifying sensation surged straight up his spine.

“So… don’t be shy.”

Her voice grew thick and moist, drilling directly into Luo Shaotian’s mind.

“Let me see…”

“That so-called ‘object of your desire’…”

“—Just what is it, exactly?”

The tongue pushed deeper, finally plunging straight inside…

“…Object of desire?”

Even pinned to the ground and unable to move by that dreadful pink pressure, Lin Yu still keenly caught those words.

To be honest, she was curious too.

Given how dire the situation had become, she had already guessed eight or nine parts out of ten about Luo Shaotian’s mutation.

It seemed that the psychic suppressants Xiao Xue had developed had finally reached their limit.

The contamination lurking within him had been fully catalyzed by some extreme emotion.

“Ha… I really shouldn’t underestimate spatial contamination…”

Bitterness welled up in Lin Yu’s heart.

But…

Seraphine claimed that it was because of an “object of desire” that the contaminating power had swollen and invaded?

Lin Yu was puzzled.

This guy… what else could he possibly crave?

Young, already a civil servant—sure, dismissed now, but still well-paid.

Handsome, fit.

A textbook life-winner, wasn’t he?!

If some miserable wage s*ave who has to transform into a magical girl just to pay the mortgage falls because of “money” or “love,” that’s one thing.

But Luo Shaotian…

Could it really be money too?

Or…

Did he just want to “advance” too badly?

As Lin Yu’s thoughts ran wild—

“Hehehehehehahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha—”

A burst of hysterical laughter suddenly erupted from Seraphine’s mouth.

Those pink eyes no longer focused on Luo Shaotian, but slowly turned, finally landing on Lin Yu lying on the ground.

Lin Yu’s scalp went numb.

Her heart skipped a beat.

What… was this thing planning to do?

Seraphine withdrew her gaze, a cruel curve forming at the corner of her lips.

She extended that slender palm and gently covered Luo Shaotian’s eyes, blocking his vision.

“So pitiful… craving something to the point of madness, yet still disguising yourself as a saint.”

Her voice grew light and cheerful, as though she were hosting an unveiling ceremony.

“In that case, let this kind-hearted angel…”

“Help you realize this wish~”

“Are you ready? The surprise is coming~”

“—3.”

With the countdown, Seraphine’s naked body began to undergo a bizarre transformation.

A dreamlike pink radiance enveloped her, her tall figure rapidly shrinking and reshaping.

“—2.”

As the light flowed, the soft rustle of fabric forming filled the air.

A black sailor collar appeared out of thin air, and a dark-blue pleated skirt swayed gently.

Her mercury-like long hair quickly darkened to inky black, becoming soft and glossy, the tips curling slightly as they fell over her shoulders.

Even those bare feet were wrapped in finely textured black tights, finally stepping into a pair of round-toed brown loafers.

“—1.”

The radiance faded.

That lofty Angel of Ecstasy was gone.

In her place stood a high school girl around 160 centimeters tall, with a delicate, cute face—and a surprisingly ample chest.

The instant Lin Yu saw that figure, she felt all the blood in her body freeze!

“Wha—”

Her mouth fell open, eyes wide.

That bastard… that damned succubus… actually turned into—!!!

“Mmm~”

The small hand covering Luo Shaotian’s eyes moved away with a hint of playful mischief.

Luo Shaotian’s savagery froze the instant his vision returned.

The world seemed to stop.

That figure that haunted his soul…

That made him struggle every night with guilt…

That he had sold his soul to an evil god just to see once more…

Stood there vividly, right in front of him.

The girl bent forward slightly, hands clasped behind her back, head tilted.

Those bright, lively black-and-white eyes blinked as she smiled sweetly, a trace of slyness mixed in.

“Hey, mister~”

“Long time no see~”

“Did you miss Lulu?”

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