Chapter 292: I Am Magical Girl Meng Mengxiang, Now Officially Online

"And I am merely clearing the path for everyone, then riding this wave to collect some recompense."

Wu Nuo muttered: "Heh, those insects were truly played to death by your schemes..."

"Hehe... hahaha!! This is no scheme!"

It suddenly burst into wild laughter, its former refinement gradually peeling away, replaced by a hint of mania: "For me, this is also a grand gamble!"

"Five years ago, I awakened, and immediately tore apart my True Transformation Element and all my accumulated power, keeping only the most core part to cross the boundary and arrive in this world! All for the sake of riding this wave!"

"Other Root Demons are either still unawakened, or timidly waiting for the world to recover—how could they possibly understand the profound significance of personally participating in the opening of this era?"

Wu Nuo gritted his teeth.

—True Transformation Element...

That was proof of reaching the legendary Fourth Energy Level.

And something like that, it actually discarded willingly, as mere consumables?

So this was the truth behind the P Incidents?

"The facts have proven that all of this was worth it. I used the fragments of my True Transformation Element as the seed capital to push this wave forward."

The Pollution Demon leisurely recounted its methods and plans to Wu Nuo: "Of the fragments I carried over, half were used to create these two over-limit memory devices, and the remaining portion was used to conduct the ritual."

As it spoke, its body began trembling uncontrollably, and the laughter beneath its armor gradually grew wanton and unrestrained: "To expose supernatural power completely and utterly to the eyes of ordinary people, using everyone's perception and fear to prematurely open the gates of a new era!"

"Nothing could count as a greater 'contamination' of this world than personally driving the revival of the supernatural!"

"And I, too, shall obtain the possibility of further advancement within this wave!"

It spread its arms wide, the dazzling light and shadow created by its full-body curse power struggling against the world's suppression rippling incessantly—yet at this moment, it seemed to be crowning it: "Can you feel it? The world's suppression is loosening. A new path forward is about to open!"

"Mr. Wu Nuo, you should feel supremely honored, for only a powerhouse like you is qualified to share in the arrival of this great era with me!"

The Pollution Demon pretentiously nodded toward Wu Nuo, then bowed to the audiences currently watching the livestream from all directions: "Ladies and gentlemen, what you are about to witness next is the arrival of a new era!"

"A bloody yet infinitely possible era, where only the fittest shall survive..."

It was too smug, too delighted, and so its true demonic face was completely exposed.

No matter how refined and calculating it appeared on the surface, it was, after all, a negative being born solely to fulfill the essence of its own existence.

Now that its plan was on the verge of completion, how could it not let itself run wild?

.........

Yet at this very moment.

Twenty kilometers from the center of the battlefield, in some inconspicuous room no one cared about.

A woman with a white braid was sitting by the window, her brows furrowed as she sensed the signals relayed back by the crow, transmitting them to Wind Capital Television.

Although the planted agents on the television station's end were still operating normally, a puzzled expression nonetheless appeared on the woman's face.

At this moment, the images and sounds coming from the crow remained clear.

Amidst the sound of rain, that blue-green dual-colored humanoid's voice carried smugness and madness: "I will conquer this world! I will shroud the earth in endless darkness, forcing everyone to kneel beneath my feet..."

What the hell?

This dialogue sounds like something out of a third-rate villain from a cartoon...

It hadn't said a single piece of useful information since the beginning.

That refined gentleman who had hired her—after revealing his true colors, his personality turned out to be this utterly graceless?

After all that painstaking effort, all that desperate scheming, defeating that terrifying Strongest of Wind Capital, this was what he prepared to broadcast to all of Wind Capital?

Although one could understand that demons had muddled minds, it was indeed hard to comprehend...

But this was just too absurd.

"...?"

Yet the next moment.

She suddenly froze, then a look of terror spread across her face. Curse power began spreading uncontrollably from her body, and inexplicably, crimson flames flickered to life in the depths of her eyes.

—All the curse power and spells throughout her body suddenly felt as if something had taken control of them.

In that instant.

She suddenly felt...

The livestream currently broadcasting, along with all those crows hovering in the sky awaiting orders—every single one had slipped beyond her control.

.............

All the live broadcast feeds currently airing throughout Wind Capital suddenly flickered without any warning.

The sound of rain gradually faded, and something began echoing in the ears of every viewer.

"♪～"

It was a symphony coming from nowhere.

The sounds of strings and woodwinds rose lightly, gentle yet dashing in tone, like the background music from some movie heralding the arrival of a certain character.

What followed was a change in the visual.

First, a head of sakura-red hair drifted lightly into the corner of the frame, as if hinting at something.

The next moment, the livestream's perspective suddenly shifted, pulling away from the ruins, changing angles, locking onto a spot in the rubble dozens of meters away.

The image zoomed in, placing that slender figure at the very center of the frame.

—It was a dreamlike beautiful girl.

Her figure was delicate, sakura-red hair cascading to her waist, a pair of matching-colored eyes beneath her bangs, her features exquisite and lovely, like a stage idol commanding the attention of countless eyes.

Yet at this moment, her face carried no expression, and she wore a black dress with black high heels, exuding a maturity that belied her youth, adding a charming contrast that was hard to resist.

A flawless crimson gemstone pendant hung at her chest—meager as it was—radiating a soft glow.

The girl parted her lips slightly: "The human world is defiled once more."

Accompanied by that dashing background music, the girl's sweet yet indifferent voice reached the ears of every viewer.

Before their televisions, beside their screens, everyone watching the girl's entrance was momentarily struck speechless, unsure what expression to make.

—Wh... what's happening?

—But... she's so beautiful...

Compared to the slightly blurry footage from before, riddled with the noisy interference of wind and rain, everything now—the picture quality, the clarity of the background music, the girl's voice, even the lighting and camera angles at this very moment—was so perfectly composed.

Even the damn rain seemed to curve around this girl as it fell!

And they still said this wasn't special effects!

It was as if everything before had been a so-called 'fake broadcast,' and now the real star of the show was finally about to make her entrance, so they didn't even bother pretending anymore.

Little did they know...

This was only the beginning.

The next moment, the camera zoomed in.

As if suddenly equipped with that bright, soft, exclusive filter reserved for a romantic drama's heroine making her entrance, the entire visual style instantly transformed into a two-dimensional stage.

"?"

Before their televisions, question marks the size of dinner plates materialized above the heads of countless viewers.