Chapter 72: Moti Si’s Radiance
Crimson blood light occasionally swept past Edema, stirring up bursts of blood flowers. If she were still in her former shape, she would have surely suffered serious injuries by now.
Each of Edema’s attacks became shorter and shorter, the momentum she generated growing increasingly grand, like endless waves in a furious sea, sweeping over the fragile white figure that resembled a small boat.
But this was instead a sign that the magic power she controlled was gradually losing control; the energy could not be focused on the enemy, and merely creating horrific phenomena was meaningless, only wasting her magic power.
The white figure that could navigate freely in the tide of magic power, relentlessly biting into Edema like a shadow, was continuously amplifying the unease within her heart.
“Finally reaching the climax, little Edema, unleash your desperate fight, and thrill me even more!”
Moti Si suddenly appeared behind Edema like a ghost, leaning down to whisper into the latter’s ear. In this moment of finally coming to a halt, she revealed her beautifully deadly true form.
Her once sickly pale skin was now flushed with a rosy hue, and a burning light surged from her originally gentle pink eyes, slowly consuming the reason of anyone who gazed into them.
In her other hand, she held a blood-red scythe taller than herself, constantly directing its fearsome crimson edge toward Edema’s vulnerable neck, like a bloodthirsty wolf that seemed ready to break free from Moti Si’s grasp and drain Edema of her life.
Edema stared in shock as she swung her dark golden claws backward and retreated away from Moti Si’s direction.
If it weren’t in a dream, her back would surely have been drenched in cold sweat by now.
At that moment, she felt that death was only a hair’s breadth away.
The advantage of fighting in the dream realm’s border is that one does not have to hold back; even in death, the body outside would remain unharmed, preserving a complete corpse.
Of course, for the currently unfortunate Edema, this was certainly not an advantage, because outside, her body was less than ten meters away from Moti Si.
Once her consciousness crumbled here, she could only imagine what Moti Si might do to her body.
B-level powerful beings would not truly die until their conceptual forms left in the dream realm’s border were utterly annihilated; at most, they would suffer a collapse of their main consciousness, and after a while, they could revive full of strength.
But before that, her body would likely become even stranger, probably affected beyond just a simple pollution of a monster’s core.
At some point, the self-proclaimed fearless Dragon Emperor Edema’s offensive had gradually weakened, and her fighting style was no longer as sharp as it had initially been.
Under Moti Si’s pressure, she was almost becoming a cowering lizard.
But escaping with her tail between her legs was no different from being killed—after all, she was the enormously proud ruler Edema Dragon, someone who would rather die than bow her head.
I’d rather blow up with this dead woman!
Don’t you want to see how I fight to the death?
Edema’s entire body suddenly manifested dense, sharp diamond scales, and her form briefly rose to her original level, baring her mouth, revealing dragon fangs as sharp as a shark’s.
Then pray that you can withstand this extreme heat that can burn heaven and steam the sea!
Brilliant flames surged forth from every gap in her scales, and even a spark burned as brightly as a flare on the sun’s surface.
Beneath the dead sky, a great sun rose slowly, something that shouldn’t exist in the dream realm, instantly tearing apart the boundless darkness, dispelling all coldness with its powerful corona, scorching everything exposed beneath it.
And as the magical girl, Moti Si now appeared to be the exorcist who should be driven away, grinning silently, the suffocating crimson still blocking Edema’s flames, quietly exuding a hint of excitement.
Compared to L, it was clear she was the one more eager for battle, perhaps this was the reason Tang Nai restrained her from participating.
She always stood on the left side of the field of vision, arrogantly speaking to herself, mocking Edema wantonly, like a living villain boss, believing victory was in her hands, thus dismissing her opponent’s attacks as a dying struggle.
Such a person hardly seemed like one who would win.
Yet, this Moti Si was indeed the one in this battle who was the magical girl.
“Yes, that’s right, bet all your magic power and conviction on this strike, let me see just how intense your desire for revenge truly is!”
Moti Si continued spewing taunts nonchalantly, causing Edema to become increasingly furious and flustered.
Her powerful dragon heart was furiously squeezing the magic power between her limbs, even mobilizing all the conceptual forms she had in the dream realm’s border, aiming to crush Moti Si in one blow.
In a moment of rising anger, the oppressive aura around Moti Si suddenly vanished, and Edema charged forward, yielding her terrifying magic and heat without reservation toward the white-haired girl.
I stake my pride, my honor, my freedom—I’ll utterly destroy you with this blow!
In the blink of an eye, the distance of less than a hundred meters disappeared, and just a moment later, Edema stood less than half a meter in front of Moti Si, thrusting forward with her red-gold claw sharp enough to topple mountains.
The air distorted from the high temperature capable of melting all metals. It wasn’t clear if it was because of this, but Moti Si’s smile became even brighter.
“I feel it, little Edema, you are indeed qualified to seek revenge against me, absolutely!”
In an instant, Edema’s figure faltered. The blood-red tide surged outward from Moti Si, devouring everything and bringing a scene reminiscent of the apocalypse.
By the time Edema realized, she found herself over a hundred meters away, gathering the power that had reached its peak.
Just now, she felt her blood momentarily backflow for a few seconds.
But it wasn’t just her blood that was reversing; it was everything around her.
Is this her ability? Reversing time—does such a thing actually exist?
Before Edema could silently be shocked, Moti Si had slowly drawn out a star-shaped emblem from her side and placed it in front of her.
“Then I shall defeat you as a magical girl and guide you into a more obedient form.”
As soon as her words fell, a pure white cocoon enveloped Moti Si, emanating an extremely pure magic power that instantly clarified the surroundings as if the night sky had become clear.
The radiant form unique to magical girls.
At this moment, the battle spirit within Edema gradually ebbed away, piece by piece.
I was prepared to fight desperately, and now you tell me you haven’t transformed? What should I do next?
Better save some strength for later.
