My wife is a magical girl, how can I be the villain?

"Okay, I'll go to the bank after work." Tang Ming held his phone somewhat impatiently, glancing at the time and the bar's door every now and then.

"I think it's better to unlink the management fee from the card. The property management is always a hassle, and I don't want to have the fee deducted by default anymore." Even through the phone's microphone, Lin Ruoyu's voice remained clear and crisp.

"Hmm... then I won't accept payment by default."

Tang Ming nodded in response, but he was somewhat absent-minded. It was almost time for Hua Lingyou to agree on a time. He touched the box beside him, preparing to hang up the phone and transform to rush in.

"The last isolation magic circle has been set up. Magic is still very useful... Once the circle activates on time, you can rush in and wreak havoc!" Hua Lingyou instructed her an hour ago before leaving.

The magical isolation was now activated, and just as Tang Ming was preparing to act, his wife called.

"Your tone... seems a bit perfunctory. What are you doing?"

"No, I'm at work," Tang Ming said, slowing his pace.

"Why do I hear noises from the street? Aren't you in the office?" Lin Ruoyu's ears twitched as she heard faint hawking sounds coming from the receiver.

"I'm bringing coffee for the people in the office... There are more people downstairs." Tang Ming glanced at the convenience store next door, where a group of people were arguing heatedly about the prices of items.

"You think you can run errands like this?"

"I'm new here, and everyone here is a senior colleague, so I should be more proactive in serving them tea and water."

Now that Lin Ruoyu knows about his work, Tang Ming no longer tries to "hide" it.

"That's true... You go ahead and get back to work, there's nothing else."

Seeing this, Lin Ruoyu hung up the phone and looked at the stack of yellow dresses in front of her, slowly rubbing her throbbing temples with her thumb.

"Don't rush things, it'll make you feel nauseous," Wu Shao said, scrolling through her phone and checking in on her.

"Do you think the Demon Realm knows about our actions?" Lin Ruoyu suddenly asked.

"Whatever, are there limits on the number of transformation outfits?" Wushao said, pouting.

"That's true..."

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Tang Ming packed his things, noticing that it was getting a little late. He took a deep breath and mentally reviewed the route through the mine and his battle strategy when facing the cult later.

"Transformation! Go go go!"

Tang Ming opened the box, and the ordinary box transformed into an unfathomable abyss. Countless alien substances spread out from the abyss, instantly enveloping his entire body. Purple threads twisted and unfurled into pieces of smooth, clean crystal armor. A chilling aura burst forth, but was contained by a thin barrier in mid-air.

This is the effect of the isolation magic; otherwise, the Ministry of Demonology would have already received the message just now.

Tang Ming strode into the tavern with an air of indifference, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings. The ordinary people around him, seeing the massive, two-meter-tall phantom beast suddenly appear, scattered in panic.

The guards who were relaxing at the entrance were so frightened that they stood frozen in place, not even having time to react and run away. In the blink of an eye, the Void Beast rushed to his side. Just when he thought he was going to die, the Void Beast ignored him and smashed open the door, seemingly with a purpose, rushing towards the back room.

"Damn it! Notify the captain right now!"

The tavern patrons scattered and fled, but the cult members, realizing that the Void Beasts were heading towards the abandoned mine, immediately reacted and used their communication devices to call for help from below.

Some fearless followers even formed a symbiotic relationship with the alien entity, attempting to block the advance of the void beasts while encased in tattered black crystal armor.

Tang Ming knew it was late and he didn't want to waste time in front of others.

A purple glow appeared on the crystal armor, and Tang Ming's speed increased several times over. He passed through the interceptor almost touching his body. He lay on the pipe in the ceiling, glanced at the increasing number of fearless cultists below, and the alien substance on his arm changed from crystal to gel-like, continuously extending and grabbing the entrance of the passage, pulling Tang Ming inside.

"Thump—!"

A loud crash came from the end of the narrow passage. Tang Ming rushed to the gate, but the gate was completely closed, and there was no one in front of it.

