It felt completely new.
After transforming into a magical girl, the entire world seemed to change.
She could clearly sense that something was off about this city.
A repulsive presence was approaching, just over a hundred meters away.
There were also a few similar presences far off—likely other magical girls, some hurrying this way.
She could even perceive her surroundings without opening her eyes.
The whole city was shrouded in several auras, as if a dome encased it.
Was this the true nature of the world?
Suddenly, she lost her grip on the wall and fell to the ground.
Her balance hadn’t adjusted yet—nearly a 30cm height difference, a huge weight difference, and a shift in her center of gravity.
The shoes were high heels, making movement even harder.
In her 34 years, she’d never worn shoes that shifted her weight so much to the balls of her feet.
She took off the heels and tossed them aside.
Barefoot on the ground, she felt more comfortable, her balance under control.
But she was even shorter now.
“Teach… me a couple of moves.”
She called out, “How do I fight?”
Her voice was enchanting, hard to believe it came from her own mouth.
She took the wand Diamond handed her, holding it with both hands.
Diamond: “Use your imagination.
Picture yourself protected by a shield, and you can cast magic.”
Before it finished speaking, a massive surge of magical energy emanated from her side, and a translucent barrier enveloped the girl.
“Unbelievable! You truly have the innate holy body of a magical girl. You’re absolutely made for this.”
Diamond marveled.
Song Wuli’s incredible comprehension and affinity for magic.
Was this the understanding of magic that only a man over 30 could have?
Song Wuli: “Tell me, what’s a magical girl’s ultimate move?”
Diamond: “Ultimate move? You should take it slow, master basic combat first, start with small magic…”
“No, I want to unleash the big move right now. I don’t want to wait a second.”
“But it’s just a low-level demon. It’s not worth using an ultimate move.”
Diamond started to panic, sensing the dense magical energy gathering around her.
Countless streams of magic were converging on the silver-haired girl, radiating astonishing power.
A magic circle began forming in front of her, first the outer ring, then the inner patterns.
“Stop! You’ll destroy the city!”
Diamond grabbed her leg, shaking it.
“This is the feeling!”
Song Wuli ignored it, still gathering magic.
The magic around her was like an unstable gas tank.
Diamond was sweating bullets, wondering if it had made a mistake that could destroy the world.
Song Wuli’s total magical energy was terrifying—far beyond what a newborn magical girl should have.
It was deeper than the ocean.
“You’ll destroy the city!”
Diamond shouted.
Song Wuli: “I can’t stop now. I’m about to fire!”
Diamond: “Don’t fire! Dissipate the magic!”
In truth, the magic circle was only half-formed, still some time from completion.
The demon finally appeared, rounding the corner, charging at full speed.
Song Wuli had seen demons on TV and in museum exhibits.
He’d even witnessed a magical girl fighting a demon in person.
But this was the first time, as a magical girl, he saw a demon up close, just a dozen meters away, coming straight for her.
Run!
The thought surged in her mind. Human instincts took over—when you see a demon, you run.
So, barefoot, she started running on the ground, moving slowly, stumbling every few steps.
This body was too hard to control, so different from her 180cm frame, impossible to adapt to quickly.
The magic buildup continued, uninterrupted.
The demon reached her side—a horrifying humanoid monster with purple skin, over two meters tall, brimming with muscular power.
Diamond shouted at the demon, “Don’t attack her, or we’ll all die here!”
The demon probably didn’t understand or care.
It swung a massive kick at Song Wuli’s waist, blocked by the translucent magic shield.
Song Wuli was sent flying, tumbling across the street a dozen times before crashing into the wall of a bun shop, leaving a small dent.
Even on the brink of death, Diamond was terrified, crouching in a corner with its head in its paws.
In its perception, Song Wuli’s location was obscured by a massive fog of magical energy.
It was like a house leaking natural gas, filled to the brim, needing only a spark to explode.
Diamond tried to dissuade the demon, begging it to stop.
The demon ignored it, pummeling Song Wuli with a barrage of attacks—skull-crushing blows, jaw-dropping strikes, and a deliberate heavy punch.
Song Wuli, taking a one-sided beating, crashed through a residential building, smashing a hole from the front door to the back.
Incredibly, her magic shield held, though her hair and clothes were disheveled.
She was barely hurt.
“Is this… a high-ranking demon?”
