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

Tears continued to flow.

But she had forgotten why she was crying.

It's like forgetting something, something extremely important, that you just can't remember no matter what.

Did something just appear?

When she looked up, all she could remember was a group of hatchers that had been blown apart.

The power of cause and effect even caused them to dissipate like flying sand, even after abandoning their former hearts.

The fear of death permeated the cluster.

"How is this possible? The power created by the wishes and miracles of just a group of people can actually be on par with the Beast of the End? This is unreasonable!"

The scattered incubators' voices grew increasingly urgent.

Having abandoned emotional constraints, the incubators, whose emotions ran rampant, were scattered everywhere.

The voice grew faster and more irritable!

"He couldn't possibly have foreseen this step... It was just a coincidence, absolutely, it could only be a coincidence!"

No matter how many times it is overwritten, modified, or contaminated.

There was only one name that everyone was calling out.

There is only one magical girl who has everyone's support and who offers their wishes and miracles.

There is no room for anyone else, or any other identity, to be involved!

This is the only existence observed among all life forms that have undergone thirty million reincarnations!

The incubators formed a dense, overwhelming barrier in front of the World Tree, and the cluster's consciousness screamed!

"What incredible luck, Ziyuan! Just by luck, you've ruined tens of thousands of years of our hard work and preparation!"

"I've already said it."

A longbow appeared in the hand of the platinum-gold magical girl. "It's Coco."

Despite bearing the identity and past of Shion, she still maintains her true self.

Stepping onto the other shore.

One certificate is valid forever.

The platinum-gold-haired girl drew a longbow larger than her entire body.

In a daze, his figure seemed to overlap with that purple figure.

But in the end, it was still a burning platinum sun.

The suffering of all living beings, and the hope to overcome suffering, are transformed on her bowstring into a brilliant light that illuminates the entire chaos and void!

Everything is being destroyed.

But a new world was rebuilt upon her arrows.

The records in purple and red intertwined, finally stabilizing and beginning to turn transparent.

The incubators watched in despair and restlessness as the miracle of all living beings transformed into a great sun and devoured them, their voices gradually rising.

Finally, I abandoned all reason.

It reverts to its original status as a small animal, letting out a roar like a wild beast.

Why do something so meaningless?

"Death and destruction are inevitable in the future; the laws of nature will never disappear."

Why are you so obsessed with destroying the World Tree?

"The world we painstakingly built, a more stable world where magical girls and humans live happily ever after! What reason did you have to destroy it?!"

Then, the incubators saw Coco tilt her head slightly.

Her profile, turned to the side, subtly resembled that of the boy.

Perhaps it's just my imagination, or perhaps it isn't.

After all, they were family, connected by blood.

It's quite normal for people to look somewhat similar from certain angles.

But when Coco slightly curled the corners of her mouth, revealed a smile, and looked over...

It was as if that boy had truly been reborn, making the originally roaring incubator...

Everyone fell silent.

But the aura before my eyes was definitely not like that.

She maintains her independent individual consciousness, yet she has also been influenced by some of his appearance.

It was as if the girl was constantly chasing that figure, and finally retracing the path she had walked before.

It was as if we were gradually merging with him.

"Of course, for everyone's future."

She was spouting perfect, magical girl lines.

Then came another bright smile.

"And also, I hate the world you created because—"

He released his fingers from the bowstring, and the arrow gleamed.

The World Tree was unveiled amidst cheers from the crowd.

Destroy them all!

"The plagiarism is rampant."

Chapter 394 Immortal and Indestructible! (5000 words, requesting monthly votes)

After the momentary destruction, all was silent.

Coco's figure was swallowed up.

She stretched out her hand, and before her lay endless darkness.

The long passage of time has been swallowed up by the long void.

But it will eventually be celebrated in the name of her birthday.

They're making a comeback.

The long nightmare ended abruptly with the end of childhood.

Fragments of the World Tree, scattered like stars yet also scattered far and wide.

Like candles waiting to be blown out during a birthday celebration.

Heaven and earth are like the palm of a hand; we clasp our hands together before the candlelight to pray for blessings and piece together a shattered future.

When she opened her eyes, she gently blew a breath.

The last remnants vanished into the darkness.

Only the girl's soft humming remained.

The song was ethereal; if it was for a birthday celebration, it seemed somewhat melancholic.

But if it's for a funeral, it inevitably seems a bit too lighthearted.

In the chaos and nothingness, a torrential downpour began.

Ink surged into view like a tide, until the enormous sun disc barely touched the water's surface.

That moment of brilliance dyed the water's surface with dazzling splendor.

Looking back along the rippling waves, what lies on the water's surface is a white, knee-high boot. Mysterious and exquisite golden runes are printed on the side of the boot shaft, and brilliant sunlight flows out from the boot.

The water surface was being poured.

The white boots slowly melted in the blazing light reflected on the water's surface, like molten white wax.

The girl's calves were long and slender, and she walked faster and faster on the water, while her boots melted faster and faster.

The skin exposed from the melted boots radiated a faint warmth, fair and smooth.

As she walked, the water began to surge, and the slightly murky water splashed onto her round calves, which had just been peeled from their shells, adding a few refreshing dewdrops to her fair and smooth calves.

Before long, the dewdrops became scalding hot and slid down the curves of the calves. The melted wax had already slid down the calves, along the ankles, and dripped into the water.

Some of the white wax, reluctant to fall, with a hint of gold, clung to the spaces between her toes until the girl quickened her pace, then reluctantly wrapped around her toes for a long time before finally falling off.

Her bare feet were as light as a fawn wading through water, and her melting shoes were as thick as lava, churning the surface of the water where she stepped before cooling and hardening into solid ground.

The ripples left by the blowing wind on the water's surface, after cooling, become either mountain peaks or secluded valleys.

The dew on our feet took root and sprouted in the cracks of the rocks, and moss crawled out of the valley and crowded the mountain peaks.

It then spread into a boundless grassland.

Wave after wave of wind swept across the grasslands, creating endless forests. The wind howled through the treetops, stirring up layers of waves, and amidst the howling, bright lights shone through the gaps in the leaves.

The outline of the world gradually became clear behind her, sketching out a familiar shape.

First is Beihai, then downstream from Beihai is Jiangming, and further upstream is Hulin...

Coco stopped and silently recited the names of those cities in her mind, but she didn't recognize the ones further away.

But the light emanating from her was recognizable; that light dissipated from her body and, towards the distance, constructed cities she did not recognize.

The girl removed the intricate patterns from her clothes and adorned the dark sky.

Each star illuminates the dark sky.

The endless night was finally illuminated, leaving it riddled with holes.

She traced the hard skyline with her fingertips, and when she let go, the skyline was swallowed up by the lights.

Coco held a stream of light in her hands. Each point of the light flowing from her body was like a living firefly. She exerted a little force and splashed the stream of light out, causing the fireflies to scatter and fly away.