Chapter 27 She Once Existed
Sumu saw someone who shouldn’t exist, a character she believed to be fictional.
The woman in the distance was dressed extremely boldly, not hiding her dark yet glossy skin.
The cropped tank top barely wrapped around her graceful figure, the side lines of exposed skin under the fabric appeared particularly tempting in the light and shadow.
Her charm was aggressively beast-like, forcefully prying open the hearts of onlookers, activating their desires for beauty and love.
And Sumu, locking eyes with her, felt her vision sway in an instant, as if she had eaten a hallucinogenic mushroom, leaving only that alluring silhouette in her sight.
In terms of magic control, compared to Ning Xi, Sumu was barely a toddler learning to walk, completely powerless against the encroachment.
Seeing this, Lu Shan felt something was off; she desperately shook Sumu’s body while everyone around stared in shock at this unexpected guest, but Lu Shan had no time to care.
After all, it wouldn’t be long before they couldn’t withstand Ning Xi’s domain, leading to mental chaos.
This was, after all, a C-Class mutant attack incident, a disaster that could almost affect half the city.
It wasn’t as heart-palpitating as the arrival of a monster, but the moment Ning Xi set foot here, everything around was enshrouded in her unique domain of desire.
Using her magic to trigger people’s biological instincts, she caused them to unknowingly discard moral constraints, transforming them into beasts manipulated by desire; such a power seemed born to incite chaos.
It echoed that phrase: a beauty that brings disaster.
In just a few days, Ning Xi had gradually controlled the power within her; at this moment, she was indisputably a genuine C-Class, possessing the strength to easily crush any ordinary armed human.
Unfortunately, the only magical girl nearby who could protect Sumu, Lu Shan, still needed a few more minutes to sense the abnormality before rushing over from the Snow King, by which time Sumu would have long been taken away by Ning Xi.
Ning Xi focused all her attention on Sumu, observing this target, the pink-haired magical girl, through her magical vision.
Such weak magic power truly didn’t seem like it belonged to a magical girl, but it was indeed her.
In contemplation, she leaped, her legs exploding with astonishing bounce power, instantly appearing in the stair classroom amidst the glass shards that filled the air.
Those sharp fragments splattered, injuring many, yet they all sat dazed in place, staring intensely at Ning Xi, oblivious to their own pain and blood.
At this moment, Ning Xi was less than ten meters away from Sumu, dense dark magic surged into Sumu’s body like a tide at the slightest motion of Ning Xi’s thoughts, effortlessly suppressing any remaining resistance of magic power.
But a petite black-haired girl still managed to stay awake in front of Ning Xi.
Her skin spontaneously absorbed and emitted the overwhelming dark magic, turning her skin crimson, but there were no signs of disruption in her aura.
“Miss, you seem a bit special. Would you be willing to become my… slave?”
Lu Shan bit her lower lip tightly; her direct confrontation ability was poor. Even though she was also a C-Class, she felt powerless to resist, which left her both unwilling and helpless.
The most important point was that, as Mi Xian, she couldn’t lay a hand on Ning Xi unless she could somehow stealthily ensure Ning Xi remained here forever.
Sumu leaned silently against the backrest, her gaze vacant, neither resembling those puppets controlled by desire nor showing any signs of being awake, making Lu Shan increasingly anxious.
“Miss, why aren’t you speaking? Rarely do I see anyone able to maintain clarity and rationality under my magic.”
Ning Xi looked the same as she did the day she escaped, but her aura had completely transformed, the core of the mutant ability thoroughly drenched in dark magic, making her even more alluring and sinister.
The mutant housed the powers of both magical girls and monsters, the latter now completely overshadowing the former, to the point where one couldn’t distinguish her from monsters.
Lu Shan’s inner alarms blared; she could feel countless invisible tendrils extending from Ning Xi’s back, circling around, ready to pierce her skin at any moment.
Even though she was confident she could slip into shadows at any moment, she couldn’t take Sumu along with her.
Or rather, she had no reason to go to such lengths for Sumu.
She began to instinctively retreat, quickly hitting the corner of a table, her hand brushing against a wire connecting a handheld game console to a star-shaped emblem.
Although Lu Shan didn’t know that the star-shaped emblem was actually a magic storage device, she had seen many magical girls use it to transform, so decisively she unplugged it, attempting to put it in front of Sumu’s chest.
But before the star-shaped emblem could touch Sumu, a tendril suddenly appeared, flicking Lu Shan’s hand away.
“Don’t try to struggle; just obediently answer my questions.”
From the very beginning, Ning Xi knew Lu Shan was no ordinary person, but she still spoke to her without any hesitation.
The reason was simple: it was simply because she had developed a desire for Lu Shan.
Now, she was only loyal to her own desires.
In the face of her desires, any threats could only be set aside.
This was clearly an abnormal state; perhaps it was precisely because of Ning Xi’s significant power increase, but Lu Shan couldn’t afford to think about that now; she only had one choice: to escape.
“Senior, I’m sorry.”
Although Sumu held her lifeline, wasn’t she right in the middle of a deep sleep?
As for what would happen next, she would have to figure that out later.
In the worst-case scenario, if Sumu fell into Ning Xi’s hands, she would choose to drag her down as well, but as long as Ning Xi delivered Sumu as a token to the Monster Association, she would have room for negotiation.
Under Ning Xi’s gaze, Lu Shan gently pulled up her hood, and at the moment shadows completely concealed her face, she dissolved into the darkness, vanishing without a trace.
“What a slippery little kitten, that sweet aura just now belongs to a monster.”
Ning Xi didn’t make any futile attempts to stop her; perhaps no one in this city could stop Mi Xian, who was bent on escape.
Just a dessert that slipped away; the main course still stayed obediently here.
She used her fingers to lift Sumu’s chin, her seductive gaze lingering repeatedly on her doll-like cheeks.
“Good prey, I think I’ll keep you by my side.”
Today, the Snow King was exceptionally rare, leaving Luo Jialan feeling bored as she repeatedly wiped the plastic cup shaking with milk tea.
For some reason, she always felt a cloud of gloom lingering in her heart, and this premonition was growing increasingly strong.
Suddenly, a violent wave of magical power erupted from the distant sky, causing her to snap her gaze toward the direction of the teaching building.
This aura, there was no mistaking it.
Not bothering to ask the shopkeeper for a break, in the next instant, a pure white glow covered her body.
A silver-white military knife gleamed with an unprecedented cold light, sharper than even shark teeth.
In fact, the main reason Lan Duo disliked Sumu’s fanfiction was that Sumu fabricated that “tentacle witch.”
That person truly did exist once.
