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Although they were unsure of the vengeful spirits' fighting style, the first squad cautiously used magic-encased bullets to attack them from the sky.
A continuous barrage of gunfire echoed within the area. A magical girl was even firing a heavy anti-materiel rifle, the deafening sound of which immediately drowned out all the other gunfire.
What's puzzling is that although the vengeful spirit seemed to be constantly howling and had a large hole punched in its body, it didn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries. It still moved very quickly, and its wounds were constantly healing.
"These vengeful spirits can actively absorb imaginary energy to strengthen and repair themselves; imaginary energy alone cannot defeat them."
Xia Die came to Emilia's side and looked calmly at the vengeful spirit.
"However, it is also possible to forcefully disperse the vengeful spirit's imaginary energy by using a higher output of imaginary energy to kill it."
Muirse and Emilia were both a bit of a headache. It was far beyond their expectations that this vengeful spirit could withstand the magical girls' attacks. The magical girls' weapons and bullets were specially made, and after being covered with imaginary energy, they could blow up a tank with a single shot.
If imaginary numbers alone cannot defeat vengeful spirits, then what is needed?
Emilia looked at Xiaodie with some anticipation.
As for defeating vengeful spirits with enough powerful magic, sorry, I can't do that.
Muels recalled that during the battle against the Wind Witch, even though Alicia possessed immense magical power, it was still completely ineffective against the Wind Witch.
“Imaginary energy is a versatile tool,” Xia Die said, raising her left hand, which was covered by a long black-purple glove, and then using imaginary energy to create a miniature purple dragon.
The little purple dragon flapped its wings and flew around the butterfly with lifelike detail.
However, both Muels and Emilia sensed that the little dragon only appeared to be alive, and was actually formed from imaginary energy controlled by the Butterfly.
"But tools are meant to be used, not simply thrown out. Imaginary numbers can be used to achieve the desired results."
Xia Die's voice was also transmitted to all the magical girls present, and they all listened quietly to Xia Die's voice through their headphones.
Xia Die controlled the little purple dragon and slowly flew into the area where the first squad was fighting the vengeful spirits.
The vengeful spirit charged towards the purple dragon without hesitation.
Xia Die didn't use her powers; she simply controlled the purple dragon to self-destruct, and a dazzling purple light followed.
"Throwing out imaginary numbers and using them to achieve a result are two completely different things."
When the purple light dissipated, the purple dragon disappeared, while the vengeful spirits that had been hit by the explosion were left in ruins, not completely gone yet, but almost gone.
Some of the magical girls around them still didn't quite understand, but others vaguely grasped what was going on.
However, they all understood that Xiaodie's way of manipulating magic was completely different from theirs.
Some magical girls have begun to actively learn from Xia Die's methods to manipulate magic.
"boom"
A gunshot suddenly rang out, followed by more gunshots.
"Bang bang bang bang... Crack"
After running out of bullets, a pink-haired girl's gun was empty, making a clicking sound, but she just tilted her head slightly and then pulled the trigger again without hesitation.
"boom!"
After another gunshot rang out, the pink-haired girl's companions were stunned for a moment. What was that?
"Huh? Not yet spent?"
"Bang!" The pink-haired girl looked excited, as if she had found a new toy. Then she pulled the trigger and fired wildly at the dying vengeful spirit.
The gun, even without bullets, still fired bullets, only they emitted a pinkish-white glow.
Although it was still somewhat weak, everyone could see that the bullets Wei Hua fired were formed by her own manipulation of imaginary energy, just like the purple dragon formed by Xia Die.
"Are they all your students?" Xia Die looked at Muerses curiously, even though in a sense, Xia Die had also become the teacher of these students.
“Yes,” Muirsey nodded blankly, then looked down at herself with a suspicious gaze.
Hmm, I can see right up to his toes.
No, that's not the point. Muirsey felt like he had been outdone by his students.
"Good talent"
"Oh, thank you."
Muels remembered the pink-haired girl. She was Mika Seizo, a student from Japan, and a truly young and beautiful girl. Her long pink hair seemed to attract a lot of attention from Alicia.
Seeing that Wei Hua had learned to manipulate magic in the same way as Xia Die so quickly, Muirse was somewhat gratified.
This also means that the magical girls will soon become stronger under the guidance of Senior Xia Die, and will then have a greater chance of dealing with the 6th witch.
