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

"How many more trips will this take? Can't you send more people to do it all at once?"

Several people carried large boxes off the car and walked into the museum. One of the younger men couldn't help but complain.

Another person scoffed, "What's the use of having more people? Don't you understand there's only one box... Five or six more times should be enough."

"Stop whispering! The walls have ears."

The burly man following behind, bearing most of the weight, warned in a deep voice, his sharp eyes sweeping around the surroundings.

"Hurry up, the priest is waiting for the host." After confirming that there was nothing amiss, he urged.

Tang Ming stopped following them. During their close proximity, he had carefully observed that the luster of the silver box was very similar to the briefcase in his hand.

His eyes lacked penetrating insight, and their similar surface luster offered no persuasiveness. Tang Ming carried the suitcase, pulling a cigarette from his pocket—a gift from a relative of Pan Xiwen's family before the ceremony.

He didn't smoke it, but casually stuffed it into his pocket, and now it came in handy.

"Beep, beep, beep!"

He sensed something was off as soon as he tapped the metal of the van with the back of his hand. Tang Ming had ridden in these cheap, simple vans before; the metal was as thin as paper. But when he tapped it, the sound was solid and deep, more stable than a million-dollar luxury car.

Inside, a tall, thin man was lounging in his seat, half-reclined, playing on his phone. Hearing a knock, his expression froze, but he quickly regained his composure, calmly rolling down the window to see a man standing outside, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

"Brother, do you have a fire?" Tang Ming asked with a fawning expression.

"I don't have any..." The man had a very mature bone structure, but his face was wrinkle-free and his skin was unusually good.

"I left it on the table and no one knows who took it."

Tang Ming shook his head sheepishly, taking the opportunity to casually glance around the bread truck. Apart from him, the back seats all the way to the trunk were empty, and there seemed to be nothing unusual. Only the interior walls of the truck seemed to be coated with some kind of material, reflecting a multicolored black.

"Hmm..." The man glanced behind Tang Ming, put down his phone, took out a lighter from his side, and lit it for him.

"What a kind person..." Tang Ming thought to himself, but instead of putting the cigarette in his mouth, he held it up in greeting, "Thanks!"

"Alright, stop bothering me." After saying that, the man rolled up the window and went back to playing on his phone.

Tang Ming turned his head and saw the "four brothers" carrying boxes out again, their hands getting heavier and heavier.

He left the scene without changing his expression.

"What was that guy doing?" They stuffed the metal box into the car, and the burly man gestured with his chin toward the spot where Tang Ming had left.

"He borrowed a light..." The man inside the car struggled to pull the suitcase inside, then closed the car door.

Tang Ming left the scene, mentally reviewing what he had just witnessed.

There was a large empty space inside the carriage used to store boxes. They had transported so many things, there should have been some stuff in the carriage, but it was still empty.

These four people have done this several times already, so another chance wouldn't make any difference... Tang Ming didn't believe these people were moving boxes for fun.

Tang Ming looked at his suitcase, gently ran his hand over it, and unfastened the clasps on both sides.

With a crisp "click," the briefcase opened, revealing a fine black velvet interior. The briefcase-sized space was completely empty—not even a pen or a book.

Tang Ming's eyes lit up, and he muttered to himself, "It can't be that... such a coincidence?"

He closed the box, gripping it tightly in his left hand. He scanned his surroundings; there were no security cameras in the area.

The next moment, the suitcase suddenly split open, and a torrent of dense purple threads shot out from the open "mouth" of the suitcase, enveloping the suitcase and his entire body...

The condensed aura of emptiness soared into the sky.

The man in the van opened a large box, inside which lay a body, already made up, but the arrangement was casual and crude, as if it had been dumped into the box like garbage, with a few flower stems and water chestnut leaves still stuck to its body.

If Tang Ming saw the body, he might be horrified, or he might silently shake his head—this person was none other than Pan Xiwen, who was being transferred for cremation.

The boxes that were transported back and forth before all contained bodies after the funeral, but this time it was Pan Xiwen's turn.

The four people outside chatted casually, completely oblivious to what was happening inside. Meanwhile, the only man inside the vehicle touched the side of the metal box, and patches of purple substance appeared on his upper body skin, bursting from his capillaries the next moment—it was an alien substance.

His delicate skin was covered by black crystals transformed from heterogeneous material. The man remained kneeling inside the car, bending over and leaning his upper body into the compartment, his head, covered in crystal armor, pressed against Pan Xiwen's body.

The unadorned box glowed with a black light, and a bubble gradually formed inside the small box. The irregular sphere rolled up and down very unstablely, but after the man's entire upper body embraced the sphere, it immediately became condensed and stable.

