Chapter 955 - 292: Kill You Kill You Kill You Kill You Kill You Kill You..._2

Something’s wrong.

Mu Jin suddenly realized a problem—it wasn’t just the mixing of multiple Magic Powers causing instability.

It was Zi Yuan’s own Magic Power, the control of even a single Magic Power was maintained in an unstable state.

Realizing this, Mu Jin was shocked.

From the start, she knew Zi Yuan’s Magic Control had reached an unimaginable level, capable of intricately separating two worlds fused at ninety-nine percent safely and entirely.

But intentionally keeping each Magic Power in an unstable state, and even in this imbalance, forcing their fusion!

Even stable Magic Power would repel and explode due to collision, yet Zi Yuan fused two and even more unstable Magic Powers, constantly maintaining the composite Magic Power light ball in this delicate imbalance.

Continuously unstable yet not exploding, and not settling into calm to reduce power.

Thus, a Magic Cannon that continuously twisted, expanded, deformed, and mismatched slowly formed in Zi Yuan’s Dragon Horn.

Fingers touching the Dragon Horn slightly curled, followed by.

Zi Yuan lightly flicked her Dragon Horn.

The crisp sound was like a burning fuse, and the unstable seven-colored light ball inside the Dragon Horn began to bloom at a terrifying speed!

That is...

The most common Attack Magic that any Magical Girl would use, requiring no practice and as natural as sleeping and eating—

Destruction Light Cannon!

The dazzling extreme light instantly engulfed the world, and everyone lost their sight and consciousness!

...

"Didn’t they say the wedding is around here?"

"Why can’t we find it?"

"Damn, are you completely lost? Can you even read a map?"

"Ah, ah, ah, Lord Si Motu!"

In the van, Xilan screamed with a headache, the shouts of those useless people around her were deafening.

"Where’s the Holy Hall!" She forcibly interrupted the commotion and asked viciously, "Didn’t we agree to hire the Holy Hall to crash the wedding and seize Lord Si Motu? Where are the Holy Hall people, was the money spent for nothing!"

"Can’t be that the Holy Hall is lost too, right?" Yun Ke rubbed her temples and glanced at Xilan in the front passenger seat, "What now? Where do we go?"

"A bunch of useless idiots, Lord Si Motu spent so much money only to raise a group of freeloaders!" Xilan gritted her teeth spitefully, looking at the map in hand, then at the Southern China’s sky, "This is supposed to be your turf and you can’t even find a place!"

"Ha, you think you’re so great, what are you but an early lackey around Si Motu..."

"You, a thing worse than a dog, dare to speak to me? What are you, anyway!"

The argument between the two Complete Witches caused other van noises to gradually disappear, leaving only the loud voices of the two girls that almost deafened others.

The veteran driver could only helplessly honk the horn, "Alright, alright, do we keep searching or go back, no news from the Holy Hall either..."

"Shut up, who do you think you are?"

"This isn’t your place to speak!"

Facing the suppression from two Complete Witches, the veteran driver just sneered, "I’m the President of the Witch Association!"

This time, not only the two Complete Witches laughed, but even the other Witch Association members behind started laughing.

The veteran driver stubbornly held his ground, "Laugh, keep laughing, you’ll see your mistake once we reach headquarters!"

Xilan, about to mock, was patting the driver’s face.

The ground suddenly started shaking, and the van began to sway in the massive tremor, sliding down the road!

The driver’s face turned surprised as he slammed the brakes, everyone turned to look outside the van.

The terrifying Magic Cannon, breaking the space, shot towards the sky!

When it exploded in the air, it looked like a seven-colored neon light, flickering with a myriad of extreme lights.

As it scattered, it resembled a spinning disco ball casting diamond-like light spots on everyone’s face, flickering and dimming.

The entire world under this massive seven-colored Magic Cannon transformed into a dazzling, boiling dance hall, filled with screams and uproar, like a frenzied dance floor under a deep bass cannon.

And then, it became deathly silent, like a cemetery at night.

Inside the van, everything fell silent, breathing suppressed to a minimum, as if fearing that breathing too much would lead them to be targeted by the Magic Cannon.

When slightly recovering from fear and shock, Xilan and Yun Ke glanced at each other in their scared embrace.

Then immediately kicked each other away in disgust.

Without any need to speak, everyone’s reaction quickly aligned.

The driver swiftly turned the steering wheel and slammed the gas pedal.

"Go, go, go!"

...

"What kind of world king am I if I can’t defeat you?"

"You don’t need to come find me, I’ll come find you, Zi Yuan."

"I’ll make you regret cheating me!"

These words, submerged by the Magic Cannon, echoed in his mind.

Sitting abruptly up from the medical pod, the prince rubbed his forehead.

The real sensation of death still made the brain tremble, yet could not penetrate the body truly.

The feeling of losing strength, blood turning cold, even bones and flesh dissolving.

Came from the perfectly intact heart.

It was as if countless tiny needlepoints rushed through the veins, causing intense pain in every part of the body and every organ, making her feel hard to breathe, wanting to vomit.

Sitting in the medical pod, somewhat dull, staring forward.

The mind blank from pain made her unable to think temporarily.

Not knowing how long it passed, maybe a second, maybe an hour.