Even though I didn't know how Gdark's machine worked, I'm still going to use it regardless. The Hair Magician pulled the cylinder object from her forehead and tightly pressed its button.
The Hair Magician closed her eyes. Mom, Dad ,maybe if I didn't make it alive, I wished the other members had managed to save you.'
A simultaneous jade gale gusted throughout the surroundings, concealing everyone's motions such as Martatoriot-OX as his feet suddenly spawned the cloudy smoke, spreading all over his limbs. The Loyal Servant blared a contorted shout after feeling his entire body numbed like a statue.
Even the old couple who were chained on the pillars and Amalia Galastar abruptly felt their limbs become frozen. A pale look of horror snowed on The Actress's face when she glanced at the cylinder projection unbridled the giant bolt of green energy that detonated into a small blinding wave above.
Meanwhile, in the abandoned factory, Casmine stretched her pleased smile toward the Reincarnated Cosmic Being roaring a high-pitched, distorted laughter. Her twin sister, Lorina, sighed in relief and wiped the sweat on her forehead, especially when she caught the burned armored figure resting on the ground.
Specifically, Casmine witnessed The Ace Duelist's armor turn into crisp black, combusting a steaming smoke on his limbs. Most of his armor's pieces were scattered all over the ground, revealing his smoldered black skin. The Supermodel Succubus inspected Viscable, dropping her disbelief jaw as her ears sharply echoed the sound of hefty breathing from his lungs.
A more surprising revelation came upon The Supermodel Succubus after spotting the black watch was still in fine condition despite its owner recently surviving a burning wound, generating the dying blue particles from its surface. Casmine rotated her watchful eyebrows toward The Reincarnated Cosmic Being.
"Not only did he survive one of your deadliest attacks, but the black watch is miraculously still in fine condition," Casmine uttered.
Pendoswing puffed and replied relaxedly, "It's what made him more interesting to face, Casmine."
"He not only possesses a strong power and magic, but he is also a remarkable technician," The Reincarnated Cosmic Being remarked, "I couldn't wait to face him when he has already become ten times stronger than this."
"Are you afraid his otherworldly technology can find a way to counter your cosmic being?" Casmine asked coldly, darting her heedful sight toward the black watch.
Pendoswing shook his head and uttered. "Not at all."
"Instead, I'm more intrigued to see how he is going to do it," The Reincarnated Cosmic Being professed, glossing over his glowing hand. "I've even waiting to see if somebody else from this planet can defeat me especially in a duel."
"Sometimes winning in a fight can be a little bit redundant and boring for me," Pendoswing said, contortedly puffing an air before having his left arm poked by The Supermodel Succubus.
Casmine sheepishly giggled, "As always, you only care about the thrill."
The refreshing conversation between Pendoswing and Casmine encountered an uninvited interruption in the form of a high-pitched vibrating noise from the back. Even Lorina switched her heedful attention to the back, dropping her bemused eyebrows at the new object unraveling in the sky.
They sharply witnessed the crystal clear sighting of the vast jade-green screen popping on the sky's center. The screen speedily rolled downward its view and cleanly showed the white previous video recording of Amalia Galastar being strangled by the pinkish hair, puffing the hefty air from her throat.
"Wait, why did we suddenly get the recording of Amalia Galastar?" Lorina asked, heaving her bemused eyebrows and rotating them toward her twin sister.
Casmine shrugged it off and replied, "I only knew Prila had a spell that forced people to confess the truth."
"I didn't know that she had a spell to share the global scale recording," Casmine stated, rolling her eyes in oddness at the sighting.
The vast videotape was also miraculously broadcast in other places such as the center spot of Teldrium's entire area. Citizens from the street, inside the tall building, and even in their vehicles captured the screen above, painting their bewildered looks when it played Amalia Galastar announcing her dreaded confession
Not only citizens as witnesses, but the patrolling heroes like Mina Rodax and VWX also spotted the screen presence from the floating red and white colored capsule-shaped building rooftop. More concisely, The Telepathic Hero recently dropped her feet to the ground, switching her suit into an azure blue color after the amber particles faded from her back.
"Is the psychic curse vanisher already done, babe?" VWX asked firmly, pinning his focus on the floating screen.
"It's already being broadcast and I hope all the curses from those who bought Amalia Galastar's products will be dispersed in a matter of a second," The Telepathic Hero confirmed, blowing a cold air from her throat.
VWX nodded gladly, "Also I wanted to ask, is this part of Prila's crazy plan that you told me before?"
"Indeed. I am glad she could initiate the plan," The Telepathic Hero said, glimmering the enlightening gleams within her eyes as she glimpsed at the hundreds of drones that fled to the levitating screen in the center.
The Laser Master sighed and tapped his waist, "More like Gdark's machine from another dimension made one of her biggest wishes come true."
"Anyway, couldn't your telepath sense Prila's current whereabouts?" VWX asked curiously after listening to the contorted first sentence from Amalia Galastar's videotape.
Mina Rodax shook her head in bitterness, "Sadly, no."
"Again I'm now getting tired of people blocking my telepathic power," The Telepath Hero grumbled, stomping to the ground.
"Like I said before, the telepathic sense is becoming outdated," VWX taunted
"At least, Galastar got a suitable punishment for scamming those innocent lives," VWX uttered, sharpening his observative stare at the ongoing confession.
The flock of drones hovered near the giant screens and spontatenously shared the continuous confession with the rest of the network. One of those people who watched the recent news, Mr.Paxtro dropped his devastated jaws as he sat on the comfy brown sofa projection. He uncontrollably dropped his soda to the ground, frowning at Amalia Galastar's face.
