Apocalypse, then transforming into a magical girl

Deep within the monster's enormous body, in what could be considered its chest cavity, a lump of flesh, incongruous with its surroundings, was firmly parasitizing within.

Unlike the deformed creatures the two had encountered before, this deformed creature seemed to have a stronger sense of self than its kind.

The head that originally belonged to that old man had almost lost all consciousness and existed merely as an operational amplifier in this terrifying field, broadcasting that forgotten power to a very distant place.

The deformed fetus could clearly sense that the things in the minds of these two tiny beings, which could be called memories, had been completely suppressed by this field and could not appear in their minds for the time being.

However, the deformed fetus keenly sensed something was amiss.

The resistance of these two prey seemed to be more tenacious than that of any of the others it had encountered.

Previously, there were also humans with strong will who, after losing all their memories, were able to resist its attacks by instinct. However, such resistance usually did not last long, and soon they would completely turn into walking corpses.

However, these two people are different, completely different.

The two's instantaneous reaction ability, or intuition, was still operating with an incredibly high efficiency that it could not comprehend at all.

Although their "past" has been completely suppressed, they are still able to firmly grasp the "present".

The deformed creature believed that the two people had become an empty shell, possessing only the ability to react momentarily. However, these two shells, which it perceived as empty shells, actually posed a challenge to it.

The deformed creature attempted to launch an even more ferocious attack, with a dozen pale tentacles that had transformed into bone spurs attacking the two from all directions.

Faced with such an attack, the two people in front of them remained expressionless.

Xia Zhaozhao's pupils reflected the impending point of attack. Her brain did not engage in any thought or analysis; she simply relied on intuition to drive her body.

With his left hand, he precisely parried one of the bone spikes that came at him first with a machete. At the same time, he used the momentum to slide back half a step, just enough to avoid another bone spike that came from the front.

He infused his right hand with magic, and the sword swung upwards along with the momentum of his sliding step, the tip leaving a trail of afterimages in the air, directly severing the other two tentacles that were attacking Little Green.

When her so-called self was reduced to mere intuition, her movements became so fluid they seemed inhuman; each block was executed with minimal amplitude and minimal movement.

Just as Xia Zhaozhao blocked several attacks and created an opportunity to attack, Xiao Lü behind her also moved.

Xiao Lü's eyes were equally vacant, yet her intuition allowed her to clearly grasp the opportunity created by Xia Zhaozhao.

Without the slightest hesitation, the ice spikes that had been gathered beside her shot towards the monster's body, blasting three holes in its surface and scattering gray debris everywhere.

The teratoma cannot feel pain, but it can feel its solid body surface being damaged, especially if such attacks have occurred several times.

It couldn't understand why these two prey, who had lost their memories, could cooperate so perfectly.

It was as if something connected them, allowing them to fight side by side.

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Bai Shuyuan silently crossed out "1990" in her notebook and wrote "1940?".

She could already hear the sounds of battle coming from not far away.

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The deformed fetus felt anger for the first time, anger stemming from incomprehension.

More tentacles sprouted from this body.

This time, it no longer attempts to attack on an even scale.

Based on the combat logic it gleaned from the fragments of memory, it deduced that the white-haired individual was the "shield," while the green-haired individual was the "spear."

It poured all its malice into the green figure that kept firing ice spikes, trying to break this cooperation that it couldn't understand.

However, just as all the bone spurs changed direction and attacked Xiao Lü like a storm, Xia Zhaozhao's figure once again instantly blocked Xiao Lü's path.

The magic made the longsword emit a dazzling light, and she countered each move, resulting in a series of dense metallic clanging sounds.

Xia Zhaozhao's body trembled slightly under the enormous impact, but she did not retreat even half a step, blocking all the attacks aimed at Xiao Lü.

Then, countless ice crystals erupted from Little Green's center. The ice crystals gradually turned into ice shards, which, accompanied by a cold current, swept forward.

Countless icicles pierced the monster's body with a "plop plop plop" sound, and then burst open one after another, causing the gray substance on its surface to peel off piece by piece.

The deformed creature couldn't understand why, after their memories were stripped away, these two prey not only didn't collapse but instead unleashed such powerful fighting strength.

His attacks seemed to have no effect on them.

This time, the deformed fetus felt fear, a fear based on its instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm.

The instinct of fear made it want to retreat, to get away from these two incomprehensible monsters. However, this body was not good at this.

It could only continue to drive its pale tentacles to launch futile attacks.

This time, however, the attack rhythm was disrupted. Some of the tentacles obeyed the commands, while others instinctively tried to retract.

Little Green noticed this.

A deep blue magic gathered in her hand, forming a crystal-clear icicle.

The ice spear was thrown, piercing its body silently.

This was the last thing the deformed fetus saw. Then, it felt those fragments of memory, which it could not understand, pour out like a burst dam at that moment.

Then, its consciousness was instantly frozen.

The chill emanating from the ice spear spread throughout his body, eventually freezing his body, along with the deformed creature itself, into an ice sculpture.

Further down, an implosion occurred inside the ice sculpture, and the cracks on the surface continued to spread. In the end, the entire ice sculpture shattered into dust.

That space, where one could forget everything, vanished without a trace.

Memories, like a flood bursting its banks, rushed back into their minds in an instant. Countless fragments intertwined and recombine, ultimately converging into their unique "past."

"...Wow, I remember now."

"Me too."

When Bai Shuyuan arrived at the scene, the battle was nearing its end.

She simply stood silently to the side, quietly watching the scene unfold before her.

"I see."

Even after forgetting everything, emotions and bonds cannot be erased. The stolen memories ultimately become the sharp spear that pierces the monster.

In addition, redundant threads for processing other emotions such as fear and hesitation have been almost entirely shut down, requiring only interaction with the final instruction—the so-called anchor point.

This unfortunate malformed creature created two powerful fighting monsters of its own.

Without this field that can strip away memories, its demise might have been even slower.