Whether it was the warriors of the East Continental Sea or the people watching the television broadcast, everyone was stunned. So the Abyssal White Whale truly was on guard against a powerful opponent.
Its vigilance was correct—the black meteor's debut caused more damage than the entire countermeasure force combined.
Looking closely, they saw the Boss Disaster Beast crying mournfully as it retreated to half-submerged position. In the sky was only one figure—apparently a girl, but wrapped in twisted, unidentifiable smoke that made her hard to distinguish, yet somehow gave an impression of gorgeous brilliance.
Hibiscus remembered netizens mentioning before that "Magical Girl form is like Superman wearing glasses—ordinary people won't recognize her," but she hadn't quite understood. Anyway, keeping one hand hidden was safer.
She had no time to pay attention to other things. After all, every bit of magic power was precious, and winning this battle was most important.
Fame throughout the world would come at this moment.
"Whoo!"
The Abyssal White Whale was in great pain but this further its ambition. After just a few gasps, it roared and charged forward. Now it only wanted to devour this black thing completely.
However, just as it focused entirely on watching for Hibiscus's openings, it ignored the nun beside it. A clone body actively fed a Vanguard Disaster Beast that had died in the artillery fire, and in an instant, control was completed. This large shark bit fiercely onto the Disaster Beast's torso, causing it to change direction. The two rolled into the water, stirring up waves. Just this instant of Magic Power Release collision made it impossible for anyone within a hundred meters to maintain consciousness.
Another nun extended her hand toward Hibiscus in midair: "Am I qualified to provide cover for you?"
"I've long admired your reputation. Having Miss Pasha's help couldn't be better."
The two looked at each other. Although one wore a veil and the other was a pitch-black mass, they indeed felt mutual trust. Humanity now wanted to use every mule and horse available—it didn't matter, as long as they formed a united front.
"I'll handle restraining it. Effective damage is up to you. If necessary, use me as bait—preserving yourself is the top priority."
"No problem."
Hibiscus made verbal promises but felt uncertain inside.
Earlier she thought she could shatter the Disaster Beast's tender flesh to prevent regeneration, but it turned out to be just a bowl-mouth-thick penetrating wound. It did weaken its life aura, but was far from being able to kill it. Her current output was still insufficient. The early development of Sands of Time contained no offensive attack skills—relying on Origin magic power was more reliable.
The girl held her breath, calmed her spirit, and sank into focus. Magic power flowed through her entire body as if burning. The flowing wings behind her blazed with brilliant light like meteors, and the next moment the air exploded.
Hibiscus didn't hesitate to rush underwater and fight the Boss Disaster Beast.
If you fear the enemy's home field, don't think about winning. So she would rather venture into the deep sea.
Although the specific battle between the two sides couldn't be seen clearly, the surging waves on the sea surface told the story. Each collision was like war drums beating out a charge.
Pasha immediately understood. Puppetized Vanguard Disaster Beasts were responsible for pursuit and interception, while several nuns on surrounding warships pulled up a large net—a fishing net cage woven from special alloy materials encircling a 5-kilometer radius. The reason they hadn't used it before was because they couldn't confirm an effective killing method. Now they could confidently create an arena, absolutely not allowing it to escape and cause another disaster.
The nearby warships rocked violently, and the fishing net transmitted impact forces that even long-strengthened powers could barely maintain.
Even if the soldiers barely regained consciousness, they had to lie there helplessly watching the sea surface become a battlefield for two monsters. Ordinary people couldn't intervene in this duel at all.
Thud!
After a muffled sound, the massive Disaster Beast was actually knocked out of the water, while a figure floated in the air—it was Hibiscus holding her staff in a guiding pose. In that instant just now, she had used the relic's amplification to deliver a fatal blow. The Abyssal White Whale's tail had vanished completely and couldn't possibly regenerate in a short time.
People finally saw hope of victory and were overjoyed.
Those who know themselves understand their own affairs. Being at the center of the battlefield, Hibiscus understood how tenacious her opponent was. She had merely solved the "effective damage" problem—she was still far from killing the target. A Disaster Beast of 40-meter class had unfathomably deep vitality with no visible limit. Continuing like this, she would be worn to death.
She had already exhausted all her means. Even with time stop at full charge plus amplified burst, she still couldn't completely kill it.
The vital point wasn't far off.
Under magic power vision, she could see the heart buried deep within the Disaster Beast's flesh and bone. Destroying it first then heavily damaging the flesh should secure victory, but doing so was extremely difficult. So far, the Abyssal White Whale had also become cautious, half-submerged and prowling while brewing murderous intent.
Honestly, this was Hibiscus's first time playing a life-or-death game in such a public setting. The people's eager gazes and camera lenses also made her uncomfortable.
"Don't mind those noisy guys—they're just amateurs," the nuns said in unison. "I'll create an opportunity for you. Be careful—that big spray attack is coming——"
Before the words finished, the white whale's breathing opening emitted a water column shooting directly at Hibiscus. At the critical moment, a warship deliberately crashed into it, using ten thousand tons of weight to deflect the shot.
"So that's what you meant."
When the Boss Disaster Beast's old strength was exhausted and new strength not yet born, it exposed its breathing opening again. Pasha, benefiting from hundreds of rounds of combat with it, finally captured the timing. She could create opportunities but couldn't grasp them, because her output power wasn't enough. But at this moment she believed in her comrade. The fully concentrated Hibiscus would never miss this chance. She immediately redirected all her strength, compressing magic power inside her body then releasing it in dispersed form.
Someone had mentioned before that further development of Origin could inject experience into it for internal detonation—so let's try it.
The girl descended from the air with tremendous force, stepping on the Disaster Beast's back. This alone stirred up waves. Then she took a bow stance, turned sideways and drew back her fist. These simple movements contained her most extreme technique. With all her body's strength, she suddenly smashed down, striking straight at the yellow dragon, aiming for the breathing opening weakness.
Boom!
Not an explosion but a muffled sound. Magic power penetrated directly into the target's body, and the heart ruptured.
Hibiscus's expression changed. She had indeed done it, but she hadn't truly mastered the technique of internal destruction. The Abyssal White Whale hadn't lost function yet—the night was long and dreams were many.
"Everyone get away——"
Although the monster beneath her feet visibly declined and weakened, its viciousness only increased. After its heart suffered a powerful blow, its life had entered a countdown unless it could eat enough magic-rich nutrients. No matter what, the consistently calm and rational Abyssal White Whale finally began its desperate struggle—it would destroy everything around it regardless of consequences.
In an instant, a water bullet barrage rose from within the Disaster Beast's body. Each drop contained magic power. Having reached the Boss Disaster Beast level, it already possessed a trace of destructive attributes that would inevitably destroy everything.
Pour all magic power into the Regalia for defense! The moment Hibiscus had this thought, water bullets had already penetrated her flesh. She watched helplessly as her own blood splattered.
The Sands of Time that should have activated normally had a momentary delay, causing a fatal error.
The blood recovery potion's effect ended.
The enhancement potion's effect ended.
When it rains, it pours. At this moment, the girl was at her limit, clearly feeling her life force rapidly draining away. Her life hung by a thread.
At the same time, an unprecedented wide-area attack covered a 10-kilometer radius. Indiscriminate strikes spread rapidly from inner circle to outer circle. Water bullets carrying destructive-attribute magic power covered all things. Even the numerous nun clones were completely annihilated in an instant, and every floating ship on the sea was ablaze.
The Abyssal White Whale was still venting, like the incarnation of natural disaster heralding the end times.