Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　Cong Yu asked as if talking to himself, and the magical girl beside him immediately replied, "Yes! We saw it with our own eyes!"

　The magical girl was holding an umbrella for Murasame, speaking in a loud, clear voice like a super soldier—

　"Several hundred vampires used a strange spell to hug each other and then melted to form this... sphere!"

　In other words, it means merging.

　Cong Yu stared at the huge fleshy ball in the rain, as if she had noticed something: "Something's not right, something's very wrong."

　Upon hearing Cong Yu's words, the magical girl immediately tensed up: "What? What's going on? Commander, please give instructions?!"

　Cong Yu glanced at the nervous magical girl, thought for a moment, and then asked, "What's your educational background?"

　In response, the magical girl said—

　"Sir, it's junior high!"

　"..." That would be a bit troublesome.

　Do you know the formula for calculating volume?

　Cong Yu asked this question first, and then, seeing the magical girl's confused look, he realized that he didn't need to explain any further.

　Because the other party cannot understand.

　"What I mean is, hundreds of vampires shouldn't turn into a ball this big and heavy..."

　"Those who frequently get together should know that after squeezing out all the excess water from everyone in the world..."

　Even if they were pressed together, they would only form a fleshy ball with a diameter of one kilometer.

　With that, Cong Yu crossed her arms and summarized directly: "So compared to a biological thing, that thing is more like a kind of spell."

　"..." Seeing that the soldier magical girl still didn't understand, Cong Yu decided to put it more simply: "So the shells are meaningless."

　The moment Cong Yu finished speaking, the fleshy mass, braving the flashing artillery fire in the misty rain, charged straight toward the front-line garrison.

　They moved closer to the tanks that formed the first line of defense.

　If you don't get out of the way quickly, you'll probably get crushed...

　The barrage of fire from countless rocket launchers, howitzers, and tanks could indeed blast away the flesh and blood on the giant sphere, but the sphere would quickly regenerate.

　No matter how strong the impact, it seemed impossible for that huge ball of flesh and blood to advance or break through in this direction.

　"Retreat! Clear the way!"

　"Magic troops, prepare!"

　"Where's the commander?!"

　"..." Watching the soldiers begin to orderly make way to avoid casualties, Cong Yu simply stretched his right hand into the void: "A technique must be countered with a technique."

　dig--

　"..." He reached out and rummaged around...

　"???" Where's my sword?!

　Cong Yu's face was somewhat stiff as he groped around inside the Jormungandr train, unable to find his Seven Emperors Sword.

　(The Shining Sword: Resentment)

　Oh, right!

　It was given to Yaochuan Guang.

　"..." Suddenly remembering this, Cong Yu casually pulled her hand out amidst the expectant gazes of the magical girls around her.

　Then, with a perfectly natural wave of his hand, as if he had always intended to do so... Come on! My most trusted partner! Jormungandr Train!

　(Jormungandr Train: Then why were you taking out a hair just now? You probably weren't planning to use me in the first place, were you?!)

　(Cong Yu: That's not true.)

　"..."

　"Boom boom boom!!"

　Then, almost instantly, thunder, perfectly timed with the rain, suddenly began to resound... What came into view was scales.

　What suddenly emerged from the void was a snake, so enormous and abrupt that all those around could focus on was what was right in front of them.

　What I see are scales.

　Scales belonging to a snake.

　It caressed, intertwined, and carried with extraordinary violence... flying straight toward the fleshy ball that no longer seemed so large in comparison.

　Just as someone is whipped into spinning like a top by a copper-headed leather belt, the ball of flesh was sent spinning in place by the impact of the Jormungandr train.

　The flesh that made up the ball began to tear apart, and was flung into the air by the snake scales, the scattered blood making the raindrops even bigger.

　However, this time the rain was bright red.

　"Hiss!! Roar!!!"

　Then, the enormous, strangely silent mass of flesh suddenly let out a deafening roar... or rather, a scream.

　However, Cong Yu didn't feel any pity for him.

　The opponent's screams indicate that he has successfully inflicted damage; the louder the screams, the higher the damage.

　As the flesh and blood were repeatedly whipped and destroyed by the Jormungandr train, it gradually and completely fell away, and the ball of flesh began to shrink.

　In the end, all that remained on the battlefield was a ball barely larger than a person, and behind it, a group of bewildered vampires.