Some people in the distance noticed the immense magical energy converging here.
Those who understood stayed back; those who didn’t watched the spectacle.
Diamond was fleeing, unable to control the situation.
If the magic around Song Wuli ignited, everything within a kilometer would be obliterated, flattened like a nuclear blast.
As time passed, she kept gathering magic! The danger level kept rising.
The magic circle was nearly complete, just a tiny bit left.
The demon grew fiercer, grabbing Song Wuli, who was still on the ground, and leaping dozens of meters into the air.
Then, head down, it plummeted toward the ground at full speed.
The impact created a ten-meter-wide crater in the road.
Even the demon bled green blood from the crash.
Song Wuli lost a few strands of hair, and her magic shield cracked but didn’t fully break.
Diamond was stunned. What kind of monstrous magical girl was this?
Was a 34-year-old man really the ideal candidate?
Had they been wrong about all the magical girls they’d recruited before?
Was the idea that a 30-year-old man could become a great mage not a joke?
Finally, the magic circle was complete.
A simple yet robust magic circle floated before Song Wuli.
She grasped the feeling of using magic—one thought, and something would fire.
Seeing the demon sense danger and try to flee, she stood up and shouted, “Pierce the Star Sea!”
She didn’t know why, but it felt cool to shout.
A blinding light appeared, and a massive beam shot from the magic circle.
The concrete road, merely grazed, melted, leaving a deep trench.
Strong winds whipped around.
Glass on both sides of the street shattered.
Though it was midnight, it felt like daytime.
The demon was hit by the colossal beam, its entire body melting.
The beam didn’t stop, grazing Diamond and its fur.
It pierced a skyscraper a hundred meters away, melting through its center.
The beam kept going, passing a magical girl flying in the air.
Her shield shattered instantly, and her sleeve melted.
The beam pierced the clouds and finally exploded.
A blinding orb of light appeared overhead, scattering the clouds and illuminating the city, making it hard to tell if it was night or day.
First came the light, then a deafening explosion.
The ground trembled slightly.
Song Wuli looked up at the massive explosion in the sky, thrilled.
That shot was too exhilarating.
If she’d known being a magical girl was this fun, she wouldn’t have argued with Diamond.
Suddenly, a breeze brushed her ear, her silver hair fluttering.
Snapping back, she turned and saw a tall girl with golden hair, at least 166cm, someone she had to look up at now.
The girl wore an ornate dress, clearly made of magical energy.
A wand hung at her waist—she was definitely a magical girl.
When had she arrived?
What was her purpose?
Friend or foe?
Song Wuli felt sluggish, unable to move.
The girl grabbed Song Wuli’s silver hair, brought it to her nose, and sniffed.
“Little sister, you smell so nice,” she said.
Regaining control, Song Wuli stepped back, reactivating her magic shield and starting to gather magic again.
She recognized this girl—a magical girl often on TV, a headache for the human alliance.
The golden-haired girl picked up Song Wuli’s high heels, sniffing them.
“Your feet smell nice too.”
Song Wuli got goosebumps.
She stepped back further.
Just then, Diamond arrived: “Stop! She’s one of us.”
Seeing Diamond, the golden-haired girl frowned, put down the heels, and flew off.
The sky’s light orb faded, and the city returned to darkness.
Clear skies, stars shining.
“Still gathering magic? Stop!”
Diamond slapped Song Wuli’s pristine bare feet.
Song Wuli: “How do I stop?”
She knew how to gather magic but not how to cancel it.
In the end, she fired it off, causing a smaller explosion in the sky—thankfully, she’d only gathered a little.
Police sirens blared nearby.
Song Wuli ran barefoot, still stumbling, unaccustomed to her petite body.
She couldn’t fly or use other magic.
If this continued, passersby would notice her.
She asked, “How do I undo the transformation?”
Diamond: “Same as using magic—hold the wand.”
More people gathered on the street, watching the chaos.
Song Wuli ducked into an alley, grabbed the wand, and mentally willed the transformation to end.
A faint glow appeared, her hair shortened, and her height returned.
In seconds, she was back to her 34-year-old male body.
“Huh? Where are my clothes?”
She was naked now.
Just then, a homeless man in the alley woke up and stared at her.
They locked eyes.
No witness
Это всë магия XD
Ah yes, Nanoha level of opening firepower