Starting with "The Demonic Cultivation," I had no choice but to pretend to be a magical gi

The young internet celebrity holding the selfie stick couldn't help but open her mouth wide, and the barrage of comments that were scrolling across the phone screen paused for a moment.

Then they all started exploding in a neat, orderly fashion.

At this moment, this uninvited guest who fell from the sky is the absolute focus.

The elaborate black Gothic Lolita dress rustled in the wind, its layers upon layers. With each movement, the shackles on her calves clanged crisply, the sound particularly clear in the air.

"Who is this? A magical girl I've never seen before?"

"Is this a new debut? This look... is a bit too dark."

Whispers arose as a few of the bolder individuals raised their phones, attempting to capture this new face that had never appeared in the official encyclopedia.

Wind Chime ignored these pointless comments.

Her violet eyes narrowed slightly, and she crossed her arms and stood still, feigning aloofness.

Nightingale nearly fainted upon seeing so many people. For the demonic path, the more people, the bigger the trouble. If they attracted the magical girl and her identity was discovered, everyone would be doomed.

"You...you mustn't do anything reckless. There are so many people here. If you cause trouble, you'll definitely be chased to the ends of the earth by magical girls."

The wind chimes were somewhat speechless.

"Shut up, am I not a magical girl now?"

She replied in her mind.

He immediately took a deep breath, raised his chin slightly, and just by standing there, an indescribable arrogant aura emanated from him.

"Since you all enjoy playing hide-and-seek so much, and don't want to just come out—"

"Unfortunately, I also have some skill in sleight of hand."

Before the words had even finished, a violent ripple suddenly appeared in the space behind the purplish-black magical girl.

"Buzz—!"

No pre-cast animation, zero-frame start.

Dozens of purplish-black halos, each half a meter in diameter, appeared out of thin air, densely covering half the sky. Countless intricate geometric patterns unfolded, creating a truly breathtaking scene.

The next second, a large number of light blades compressed from pure magic power slowly emerged from the magic circle.

And this is the result of Fengling's all-night research.

Essentially, they are still the same demonic energy blades as before, but the visual effects are completely different.

She herself didn't know what the purpose of those patterns was; she just drew them as intricately as possible to emphasize a sense of sophistication.

Along with the black aura swirling around the light blade, it was now enveloped in a layer of dazzling blue-purple electric light, instantly elevating its appearance by several notches.

Whether it's strong or not can be studied later, but its fashionability definitely needs to be significantly improved.

The direct result is that, to outsiders, she appears to be nothing more than a human-shaped self-propelled turret, a powerful magical girl capable of instantly unleashing a large number of advanced spells.

The crowd in the square finally realized what was happening and became even more excited.

"Wow, is this supposed to be an exhibition match? I didn't expect there to be such an exciting show to watch before the opening ceremony."

"This lighting effect... is this really magical girl stuff? It looks more like something out of 'The Demonic Cultivation'..."

Wind Chime: Hmm?

I see you've already chosen the path to your death!

She glanced around but couldn't immediately identify who had spoken up. She could only snort inwardly and turn her gaze back to the corners that seemed suspicious.

Although theoretically Fengling didn't actually see anything, that didn't stop her from scanning the entire room with a gaze that seemed to have seen through everything.

In places like this, there are definitely limited corners where people can hide, so just keep an eye on those places and you can't go wrong.

The few men dressed in casual clothes, who looked like ordinary passersby, were now sweating profusely in the area where her gaze swept over them.

"Damn it, we've been found out!"

A man wearing a baseball cap was clutching a handful of balloons tightly in his hand, and he couldn't help but curse under his breath.

He was a mole planted here, and his original orders were to wait until the chaotic attacks drew away the firepower before coordinating the real big operation.

Now, out of nowhere, a magical girl is pointing dozens of incredibly powerful magical blades straight at her forehead.

This undisguised murderous intent, this look in his eyes as if he were looking at trash...

They're definitely after me!

There's no room for complacency when facing magical girls. After all, they can't just attack without evidence; they've already instantly activated their battle form. To continue deceiving yourself is simply playing with your life.

"How is that possible? Our disguise was flawless; it even fooled the association's detection magic!"

The woman next to him, who was pretending to be his partner, turned pale and whispered through gritted teeth.

"Could it be that the association already knew about this and deliberately sent a high-ranking magical girl to clear the area?"

"Never mind that, the magic is about to hit my face!"

A ruthless glint flashed in the man's eyes.

"If we don't act now, we're all going to die here. We're exposed anyway, so let's just fight her!"

She's just a magical girl. With so many of us, we could overwhelm her even if we just piled her up.

Just as Fengling began to wonder to herself, "Why hasn't anything happened yet? Did I guess wrong?"

"boom!"

A loud bang exploded in the square without warning.

The man, disguised as a balloon vendor, suddenly tore off his disguise, and his originally hunched body instantly swelled into a muscular monster over two meters tall.

With a wave of his hand, the air pump rose up at will, transforming into a demonic weapon gleaming with cold light.

"Now that you've been discovered, you're going to die!"

The monster roared, its body erupting with thick, black mist. Like a tank, it rampaged through the crowd, using passersby as speed bumps, and charged straight toward the purplish-black magical girl.

Next, to the east, to the south...

Black smoke billowed up one after another from all directions in the square. The seemingly harmless passersby had all shed their disguises and revealed their demonic identities.

There were more than a dozen!

The crowd erupted in chaos. This was no longer just a spectacle; one wrong move and someone could really lose their life.

"Aaaaaah, it's a demonic attack!"

"Help! Where's the magical girl? Help me!"

The cacophony of sounds was so loud and distracting that it was incredibly irritating.

The wind chimes still stood there steadily, ringing out.

Seeing the demons and monsters suddenly erupting not far away, her delicate face showed no panic. Instead, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and her violet eyes shone brightly.

Sure enough!

"I knew it! There was something fishy going on here! If I hadn't acted decisively and gone all out, those despicable demons would have kept holding back for who knows how long."

The wind chimes spoke to the nightingale in their hearts.

The nightingale fell silent.

This...this works?