Alex Morgan cast her gaze toward the base of the tree, staring directly at the two eerie Maid Puppets that had discovered her.
She took a deep breath, her slender body standing firmly and steadily on the branch.
She smiled and raised her hand, once again performing that transformation opening pose etched into her very bones.
“Smile at full marks! Courage at one hundred percent~”
Dignity is one of those things—when you have it, you guard it carefully, afraid of losing it; but once it’s gone, you have no desire to pick it back up, as if you’ve set down some heavy burden.
She leaped and spun as if dancing, landing from the tree like a butterfly.
The heels of her elevated little leather boots landed steadily on the ground, her long, beautiful legs not wobbling in the slightest.
Her slender waist twisted, and the magic in the air surged like a tide, converging into this youthful, beautiful body.
Alex Morgan felt that scorching, swelling power flood her entire body once again.
The transformation process started once more.
In this instant, Alex Morgan noticed details she hadn’t caught during her first transformation.
As she recited the first line of dialogue, it was as if an unchangeable force was urging her to continue the movements and the spoken lines.
“…!”
That flame-like power flowed through her body along with her dance, as if it had a consciousness of its own, attempting to converge toward her chest.
Alex Morgan danced lightly, white light already radiating from her body, causing her clothes to vanish without a trace, leaving only her slender, beautiful maiden form as her hands traced a giant heart trajectory in front of her chest.
The next movement should have been to enthusiastically spread her hands and push them out to the sides.
Alex Morgan’s voice was sweet and enthusiastic: “Let the flames and your mood burn and bounce together…”
Yet, at this very moment.
That sweet voice suddenly turned somewhat icy.
She shouted sharply: “…along with you all!”
In the next instant, the hands that were supposed to be pushing forward suddenly changed moves; her slender fists, wrapped in white light, tore through the air and swung forward with a whistling sound.
At the same time, she herself dashed forward at high speed like a streak of light.
With magic filling her body, Alex Morgan, radiating a brilliance like Holy Light, was moving at an astonishing speed.
The Maid Puppet’s hand, which was holding a kitchen knife, had only just begun to lift, and the girl in its field of vision had already vanished.
In the blink of an eye.
A white afterimage flashed to its right side like a phantom.
Her cherry-colored hair whipped up in the high-speed movement.
Utilizing the momentum, the girl twisted her waist and hips, her slender fist carrying terrifying explosive power as it slammed heavily into the hollow face of the knife-wielding Maid Puppet with a sound of breaking through the air. This story is hosted at g.com.
This punch even carried a hint of red flame, carving a bright streak through the dark forest.
Pfft!
Crack!
With a dull thud, it was sent flying backward.
Alex Morgan didn’t hesitate for a moment; she turned and lunged toward the Butler Puppet nearby.
—Transformation, as an action and ability etched into the very bones of this maiden body, was perfectly read and replicated by Alex Morgan in an intuitive way under the influence of [Soul Link].
The indescribable instinct to continue the transformation just now was proof of this.
Ordinarily, this would be very difficult to suppress, just as people basically cannot suppress their own knee-jerk reflexes or blinking; and this instinctual impulse from a supernatural ability was even more deeply rooted than such physical nerve reflexes.
However, Alex Morgan did not have just one talent.
The [Precision Control Engine] also began to exert its power.
At this moment, relying on a level of control so powerful it even surpassed this body, Alex Morgan stopped the dialogue and movements that were about to burst forth, directly interrupting her own transformation process!
At this moment, the magic that had just dissipated was firmly imprisoned within her body.
The sensation of that power rampaging inside her filled her entire body, accompanied by intense, sharp pain.
But she could still continue to act!
Alex Morgan lowered her body, and a long leg shining with Holy Light swept out like a steel whip, striking precisely at the calf joint of the Butler Puppet.
“Snap!”
A dull, explosive sound rang out.
This kick was even more powerful than the previous punch.
There were no scenes of flying flesh and blood, only dry wood splinters spraying everywhere.
The Butler Puppet’s fragile ball joint instantly disintegrated under the overwhelming force, and its body lost balance and toppled to one side.
Alex Morgan didn’t hesitate at all.
Engaging her waist and abdomen, she sprang up like a compressed spring, clenched her right fist, and unleashed a textbook-perfect Rising Dragon Punch from bottom to top.
The fist’s edge, carrying scorching magic that became even more violent due to her movements and emotions, actually formed a flame-like trajectory, slamming fiercely into the featureless face of the Butler Puppet.
Bang!
It sounded as if a watermelon had been smashed by a hammer.
The puppet’s head exploded into wood shavings that flew everywhere, and the headless body swayed twice before crashing to the ground.
The girl landed on the ground, staggering slightly.
The wild, scorching magic surged within her, and external magic was still pouring in, becoming increasingly chaotic and hot, to the point that even Alex Morgan, who had an extremely high tolerance for pain, felt the veins on her forehead throb a few times.
The [Precision Control Engine] was not a mechanical mind; this pain was felt entirely by her consciousness. Visit g.com for the full chapter.
That Maid Puppet monster shouldn’t be dead yet.
Could she still fight?
Alex Morgan gasped, her thoughts racing with lightning speed.
The magic inside her seemed to be getting more and more violent; in other words, the next punch would be even more powerful.
So, as long as she could hold on for three more seconds and land the next move, she could win.
However…
Just as this thought arose, an unexpected change occurred.
Perhaps it was the series of high-intensity explosive movements just now that, on some level, guided the magic within her.
The power that had only been barely suppressed seemed to have been stimulated, accelerating and boiling frantically inside her.
This violent energy surge, compounded by the tearing phantom pain already present in her body, instantly broke through her defenses.
The breath Alex Morgan exhaled suddenly overflowed with wisps of fire.
In this instant, the magic spiraled out of control beyond a certain critical point.
It felt as if flames had instantly ignited in her windpipe, threatening to cook her internal organs.
Her mind stalled for 0.3 seconds at this moment, and her vision went black for an instant.
Even though the [Precision Control Engine] had been in effect the whole time, it couldn’t block this.
Because this was a loss of magic control, not a stagnation caused by instinct.
It was precisely in this fatal moment that the other Maid Puppet, which had silently crawled back onto the battlefield, moved.
It slid across the ground at high speed in an eerie, ergonomically impossible posture, the rusty kitchen knife in its hand thrusting out silently.
Pfft.
The cold metal pierced her skin, sinking into Alex Morgan’s soft abdomen, which was covered by white light.
The Holy Light seemed to generate some repulsive force to block the attack, but not much.
“Ugh…”
The intense pain shot up her spine like an electric current.
Alex Morgan’s eyes widened sharply, and her forehead was instantly covered in a fine layer of cold sweat.
But this pain, piercing straight to her Soul, acted like an adrenaline shot, forcibly recalling her scattered consciousness, and she slammed her elbow into the opponent’s head.
man!