Xia Die then took a closer look at the magical girls around her and noticed something strange.
'Something's not right. Why do all these people seem to have some connection to Alicia?'
She was somewhat confused. Many magical girls seemed to have a close connection with Alicia. Some, like Du Shushu, were born that way, but others were born that way, such as the pink-haired girl named Seizo Mika.
And without exception, they were all young, beautiful, and adorable girls.
Chapter 425 Continue Staying
Three days later, all 1 million souls on Java Island were led into the Underworld Sea. Muirsey and her companions were curious about what these souls would encounter after entering the Underworld Sea, but they did not investigate, since it was none of their business.
For the magical girls, the most important thing is to follow in the footsteps of their teacher, Hartie, to various disaster-stricken areas, watching Hartie guide the souls of the dead while receiving her teachings.
Although the magical girls respectfully address her as "teacher," she always keeps her distance and insists that she is not a teacher, but merely a messenger who guides the souls of the dead.
Thus, over two hundred magical girls of B rank and above from the first to the fourth term of St. Freya Magical Girl Academy followed and received nearly half a year of special training outside in Xia Die's domain.
They also followed Xia Die to clean up the vengeful spirits formed by the dead souls.
If it were the magical girls from before, they would probably have had a very difficult time. Those vengeful spirits would be an instant kill to ordinary humans, and the souls of ordinary humans would even be eaten. The vengeful spirits would also continuously absorb magic power to strengthen themselves.
Ordinary armies are basically no match for them. Only those equipped with powerful and sufficient weapons can effectively damage the vengeful spirits. However, the vengeful spirits move almost unimpeded by non-magical barriers. They can hide underground, attack the army from below, and then burst out to cause a massacre.
At least a large portion of the Indian army was wiped out when they tried to challenge a vengeful spirit, and the magical girls arrived in time to prevent the vengeful spirit from causing even greater casualties.
half year later
After the last soul from the disaster-stricken area was led into the Underworld Sea, Xia Die knew it was time for her to say goodbye for the time being. In the past six months, she had not found any trace of the witch that Muirsey and the others had mentioned.
However, Xia Die had already read the battle records against the witches kept by Muerses and the others.
This made Xia Die realize that the sixth witch must be an aunt, or even Seele's mother, and she felt that she should leave as soon as possible.
"Lord Muirsay, it's time for me to leave."
As the entrance to the Underworld Sea gradually closed, Xia Die turned around and looked at Muirsay.
"Senior Xia Die, it has been an honor for me to fight alongside you during this time."
Muirse expressed her heartfelt gratitude. Although they were nominally fighting side by side, every magical girl knew that they had all received instruction from Teacher Xia Die, including Muirse, Emilia, and Alicia.
"Sir, until we meet again," Xia Die said with a faint smile.
During this time, she was indeed very happy to spend time with these magical girls. She met many lovely girls, although most of the time it was the girls who were chattering away, and Xia Die listened quietly. When she returned to the Underworld Sea, she would record or draw each of their words and figures into paintings.
Watching Xia Die's graceful figure stride towards the entrance of the Underworld Sea, Muirsays longed to see her again, but not so much, because Xia Die's appearance basically meant a large-scale human death.
What kind of terrifying powers will the 6th witch possess?
"Beep beep beep!" Just then, a rapid emergency alarm sounded from the communicator on Muirsay's body.
As soon as Muirsay answered the call, he discovered it was an alarm coming from the lighthouse base.
"Chief! We've discovered many resurrected dead!!!"
Muirsey paused for a moment, and Xiaodie, who was just about to step back to the Underworld Sea, also froze.
Then, Xia Die heard a soft and charming laugh from the dark sea before her eyes; it was the laughter of Xi'er's mother.
Xia Die reluctantly stopped in her tracks. Did her mother really insist that she take a look?
Without further hesitation, Xia Die turned around and transformed into a cluster of purple butterfly phantoms. The next second, these purple butterfly phantoms directly reassembled into Xia Die next to Muerses.
"It seems that Senior Xia Die will need to remain in this world for a while longer."
Muirse's expression gradually turned serious. The resurrected dead could be suspected to be the work of the 6th witch.
"Your Excellency, I will be traveling with you for some time."
Muirsay naturally had no reason to refuse.
"Senior, let's set off then."
