Starting from a Magical Girl, Dominating Eternity-Chapter 208 - 77: Holy Hall Strongman

When the old woman flew up from the ruins of the leather factory, Twin realized that the opponent wasn't a complete Witch.

It was simply that she had enough Filthy Magic Power and used it to mend her wounds.

But, what was the cost?

The immense Filthy Magic Power caused her mind to become unstable.

It should be said she was already mad.

Filthy Magic Power isn't easy to use; outside of the complete Witches who experiment from a young age, ordinary people using Filthy Magic Power beyond a certain limit is essentially suicide.

Clearly, the old hag before them was at that stage.

Twin loved watching this scene.

"Cyan Cloud Sect! The Magical Girls of Cyan Cloud Sect! You deserve to die, go die, die!"

Yes, yes, that's it, incoherent, rambling, yes, this is what I want to see.

"Give me back my son's life!"

Continue, continue~ scream a couple more times, Twin loved hearing the howls of madmen indulging in Filthy Magic Power.

The look she always wanted to see was this expression, this frenzied display of slinging Magic Power everywhere, confused and frantic.

This is the kind of Witch she wanted to see!

Twin almost wished to get a small stool, grab some snacks, and watch from the side.

She couldn't stand waiting, hehehe.

"Give me back my son..."

Vast Sword Qi erupted from within the old hag!

The thick Filthy Magic Power, under Bai Mei's sharpened and bizarre sword qi, shattered like tofu, like thin paper, instantly splitting apart.

Along with the body, blood and flesh splattered!

Qian Jing hurriedly hid behind her teacher as the pouring Filthy Magic Power was blocked by the sword qi.

Only Twin was splashed all over with Filthy Magic Power and immediately went silent.

"Senior sister, I just changed my clothes!"

Turning her head, she noticed a trickle of blood at Bai Mei's mouth, a tear rolling down her cheek.

Twin didn't dare to say much.

Wow, crying for that old hag, is senior sister this sentimental?

Coughed violently twice, Bai Mei looked down covering her mouth.

Then sprayed some eye drops for herself.

Though the spicy ramen sauce was painful, she found that it was great for inducing tears.

Further enhancing the sword cultivator persona.

But she dared not eat spicy ramen sauce again, so one hand held ketchup, the other, eye drops.

Though the process was a bit complicated, with a few practices, it wasn't too hard for Bai Mei.

Taking a deep breath, her expression turned serious:

"Only by acting at the most critical moment will Jiangming City recognize the greatness of Cyan Cloud Sect, voluntarily submitting to us."

"Let the name of Cyan Cloud Sect resonate throughout Jiangming!"

...

"Leader Chi Lian, leave it to us!"

In the pitch-black warehouse, the bald man who had just finished a meeting with Chi Lian and others turned off the Crystal Ball.

His originally arrogant face quickly shifted to one nearly in tears, "It's, it's like this, your teacher should still be searching for other Witch Association strongholds, this is the latest information I could get!"

Not far ahead of him stood a Magical Girl wielding a submachine gun.

Though it looked comical, and if it were other Witch Association members, they would probably disdain it.

After all, modern firearms against Polluted Magic Power could only be described as tragic.

They can hardly penetrate the defense of Polluted Magic Power.

Even biochemical weapons are powerless against Filthy Magic Power.

Initially, the bald man thought the same, but then this self-proclaimed Magical Girl Swordsmith shot him awake with two bullets.

Blood flowed from his right leg, though the bullets had been expelled by Polluted Magic Power, the wound covered by the Magical Girl's Pure Magic Power would not heal, and trying to use Filthy Magic Power would cause further damage.

High frequency, high damage with penetration and damage attachment…

Even if a Magical Girl uses a gun, embedding their Magic in bullets will only react with Filthy Magic Power, at most causing a larger impact, hardly penetrating.

Attaching Magic to flesh and blood is nearly impossible, as Pure Magic Power would quickly dissipate in normal flesh.

This submachine gun's bullets having both penetration and damage attachment must be a unique ability of this Magical Girl Swordsmith...

"I want the exact position of your teacher!"

The Swordsmith stood tall, almost reaching 1.6 meters, a standout among the Magical Girls.

Her fiery red hair tied into a ponytail, her pupils equally red, yet her Magic Armor was dark green, the clashing colors strangely harmonious, though her eyes blazed with anger.

When she spoke, it seemed like flames spewed from her mouth, "Don't brush me off!"

As she spoke, she raised her submachine gun and fired "rat-a-tat-tat" around the warehouse.

The bald man curled up covering his head, "I don't know! I really don't know! Please spare me!"

As he spoke, he whimpered and got shot again.

Though he wasn't hit fatally and wouldn't die.

Yet, it really hurt!

After venting for a while and emptying the bullets, the Magical Girl who claimed to be a Swordsmith finally calmed down.

A glint of icy light flashed in the bald man's eyes.

Good opportunity!

He fiercely drew Magic Power from the Seed of Sorrow, his body tense with power!

Being a later addition to the Witch Association, his grasp of Magic Power wasn't very skilled.

But at such close range, if he could just get near, his melee skills would have a decisive advantage!

The opponent needs to reload the submachine gun, a perfect time to counterattack!

With a stride, he instantly traversed nearly forty meters, resonating through the large warehouse.