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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle – Chapter 1212

Chapter 1212 Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell

I finally saw something from its familiar appearance. The Beast King’s massive body was the same monster I had seen before, but now it was covered in thick biological armor.

The tentacles on its body were exactly the same, just longer. Its face, covered in orange-red sacs, was actually filled with these sacs within its hollow, almond-like strange head, even bulging outwards, causing them to be separated by the head into individual sacs.

These orange-red sacs were actually aggregations of magic power, with immense magic power gathering in its head, constantly expanding and being encased by an outer shell, ultimately forming that bizarre appearance.

Of course, it had undergone many other changes, such as its hands, which were as thick and heavy as giant pestles, the huge horns on the sides of its face, and the bone spurs covering its entire body.

These were all mutations. Who knew how many mutations this already indescribable monster had gone through to become the Unspeakable image of the Beast King now.

But now, after its outer shell was riddled with holes, it had actually escaped death by using a method similar to molting and rebirth, climbing out of its body and returning to its original form.

As for the severed arm, it should have been sawed off by Elena’s mecha with a chainsaw just now. That giant leg was still lying in Green Town.

I seemed to understand a bit. It was somewhat similar to me. At the end of extreme mutation, it could also revert to its original appearance through molting and shedding its shell, like an insect.

The monster that crawled out of the discarded shell, although it no longer had the Beast King’s massive, twenty-meter-tall body, was still seven or eight meters tall, covered in orange-red mucus, and looked even more terrifying.

But why were all these people observing the Beast King’s empty shell, and no one attacking the monster that had crawled out? It wasn’t dead!

Could it be that others couldn’t see it?! I suddenly realized that things I could see but Older Brother Jayad couldn’t, or vice versa, had often happened before. I hadn’t expected it to happen again this time.

However, it wasn’t just me who could see it. Older Brother Jayad was also staring intently at the monster. It had chased him all the way, so Older Brother Jayad naturally wouldn’t forget it.

The General was also staring at it. If the General could also see it, his Spirit Vision must be very high. He must have learned a lot of forbidden knowledge, and possibly even heard the whispers of Beelzebub.

The monster raised its head as if to roar at the sky, but there was no sound. It was possible that we couldn’t hear it. Then, it suddenly charged towards us.

No way? It’s me again! Did this Beast King have a problem with its brain? Was it targeting me specifically?

Jayad’s expression changed, and he immediately charged towards the Beast King, intending to intercept it halfway. He had felt he couldn’t defeat the monster before and had been chased all the way, but now he wasn’t afraid of it.

“Hey! What are you doing?!” The guard leading the Citizen Cavalry saw Jayad inexplicably charge forward and shouted loudly, but then he saw an astonishing scene.

Halfway there, several soldiers, unable to see the Beast King, thought the battle was over and were completely unaware that they were in the Beast King’s path. They had even relaxed.

“Move aside quickly!” Jayad shouted, but he couldn’t make them retreat. These soldiers just inexplicably saw Jayad charging at them and stood there dumbfounded.

Then, a hapless soldier was casually grabbed by the Beast King and instantly crushed with a fracture, then swept aside with another pat, along with the remaining soldiers who were in the way.

“Ah!!!” The soldiers’ tragic screams shocked everyone. They all looked over, only to see a few soldiers flying out and crashing into the wall.

A pathetic soldier was floating in mid-air, twisting unnaturally under immense pressure while moving at high speed, as if being pulled by something. But they couldn’t see what was pulling him.

“Beast!” Older Brother Jayad angrily swung his sword, which was already entwined with the wind attribute of his liberation and the ice attribute of the Holy Grail.

The Beast King seemed to possess high intelligence. It pulled the soldier it was holding in front of it, using him as a human shield.

A normal strong individual, like Older Brother Albrisque, might have swung his sword down. Unfortunately, Older Brother Jayad was kind-hearted. He forcefully pulled his sword up and then, with a sideways swing, swept his sword.

This sword cut through the Beast King’s arm holding the hostage, severing another of its arms. The unfortunate soldier fell, and Older Brother Jayad caught him.

The Beast King let out another silent cry of pain, but it ignored Jayad, who had cut off its arm, and dashed directly towards me like a dog.

“Oh no!” Older Brother Jayad wanted to pursue, but it was inconvenient with a soldier in his arms, so he couldn’t catch up. However, he couldn’t abandon the soldier now, as he was seriously injured.

But soon, Jayad was relieved because the Beast King wasn’t heading for me, but for Hannah, the culprit who had repeatedly thwarted its plans by controlling the mecha. The Beast King was filled with hatred.

Speaking of which, it had four arms, all lined up under its ribs. However, its left arm was severed at the shoulder by the mecha, and its right arm under the ribs was cut off by Older Brother Jayad. Now, only two asymmetrical arms remained.

But the remaining two arms were enough to do many things. The Beast King raised its right arm, which folded into three segments and could extend very long. A black sphere resembling a black hole appeared in its palm, and the surrounding light was constantly being distorted.

“Not good! High Priest, dodge quickly!” the General shouted. Although he didn’t really want to save people from the Mechanical Church, as a commander, he had to make an effort to appear concerned.

Hannah also reacted immediately. There was an invisible enemy in front of her. In fact, people at her level of status had a very high understanding of the world. They naturally knew that there were things in the world, mysterious existences, that normal people couldn’t see.

She immediately dodged to the side, simultaneously erecting a wall made of metal parts in front of her. The direction of defense was determined from the direction the soldier had been pulled from earlier.

Her reactions and judgments were accurate and quick, but unfortunately, she underestimated the Beast King’s attack power. Or rather, she couldn’t construct too strong a defense in her haste, especially after hearing the General’s warning at the last minute.

“Boom!” The metal wall, composed of various metal parts, was torn apart by the black hole in an instant. It wasn’t destroyed; the black hole in its palm directly ripped a large chunk out of the wall, and the parts were swallowed.

Then, the black hole hit Hannah. Although she dodged in time and it didn’t hit her vital organs, half of her body instantly split open.


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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle

The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle

今天的魔女小姐也在努力活着
Score 8.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Chinese
You hear the penny-dreadful tales, don’t you? Souls whisked off to other worlds, landing in lives of ease and splendor. Reborn as young lords in grand manors, with enchanted baubles at their fingertips or a spectral mentor whispering secrets. But my own ‘grand arrival’? No gentle angel to light the path. Instead, a repulsive, foul deity—some forgotten horror from a darker age—claimed me. I was tormented to the very edge of oblivion, then pitched into a twisted, gaslit world of shadows and fear. I awoke in the frail body of an orphan girl, shivering in some rat-infested rookery, choked by smog and despair. Weak, plagued by illness, with a hunger that gnawed relentlessly. My new story didn’t start from scratch; it began deep in the dregs, clawing my way up from less than nothing.” Now, all I fight for is to live, to see another grimy sunrise over these cobbled streets. Not just for my own skin, but for him—the one whose fate is tangled with mine, the one soul I cling to in this godforsaken, fog-drenched city.

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