A small bubble formed in the box.

The man's fusion with the alien substance and the dense aura of the void within the cracked bubble were both blocked by the special coating on the bread van wall, preventing any of their aura from escaping.

They had completed this process several times. Once the body was transported through the cracked bubble to the Void Earth, the container would be empty. They could then open the car door and repeat the process to move other bodies. As for what was burned in the crematorium... and what was placed in the urn, no one knew.

This explains why so many "things" were moved but never found inside the vehicle.

It has to be said that the bread truck's bumpy, cheap appearance was extremely deceptive. The special manufacturing process inside completely locked away any trace of foreign substances. Even Tang Ming, who had followed them outside before, couldn't detect anything unusual. No one knew how many times they had done this so openly. Unfortunately, this time...

Lin Ruoyu suddenly raised her head, her expression changing instantly. She quickly opened the car door and turned around to look towards the back door of the funeral home.

The crowd remained bustling, the sky unchanged. She squinted, her palm pressed against her slender neck. Without a moment's hesitation, she activated a simple detection spell and ran towards a secluded corner.

The next moment, a red dot lit up on the screen in her hand, the alarm had activated, and the alarm light up on the detection map, right at her location.

After Lin Ruoyu stopped, she put her phone away with one hand and gripped the Soul Jade Fragment tightly with the other, her gaze cold.

"Transform!"

Tang Ming examined himself after evolving to the second stage of [Breaking the Cocoon], becoming increasingly slender. After a moment's thought, his entire body's chips trembled, transforming into skin and clothes out of thin air, mimicking Captain He.

Then he took off running towards the bread cart.

The disturbance just now should have triggered an alarm. I can't count on the wizard. I hope the magical girl can come quickly and keep these people here.

If this were a deserted place, Tang Ming could have easily executed the other party on the spot. But this place is densely populated, and he couldn't possibly make himself a target of public criticism just to meddle in other people's business.

After all, the other party is "suspected" to be a cult, while he is now a real virtual beast.

"Clang!"

The bread cart was suspended in the air on one side, and the whole vehicle was tilted. Fortunately, the vehicle was very sturdy and did not overturn.

Surprisingly, the kick didn't break the car door. Tang Ming withdrew his right leg, and the "skin" on his right hand returned to its crystal armor. He then punched out a hole the size of a bowl in the car door.

In an instant, an extremely fierce aura of void energy burst out from the cave entrance. The void energy that had been suppressed was extremely dense, almost tangible, and even caused Tang Ming, who had withdrawn his hand, to be "blown" back a few steps.

Now things are really messed up. Just now, the Demon Exorcism Department sent out warnings to all sides, and now the alarms on the building's roof are blaring out a piercing alarm. The detectors have determined that the public must be informed to evacuate...

The four people standing outside the bread cart were completely stunned; a series of changes happened almost in the blink of an eye.

A person suddenly jumped out from nowhere, kicked the bread cart, and then punched it without hesitation after landing. The entire insulating coating was broken, the bubbles went out of control, and the alarm on the funeral home building went off the next moment.

The noisy crowd inside the museum erupted into chaos, rushing out in a hurried yet orderly fashion. Although the situation was urgent and many people looked panicked, a certain degree of order had been cultivated over the years.

Anyway, ordinary people can only run away, and those who fail to run away... well, you don't need to say why they come to the funeral home.

All the car doors opened, and the man inside jumped out menacingly. The other four stood behind him, looking at Tang Ming, who had become "Captain He," as if facing a formidable enemy.

The man in the lead was already covered in crystal armor on his upper body, and pieces of crystal armor also emerged from various parts of the bodies of the other four.

Tang Ming glanced at them; none of them were particularly strong, possessing very little alien substance within them, and even their transformed crystal armor could only cover a portion of their bodies. The man in the lead was the strongest.

Due to the unstable spatial disturbance caused by the cracked bubble, the entire car overturned on the ground, and the body structure could not withstand the force, causing the roof to fall apart.

The silver box slid out, and Tang Ming glanced at it subconsciously. The dark bubble was about to dissipate, and the contents of the box had already been drawn into it. With the complete transfer, the bubble's "mission" was accomplished.

Tang Ming's pupils contracted sharply. As he had expected, they were indeed transporting a body. The last half of the body had already been sucked into the bubble. Pan Xiwen's face came into view. Before he could react, his head was also sucked into the bubble. Everything vanished like smoke, and there was nothing left in the box.

"Pan Xiwen..." Tang Ming looked at the box, then at the five people in front of him, and was speechless for a moment.

