Starting with magical girls, I'll reign supreme for eternity.

The goal is to make the existence of the North Sea itself disappear amidst decay and prosperity, replacing it with the world bubble of the Disaster Realm.

This is the only way to save the world from disaster.

Even a fully-fledged magical girl cannot conjure a phantom into reality out of thin air.

Therefore, the only option is to embed the entire Disaster Realm into the New World, using the rules of the New World to transform the World Bubble into reality.

Thus, the power of withering and flourishing fell from Mankai's hands this time.

The Nine-Bend Yellow River Three-Flower Fairy Array in all regions collapsed at the same time!

North Sea.

With one hand, Bing Tang pressed down on the cocoa lotus and blue-and-white porcelain, and a huge mirror unfolded in front of her. She stood alone under the crack at the top, blocking the rampant decay and prosperity.

The residents below are still affected and aging, but they don't even have the strength to cry out.

Yu Mo, who could have left with the wind, along with Si Ye and Liu Ye, were now at the forefront, their magical armor beginning to shatter.

All of Qinghua's puppets began to grow branches and moss, gradually becoming part of the cycle of life and death, and Qinghua herself was also affected.

"It's all over, it's all over, it's all over! I should have collected more sect master puppets..." Qinghua cried, trying to hold on.

Jiang Ming's crystal melted rapidly like ice. The awakened Qian Jing and Shui Ling huddled together, trembling. With nowhere to escape, the people of Jiang Ming City desperately cried for help.

The sword energy in South China eventually began to fall behind the speed of Ku Rong's expansion and was gradually pushed back into South China!

Blackberry, who had previously left, reappeared in South China, bringing out its Miracle Seed, accompanied by the Incubators it hadn't brought in a long time.

The intention was to counter this by opening the floodgates to full capacity.

Magical girls from various disaster relief bureaus were also rushing to the disaster-stricken areas, but seeing the terrifying speed at which the devastation was spreading, many magical girls could only close their eyes and sigh helplessly.

As Lingmei watched and listened to all of this, she suddenly felt an indescribable pain and sorrow.

Tears kept streaming down her face.

The once-powerful realm of calamities was the same; they fought with all their might against the enemy, but ultimately left nothing behind. Defeat renders everything meaningless, unremembered, and reduced to nothingness...

What should the people of Beihai do to save the disaster-stricken area? What should the others do?

As her memories gradually returned, Lingmei suddenly realized something and turned around abruptly.

Even when fully open, one can sense that aura.

My heart skipped a beat.

It even made him a little more conscious.

How could it still be alive amidst the power of decay and prosperity? Wasn't it almost lifeless just now?

"His witch potion has been destroyed, making it impossible for him to transform into Witch Shion. The Golden Calamity Dragon King has been defeated, leaving only Magical Girl Shion..."

A voice echoed in her mind, causing her consciousness to blur once more.

Purple magic power is now continuously overflowing from the lush branches and leaves that originally swallowed the Golden Calamity Dragon King.

From dripping like a leaky faucet, little by little, to flowing out continuously, more and more.

Until it begins to gush!

Soon, the withering and flourishing of the flowers, plants and trees was like a dam bursting, unable to stop the rampaging magic!

"Heaven and earth are ruthless."

Only now did a sound drift from the withered and flourishing landscape.

The world bubble below.

Looking up, Ruoyun's pupils dilated, and she slowly opened her mouth, "Wait...why..."

Hyacinth trembled with excitement, her eyes fixed on Ruoyun's expression, not wanting to miss a single detail.

Helen looked up, her face blank. "Huh? What happened? Who transformed?"

The magic roared as it burst out of the crack, rushed into the North Sea, and then surged towards East and South China!

The struggling Bing Tang, along with the other disciples from various regions, simultaneously raised their heads, their eyes fixed intently on the purple waves. They all smiled easily, some even giving up resistance and opening up.

"It's so slow today, Sect Master..."

South China.

Bai Mei opened one eye, looked at the sky with a gentle smile, and put away her staff and sword.

Blackberry, who had originally planned to fully bloom, stared blankly at the purple magic that had reappeared, and stopped moving for a moment.

When the incubator beside her urged her on, she simply stuffed the incubator back into the miracle seed.

It's her again...

I felt a mix of excitement and bewilderment, but gazing at the purple magic, I finally felt a sense of peace and ease.

Then, turning back to look at everyone who was worried, she smiled brightly and said, "It's alright, everyone! The purple-clad people have come to our rescue again!"

North China.

Jin Cha and Hong Mian, who were still sighing inside the headquarters, and many of the magical girls from the Disaster Management Bureau, saw purple magic spreading everywhere.