　This was the final attack by the fanatical vampires.

　This is the last attempt to break through...

　ended.

　The era of vampires has indeed come to an end... and after that comes the surrender phase.

　With this in mind, the fanatical vampires finally raised their hands in a common gesture of surrender amidst the encirclement.

　"We surrender!"

　"Surrender! Admit defeat!"

　"I'm injured! I need a doctor."

　"..." What kind of doctor do vampires need?

　Amidst the silence of Cong Yu and the others, the lifeless ball of flesh lay quietly to the side, shriveled and lifeless.

　It emitted blue smoke, just like a slain vampire.

　Perhaps this also signals the end of ambition...

　?

　"Gurgle! Gurgle!"

　Just as Cong Yu turned to hand the battlefield over to others, the meatball suddenly began to move strangely, and then...

　"Boom!" "Boom!"

　Tentacles shot out swiftly from the fleshy mass, piercing through the chests of the surrendered vampires, and then extended chilling barbs.

　He dragged these vampires toward the ball of flesh.

　"Well, I don't know what will happen..."

　As she said this, Cong Yu raised her hand high, then quickly waved it down: "But I'm in a hurry to get home for dinner! So, second transformation is forbidden!"

　"..."

　"boom!!!"

　The Jormungandr train, which crashed instantly, shattered the gradually recovering flesh ball... Blood and flesh immediately scattered everywhere.

　The ball of flesh was first slammed to the ground, and then crushed by the Jormungandr train, which had not yet opened its mouth, scattering in all directions in a spray pattern.

　It splattered and crashed onto the ground, the tents, and everyone's bodies, almost completely staining the surrounding area—except for scarlet.

　Other colors.

　Thus began the bloody calamity...

　It was sealed with blood.

　Chapter 417 The Blood Chapter - The End

　To do something knowing it is impossible.

　This is a major taboo...

　In other words, the vampires, who were already certain of defeat, had no intention of resisting anymore.

　But this does not mean they are going to surrender.

　Not fighting doesn't mean I'm afraid.

　Being afraid doesn't mean I'm admitting defeat.

　"..." And without a doubt, at the most critical moment, a division arose among the remaining thousands of fanatical vampires.

　"I'm going to surrender!"

　"Fight to the very end!!!"

　"Let's run away, head north."

　"Surrender! Those mortals dare not kill us. There's an old saying, 'Discretion is the better part of valor,' let's surrender!"

　"I want food!! I want food!"

　"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Rape!"

　"Anyone who dares to leave Bucharest, even half a step, I will kill!!"

　"..." Amidst the commotion, the magical girl's forces continued their rapid advance, with some pro-war elements still putting up a desperate resistance on the front lines.

　Meanwhile, the rear was already discussing how to withdraw.

　It's incredibly realistic.

　"Found it... Have all the Elders perished in battle?"

　Such a voice came from a corner of the square: "No, or rather, was that 'Sweet-Tasty Celestial Body' constructed primarily based on your last Ancient One?"

　The person who made the sound was a vampire.

　But he stood rather aloof in the corner, clearly not one of the vampires present.

　"Damn it!"

　"who are you?"

　The appearance of this guy made the already chaotic situation even worse, and all the vampires looked at him warily.

　But the unfamiliar vampire did not answer them. Instead, he continued, "However, with your strength, you probably can't force the Ancient One... In other words, he is willingly taking a gamble."

　However, these people clearly did not follow the "Sweet Celestial Body" out... they only arranged for a portion of the vampires to rush out.

　"As for who I am..."

　The male vampire said this, then hesitated for a moment before adding, "I'd say I'm... a philanthropist?"

　His own uncertain tone immediately angered the fanatical vampires around him.

　They immediately launched an attack, trying to tear the man in front of them to pieces: "Enough! Who are you?"

　"Get away!!!"

　"How dare this traitor show his face in front of us?!"

　Amidst such furious roars, countless blood-red whips, sharp claws, and blood-soaked beasts immediately attacked the unfamiliar vampire.

　The vampire was equally decisive, grabbing a long whip burning with blood flames with one hand and using it to block all the other attacks.

　"Quack! Let's fight if you want!"

　"Thousands against one! The advantage is in my hands!"

　"He's alone, I'm going!"