"You are..." The first man narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing him intently. "Are you Captain He, stationed in Fangzhou?"

Before Tang Ming could think about what to say or whether to throw a punch, the other party gave a sly smile:

"You're the beast that caused such a ruckus at the altar yesterday, enraging the priest... You're quite something."

The man spoke sarcastically, but his body was lowered and his expression became noticeably tense. The people behind him became even more agitated and flustered upon hearing this.

They knew that a humanoid phantom beast had pierced the altar, and the priest had personally chased after it. When they arrived, the phantom beast was gone, but the priest had lost half of his body and was severely injured. He was only able to temporarily maintain his activities by constructing a "pseudo-body" from alien matter.

"He has the ability to disguise himself; when he's completely disguised, it'll be very difficult for you to tell him apart. Be especially careful of that face—He Jin from the Fangzhou garrison training team!"

The priest then growled in a somber voice, "Everyone, conceal your identities and search the entire city for 'He Jin' and a woman!"

They met the person they were looking for so quickly; is that lucky or unlucky...?

If they could bring back intelligence, that would be a monumental achievement. But could they really get back? This was a Void Beast that had severely injured the High Priest!

The group was fearless and willing to sacrifice their lives for the new humans; otherwise, they would not have dared to attempt symbiosis with the alien species.

But their plan was exposed, and they had to flee...

"Don't even think about escaping!"

A cold, clear voice pierced the air; it didn't come from Tang Ming's mouth, but from the sky.

Tang Ming was startled, and after a moment of panic, he regained his composure and smiled with pleasure.

He turned his head, and there was the magical girl Hoshino floating in the air. She stepped on her toes and gracefully landed, appearing gentle but actually arriving in front of them in the blink of an eye.

Before the dark figure above could descend, Tang Ming swayed and leaped into the air, landing behind the five people in an arc. Some reacted quickly, jumping up and scattering in all directions, shouting, "Run!"

Tang Ming arrived first despite being late, grabbing the several people who jumped up and throwing them towards Xingyu in the air.

After releasing the force, Xingyu turned around and looked back. The talisman in her left hand was already shining brightly, and the pages in her right hand began to turn, with the talisman flying towards the people she had thrown out.

Tang Ming was secretly pleased to see this, and followed the same method to grab the remaining three people and throw them into the air one by one.

Unexpectedly, Xingyu was extremely experienced. Although she did not understand the situation of the group, she saw through He Jin's trick at a glance.

Seeing that this person directly asked someone to block her way, she knew he must be a leader. Almost at the same moment, she tapped a semi-transparent page, and a spell bypassed the five people and swiftly stabbed in front of Tang Ming. The spell transformed into a swirling blade of light, leaving five afterimages that slashed towards Tang Ming's neck and limb joints.

"That's ruthless!"

Seeing the danger approaching, Tang Ming had no choice but to dodge it and then quickly retreated to avoid the blade that was half a step behind him. A horizontal groove was left in the ground in front of Tang Ming's toes.

If he were in his crystal armor form, Tang Ming could easily dodge these attacks, but he didn't want to reveal his identity as "Void Beast No. 6," otherwise, if the other party relentlessly pursued him, he might not be able to escape.

Unable to use crystal armor for defense or the bursting crystal threads, he was struggling to dodge the opponent's normal attacks.

Without hesitation, Tang Ming grabbed the bread cart next to him, tore open the already dilapidated body to cover his body, transformed his hands into strong, crystalline arms, and threw it into the air with all his might.

The unfolded metal sheet of the car followed the five people in the air and crashed down on Xingyu.

At a height of over ten meters, the bread truck didn't slow down at all, and just "packed up" the five people in front of it, slamming them down on Xingyu's face.

"Shameless."

Xingyu cursed, but Tang Ming didn't care. He used all four limbs to climb over the funeral home's railing, plunged into the bushes, and then skimmed across the road and into the building complex.

Tang Ming felt that this escape route was familiar... He had run away from school in the same way last night, only this time he was faster and his posture was less elegant.

But this trick really worked. The five people and the bread cart were already in front of them, and Tang Ming was nowhere to be seen. If she were to use magic to track them, she would have to completely disregard their lives.

Xingyu was very unhappy. She knew that the other party had her figured out. Even though the other party was the strongest "leader", she could only let the other party leave this time.

With no other option, she had to deal with the immediate crisis first... Before she could even process what was happening, the bread cart crashed right in front of Xingyu.

There was no sound of collision or explosion.

A faint golden light enveloped the entire scene, just a few dozen centimeters from Xingyu's chest, effectively isolating the car from Xingyu.

Not an inch forward.