They all immediately stood up and cheered loudly.

The people who had been grieving and wailing everywhere fell silent.

I gazed intently at the purple flames in the sky, their magnificent and boundless light spreading across the world.

As if in prayer or making a wish, he tremblingly raised his withered, aged hand toward the purple flames!

"Treating all things as straw dogs."

Accompanied by the final transformed word, it resounded throughout the heavens and earth, penetrating into everyone's ears.

Then, the bells rang out with an even more stirring and magnificent sound than ever before!

Purple magic fell like rain, irrigating the withered and aged man, gradually making his thin body and arms full and healthy!

After everything calmed down.

The world has returned to its original state!

Chapter 270 All are ants beneath the Purple Orchid! (8000 words, seeking monthly votes)

"Where's the prince? Where's the prince?! Help!"

"Damn it, we've fallen for their trap! Our teammates are all down, hurry and revive them!!"

"...Denied, confirmed to be inside an S-class calamity beast, the prince will not provide reinforcements...beep, Alice No. 10000 suggests that everyone should immediately strike the power reactor three times and self-destruct."

"Damn it, you piece of junk! Didn't you say that magical girl was a thief who stole the fully-developed technology from the Land of Mirrors, and that we should catch her first?!"

"No, no, what is this?! Oh dear, it's sprouting!! It's sprouting on my head!"

"Holy crap, it's grown red hair!"

"Mr. Stam, I'm not feeling well. It's like my energy is being drained away..."

"Hey, wake up! Wake up! Someone explain this to us..."

"...Alice confirmed that there are special rules covering... currently absorbing everyone's life force and magic power at the level of 'Fully Activated'..."

"Full Bloom? Someone in the Disaster Realm has reached Full Bloom? Is she going to absorb us in her Full Bloom?"

"A newborn!!!"

"...Help! Help! I don't want to die! I can't die!"

"Quick, quick!! Anyone will do! Anyone will do! Please save us!"

"...Qingyun Sect! Qingyun Sect! Please! Come and save us...! There are monstrous beasts here..."

It's so noisy.

As consciousness began to return and the darkness faded, one could gradually discern the noises that had been echoing around, the noises that had been bothering and unsettling one after another.

It was an endless stream of wailing and lamentation.

When the white fox awoke from her coma, she saw the forest.

A group of eerie forests resembling humans are constantly emitting mournful cries.

Looking around, it was no longer the bubble world I had been in before. The sky had become an inverted garden, the surrounding buildings were covered with plants, and even my body was covered with mushrooms and moss.

You can feel life gradually fading away; the feeling of aging and exhaustion makes it difficult for the white fox to move.

She struggled to her feet and went into the forest to investigate the situation. When she tried to understand why these trees, which had grown into human-like shapes, were crying, she discovered that she herself was beginning to turn into a tree.

Only then did I realize that this forest was actually a member of the old world...

The strongest magical girl in the Great Forest Realm, Qianying, has now been cut in half at the waist, with half of the tree trunk lying on the ground; the three magical girls who were once borrowed by Qinghua lie neatly in a row, flattened like a carpet.

There were other Old World people who had not fully transformed into trees, their bodies covered with wildly growing plants and flowers, withered and old, their expressions gloomy, struggling with difficulty.

In the Mirror Kingdom, a whole bunch of Alices lay dead, except for one that was still relatively intact, sitting atop a tall pile of Alices.

The mushrooms hanging from the branches offered only a feeble response to the struggles of the others.

"...Scrap metal, can it still self-destruct now? We can't let her suck it like this..."

"Beep, world ghost, it's too late."

"Haha..." The old world people, having received their answer, smiled with relief. "Damn the Disaster World, damn the Mirror Country..."

"You immortals?!"

With a final cry, this member of the old world completely transformed into an old tree, his raised middle finger growing into the longest branch!

More and more people from the old world are starting to give up.

"Disaster Realm! Disaster Realm!!"

Some people cursed and shed tears of blood, then turned into giant mushrooms after losing consciousness.

More and more people turned into Sun-shrooms, Smoke-shrooms, Timid-shrooms, Enchanted-shrooms, Destroyer-shrooms, Ice-shrooms, Poogie-shrooms, Super Pink-shrooms, Dungeon Master-shrooms...

The white fox listened to the many voices around it—terrified, frightened, angry, and desperate—all the wailing and howling were drowned out by the terrifying rules, and the forest gradually grew into a larger forest.

An atmosphere of despair permeated the once vibrant forest, emanating a thick aura of death and silence.