"What the hell!!!" Mr.Paxtro cursed, dampening his forehead with sweat the longer witnessing his main actress resuming her confession by stating, "Victims such as a woman who desperately tried to attract a new man, a young girl obsessing on beauty competition, and many other unfortunate victims".
"Is this some kind of global-scale confession," Mr.Paxtro guessed.
His heartbeat went faster, leading The Old Man to stand up from his seat and tightly gripping his head in franticness. Mr.Paxtro even bit his frigid lips, drowning himself in defiance toward the recording confession from Amalia Galastar when she stated, "They are all pitiful subjects who served their purpose of increasing the profit".
"Oh I'm so screwed, I'm so screwed!!!" Mr.Paxtro yelled in despair. "All this time…I've been working with someone related to crime."
"No…my career as a director will be ruined because of this, nooo!!" Mr.Paxtro muttered desperately.
The horrific confession of Amalia Galastar's news was also shared on the holographic screen from Augustine's house. Furthermore, The Old Woman woke up from her brown wooden chair projection after having her head sleeved by the orange sleeve that recently fled away from her touch, washing away her sleepy eyes.
"Alright…I just had some weird thing happening to me," Augustine murmured, gazing at the small levitating glasses beside the circular table.
An infuriated disappointment boiled into The Old Woman as she focused on the reflection showcasing her old face. Augustine grabbed the powder on the table and stretched further her enraged eyebrows at the object before capturing the out-loud broadcast video of Amalia Galastar's confession.
The sentence, "Recently, I sold Rosemlia Powder that can shift the perception of its victims, thinking their faces are freshly young" triggered Augustine to toss the powder until it pounded the ground, creating an enlarged crack on its surface. She hurriedly got up from her chair, locking her spiteful face at the screen.
"Goddamn it, it's all a freaking scam all along!!" Augustine shouted frustratedly. "Serious, I already bought 10 products, and it didn't even make my face young."
"Damn it Galastar is responsible for this scam product!!" Augustine commented, glaring at the broken powder can. "Even though Prila forced her to confess, I think this confession is legit."
"Especially with her powder didn't show any sign that I'm getting younger," Augustine bickered regretfully. "It made me look like a fool."
Resentment and incited feeling steamed through Agustine's shaking expression, sneering at The Actress. The contemplating anger drove The Old Woman to walk away from the ongoing screen, bleating an echoing scream throughout the house after gaining the realization that she was a victim of the trickery all along.
Meanwhile, the Teldrium Citizens from the streetwalk below frosted their dazed stares or petrified frowns as they motionlessly fixated on the center screen, smoothly replaying the continuation of Galastar's video. Some of the citizens even unfolded their incredulity looks such as the teen blonde girl who stood near the towering building on the left.
"Oh my god, oh my god!! Amalia Galastar is a manipulative and cruel woman who treated us like poor subjects all along," The red jacket man behind the teen girl stated.
The blonde girl grunted irritatedly and bickered, "This is probably some fake news from her competitor."
"As much as I hate to admit it, I think she told the truth," The long black hair and dark-skinned woman professed.
"From what I know, The Hair Magician had a spell that can force people to tell the truth," The woman explained
"The bigger question is whether she developed a new spell to broadcast Galastar's crime or used some advanced technology for this," The Woman speculated.
Sonorous noises from the citizens' comments broadly trumpeted across the street with the horrid video resume almost reaching its conclusion. The scene announcing, "As always, I added the addictive touch to make them obsess about buying more" became the end indicator for the video, especially when the screen faded into black.
Then, the giant screen's presence on most Teldrium center spots instantaneously ceased to exist, leaving no visible remains. Most citizens who captured the giant confession screen disappearance could only drop their startled or bemused jaws, trading their stares toward each other.
"This confession video is one of the weirdest things I have ever seen," The woman with glasses who was right side of the sidewalk commented, shaking her head and turning her stare toward the man with a blue suit.
The man whistled and replied, "Well to be fair, we have face so many weird thing in Teldrium and this is just quite normal if we compare to some other Superhero related stuff."
"However, I'm still shocked that our daugther favorite actress is a scum and manipulatuve monster," The man remarked, gushing a large chunk of tiresome air from his throat.
Inside the underground, which became the bloody battleground, Amalia Galastar blared a petrifying bleat throughout the room after witnessing the recent green screen disappearance from the middle above. Although the clouding green aura no longer concealed her motion, The Actress bit her frightened jaw and submissively kneeled.
As Amalia Galastar whimpered in despair, The Hair Magician gave a disdainful jeer toward her as she headed closer to her foe. Losing complete access to her magic didn't flick any bothersome in Prila's thought when she gazed upon her nemesis, stretching her grin of satisfaction.
Amalia Galastar slammed her knuckle to the ground repeatedly and shouted, "Damn it…damn…I am fool."
"I am….I am FOOL, I am…TOTAl FOOL!!" The Actress cursed, raining line of tears to the ground.
"NOOOOOO!!" Amalia Galastar screamed.
"Honestly seeing you like this makes me very happy, asshole Galastar," The Hair Magician confessed, scanning her sight to the back and calmly sighing
"This is the defeat you deserve for scamming all those innocent people. Now it's up to fate whether " Prila whispered, spotting the smoky emerald silhouette of the man jumping out from the small pool of jade water, iniating the hushed assasination.
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