Starting with "The Demonic Cultivation," I had no choice but to pretend to be a magical gi

She glanced at those who were indeed of the demonic path, then at Fengling, who seemed to have everything under control, and for the first time, she deeply doubted her own judgment as a Golden Core cultivator.

"Since you're all here, then don't leave."

Wind Chime spoke silently, finally abandoning her crossed-arms pose, and suddenly swung her hand downwards.

"go!"

The countless light blades behind him obeyed the command instantly, and with a piercing sound of air being torn apart, they poured down like a torrential rain on the charging demonic path.

"Boom boom boom boom—!"

The purplish-black flames instantly engulfed the monster charging at the forefront.

The flames exploded, and the shockwave swept across, blowing seven or eight GG cards away, their fragments shattering and scattering across the ground.

"Holy crap, this young man! He's really brave in this big situation."

The young internet celebrity, holding a selfie stick, was knocked over by the blast wave and landed on her backside. But her phone remained incredibly steady, the lens fixed firmly on the still-churning dust.

While the association reimburses the majority of the damage caused by magical girls during battle, the girls themselves still need to pay a symbolic fine.

The greater the damage, the heavier the fine, which can even result in the deduction of all income for the month.

Not only her, but also a group of people who were fleeing in panic stopped.

Some of the braver ones didn't even bother to find cover; they just held up their phones, snapping photos and flashing them more intensely than the fighting itself.

In just a few dozen seconds.

The hashtags like "Mysterious Dark Magical Girl Blasts Audition Site" and "Shocking News! Demonic Cultivator Disguised as Passerby Attempts to Massacre Stadium" have already begun to gain popularity.

Meanwhile, behind the massive glass curtain wall of the Iris Stadium.

Several magical girls who remained on duty were pressed against the glass, staring in disbelief at the chaotic scene outside.

At this moment, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, completely confused about what was going on.

"Who is that? When did a magical girl appear in our area?"

"Never seen this before... This is too bold. Isn't it afraid of causing resentment and losing popularity by creating this kind of dark and magical costume?"

Stop guessing!

A soft, sweet voice interrupted the discussion.

The crowd parted, and a magical girl in a pink tutu stepped out.

It was Anna, the captain of the third patrol squad, who had dealt with Wind Chime the previous night.

She looked at the figure outside, bit her lip, and her expression was very complicated.

"She is the magical girl Kazechi."

Anna gripped her staff tightly and spoke.

"She must be a wild, untrained magical girl. I saw her last night... She's very strong."

"Wind chimes? Never heard of them."

Is now the time to be struggling with a name?

The pink-clad magical girl suddenly turned around, her delicate face full of seriousness, and pointed at the group of monsters wreaking havoc outside, shouting.

"Those are all demonic cultivators, the real demonic cultivators! If these things wreak havoc on our mission and ruin the preliminary selection, what do you think the association will think?"

The magical girls calmed down immediately.

Withholding wages is a minor issue, but if it's deemed serious dereliction of duty, leading to a sharp drop in popularity or even being blacklisted, then the problem becomes much more serious.

"Everyone, follow me and get going!"

Anna kicked open the side door, and the tip of her staff lit up.

"Everyone, hurry and help! Let's get this under control! Charge!"

At this moment, the battle in the square in front of the stadium had entered a fierce stage.

The demonic monster that was first hit by the light blades was not completely dead. Despite its injuries, it used the berserk secret technique.

His bulging muscles expanded again, and little by little, he charged out of the smoke and dust despite the heavy fire, his demonic weapon, imbued with immense force, slamming into Feng Ling's waist.

If this hits hard, that wretched magical girl in front of me will turn into two and a half magical girls.

"Go to hell!"

"Tsk, its vitality is quite tenacious."

The wind chimes remained motionless, and I silently complained to myself.

Then, beneath the purplish-black magical girl, the shadow suddenly came to life, leaping up like a venomous snake and tightly coiling around the monster.

This move was powerful, but Nightingale was already rolling around in her sea of ​​consciousness.

"This kind of trash... this kind of trash, how could it be worthy of being suppressed with such pure demonic true essence? Hold back your power, you could have taken it down with just 20% of your strength."

She spent the entire day cultivating her golden core, but with Feng Ling's extravagant treatment, not only did her condition not improve at all, it actually worsened.

This is simply unbearable.

"You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub; even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit. Don't you understand what it means to save when you should and spend when you should?"

The wind chimes were getting a little annoyed by the noise, and they silently complained.

If the debut of a magical girl is so shabby, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse? Even the people making Masked Rider know to go all out with special effects when a new form is first introduced.

Running out of funds and resorting to haphazard punches is a later issue; the initial visual effects must be top-notch.

"I have a brilliant plan. You just need to focus on repairing the Golden Core and providing me with demonic true essence. I have a lot more to consider."

Feng Ling's expression remained unchanged; she simply raised her palm, and a blackish-purple arc of electricity gathered in her hand.

Then clench your fist and swing it out suddenly.

"boom!"

A surging wave of air erupted as the seemingly delicate, fair fist struck the monster directly. The difference between extreme motion and extreme stillness was minuscule.

The shadows clinging to the monster crumbled inch by inch, scattering countless particle effects in all directions. Then came a deep, heart-stopping thud.

The demonic monster froze.

The next second, the massive body crashed to the ground, collapsing from the inside out and merging into the swirling particle effects, leaving no trace of its existence in the original spot.

Instant kill, reduced to ashes.

The remaining few demonic cultivators, who were about to swarm forward, stopped abruptly upon seeing this scene, staring in horror at the petite figure whose skirt was perfectly straight.

Is this supposed to be a magical girl? Her methods are even more ruthless than those of a demonic cultivator!

Before they could decide whether to run or fight, several colorful streaks of light swept in from the stadium.

"Miss Wind Chime, we're here to help you!"

Anna, the pink-clad magical girl, took the lead, her staff glowing brightly, from which a dazzling beam of light shot out, blasting the nearest mage several meters away.

The magical girls who followed landed one after another. Although their formation was somewhat scattered, their aura was overwhelming.

"Evil demonic path, prepare to die!"