The sound we just heard was the guards sealing off the gate and retreating back into the mine.

Tang Ming glanced up and down at the thick door, then placed his hands on it.

The crystal in his hand transformed into fine needles, which he inserted into the door. Following the method taught by Hua Lingyou, he injected the foreign substance into the various weak cavities within the door.

These rare, weak points had already been figured out by Hua Lingyou last night, and Tang Ming began to rock back and forth according to the specific directions instructed by his senior.

At first, his whole body was shaking. If someone were standing behind Tang Ming, they would think he was doing something indescribable to the gate.

The gate remained completely still.

"If they had placed a fixed spell on the door, it would have been much more troublesome. Fortunately, these people avoid magic like the plague..."

Tang Ming remained calm. The next moment, afterimages appeared around his purple crystal armor. The alien substance caused his entire body to vibrate at an extremely high frequency. The fine needles connecting his hands transmitted the vibrations into the door, and powder began to fly out continuously from the edges of the heavy door.

Tang Ming pushed the alien force to its limit, and the followers behind the door stared in horror at the three- or four-meter-high door that was about to collapse.

The four guards poured the alien matter from their bodies into the ground, while the alien matter in their chests transformed into bloated crystals, blocking the doorway.

But Tang Ming, skilled and unrestrained, released his energy and sensed a strong resistance behind him. With a loud "bang!", the entire edge of the door was shaken apart by the high-frequency vibration, and the whole door was suspended on the ground.

Tang Ming spread out seven or eight thick crystal supports around his legs, and with a exertion of his upper body, the fine needles inside the door were suddenly pulled away, and the entire door smashed backward like a brick.

The four guards blocking the door, along with the other waiting believers, were instantly slammed through the door and crushed against the back wall.

Hearing the noise from afar in the back hall, Hua Lingyou looked surprised: "The speed of evolution is really fast."

As Tang Ming entered the front hall, more than a dozen cult members—now grotesque, alien symbiotes—rushed towards him.

A normal training team only has twenty or thirty people, but the only training team stationed in Fangzhou City looks to have more than fifty or sixty people.

The organization is too bloated...

Tang Ming did not hesitate. His superiors had assigned him the task of killing enough people to break through the base's defenses.

He wouldn't deceive himself into thinking his actions were right just because the other party was a terrorist organization.

He chose the Void, and chose to embrace the power of the alien. The Void is humanity's common enemy, and he was mentally prepared to stand in the position of "villain."

After all, he had no choice. Even if he had to be an enemy of the magical girls... at least for now, he was not Tang Ming, but the Void Beast No. 6 recognized by the magical girls.

Tang Ming stretched out his leg and instantly floated into the center of the front hall. Most of the followers could only enhance their physique through heterogeneous enhancements. In other words, they could only engage in close combat, which was exactly what the [Void Beasts] loved.

Despite the fear they felt facing the towering humanoid beast, they were outnumbered and faced only one enemy. Their attack was swift and decisive, with many even leaping recklessly from the overhead railings, preparing to strike from the air.

"So I don't have to run away." Tang Ming's words were only audible to himself; otherwise, everyone would have noticed something was wrong.

Tang Ming's entire body tensed up, and the next moment, countless silk threads scattered like tentacles, the dense threads hooking into the entire space.

The group tried to cut the silk threads that flew past them. Some threads got caught on their bodies, while others were tied up.

They struggled for a moment, then realized that they were not bound by anything except for being unable to tear it, so they launched a new wave of attacks.

As the crowd approached him, Tang Ming suddenly spun around, and the scattered threads swirled rapidly in a spiral around him.

The moment the soft, intangible thread began to swirl, sharp crystals expanded from it, transforming into a jagged, serrated whip that lashed out at everyone in the space.

The person closest to Tang Ming was already swinging his powerful fists, aiming to smash them at Tang Ming's head.

By the time he realized that the barely visible wisp of light before him had turned into a deadly purple danger, the scene before his eyes was already mixed with scarlet blood flowers, and the world was spinning.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"

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