Eastern Europe, Moscow
The once quiet city suddenly became noisy, and the residents of Moscow looked at each other in bewilderment, many of them at a loss.
Because many of these Moscow residents have already died in the Witch of Reason incident.
Another small group of Moscow residents moved in later and gradually rebuilt Moscow from ruins.
"Can anyone tell me what's going on here?" The Russian leader and his inner circle of high-ranking officials all looked up at the towering, palatial building before them.
They were all on Red Square in Moscow, along with many others standing on the familiar yet unfamiliar streets of Moscow.
It feels familiar because this is still Moscow, and the people around me are still my neighbors and friends. It feels strange because Moscow isn't exactly sophisticated or technologically advanced.
Moreover, there isn't such a large palace-like building in the center of Moscow, with a 100-meter-high Lenin statue and a total height of nearly 600 meters.
The Palace of Truth, which was originally built by the Witch of Reason, was eventually reverted to its original form, the Soviet Palace, which was never completed and is now topped with a statue of Lenin.
Every inch of Moscow was familiar to the residents who had lived there for many years, but now it has all changed and become incredibly unfamiliar.
This initially led Moscow residents to believe they had arrived in some unknown place, but after talking with other Moscow residents, they discovered that this was still Moscow, only that almost six years had passed.
But more importantly...
"What did you say?! We're dead?! That's impossible!"
Some Muscovites were stunned to hear the shocking news that they, all of them, residents of Moscow six years ago, had long since died at the hands of that so-called Witch of Reason.
"What on earth is going on? Is it another witch?!"
Joseph, a former pilot and now the mayor of Moscow, was abruptly pulled from his busy schedule and then learned of the current situation in Moscow: the Moscow residents who had died at the hands of the Witch of Reason had appeared in Moscow!
Joseph didn't even need to confirm the news; he simply looked out the window of the upper floors of the Soviet Palace and saw a huge, seemingly resurrected group of dead people standing on the newly built streets of Moscow.
His first thought was that it was the work of a witch!
“We have contacted the Firemoth headquarters and informed Director Muirsey that the academy’s rapid response team has been dispatched!” Joseph’s secretary immediately reported.
However, a short while later, the secretary received the latest news through her earpiece.
"The Russian leaders and high-ranking officials who died at the hands of the Witch of Reason have all been resurrected!"
"Are you sure?" Joseph asked, frowning.
He didn't have much interest in the resurrection of those former Russian high-ranking officials; his only concern was how they were resurrected. Only a witch could possibly accomplish such a thing!
Chapter 426 The Second Great Collapse (1)
"So, our country has perished? The entire territory is now under the control of those Moths of Fire?"
Former high-ranking Russian officials were gathered in a meeting room in the Palace of the Soviets, unable to believe the news they had heard.
Russia was already on the verge of collapse due to the incidents involving the Witch of Reason and the Witch of the Sky. Its flesh and blood were being devoured by surrounding countries, and much of its territory, resources, businesses, wealth, and military equipment was being swallowed up by them.
Joseph calmly observed the impassioned 'former' Russian high-ranking officials before him.
Despite his grief and indignation at the time, watching his country on the verge of destruction.
Fortunately, those magical girls helped Russia at a crucial moment, saving the Russians from falling into an even more tragic situation.
However, Russia has not yet rebuilt a truly central government institution, because the entire country has essentially been sold to St. Freya Magical Girl Academy.
In other words, Russia no longer exists. The only entity remaining within the former Russian territory is a special agency called the St. Freya Student Council Administration. It is not the Russian government, but rather governs all matters, large and small, within the present-day Russia.
Joseph and his secretaries observed the 'former' Russian high-ranking officials as they explained the current situation to them.
'Something seems off about these people.'
A secretary quietly continued to send messages to the Fire-Chasing Moth.
Although the entire Russian high command was indeed wiped out at the time, some mid-level officials who had been groomed for leadership positions were still alive.
Several of these people became secretaries to Moscow Mayor Joseph.
These secretaries are very familiar with the Russian high command. In fact, most countries have special files to record the actions and habits of their leaders most of the time.
From this perspective, those files can also serve as detailed records of personal information, and through these top-secret documents, one can basically determine the personalities and hobbies of high-ranking officials.
However, the 'former high-ranking Russian officials' in front of the secretaries did not seem to match the people in their memories and the files.