After pooling their ideas, a still very rough plan was freshly drafted.
No one was in a rush anyway, since neither supplies nor intel had been properly prepared.
Silco and Vander also set out to recruit people, gather supplies, and collect some intel on the Upper City.
After all, storming the bridge was a high-investment, high-risk task. If it weren’t for the poison gas driving them out, no one in Zaun would have considered doing it.
But this kind of thing had nothing to do with Luo Huan anymore.
After setting the general outline of the plan, she left the tavern and wandered through Zaun’s vast network of pipes.
Before long, she arrived at a dim canal.
It was the place where she had retrieved Silco, a spot not commonly visited.
"Plans can't keep up with changes."
With a blue flame igniting in her palm, Luo Huan spoke with slightly vacant eyes.
According to her original plan, she was supposed to reveal her magic right after the speech to boost everyone’s confidence.
But unexpectedly, thanks to the Upper City lords being utterly lacking in virtue,
there was no need to instill confidence—everyone willingly joined the bridge assault.
"Forget it, I’ll talk to Silco about how to storm it after the experiment."
In truth, Luo Huan didn’t mention another reason.
Reality didn’t allow it—some things had to be done immediately.
Right now, the bridge assault had just ended, and the people of Zaun were grieving over the casualties.
As the leader, Vander’s heart and spirit had collapsed due to the fall of his brothers and sisters.
If she didn’t quickly pull Silco to step forward, this sorrowful mood would spread throughout Zaun, and its momentum would completely die.
Moreover, if Silco didn’t appear quickly, Zaun might very well split into two factions.
It would be extremely difficult to reunite everyone by then.
But the situation was much more stable now.
It turned out her gamble was right—Silco forgave Vander, and it didn’t become a matter of sworn brothers meeting only to decide life and death.
The two leaders reconciled and joined forces again.
"Mm, as long as Silco and Vander make proper arrangements, I, Luo Huan, have a lot to deal with."
Yes, she just wanted to be a hands-off boss.
She only wanted to fight in exhilarating battles. As for the rest, she would just divide the spoils later.
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"Enough thinking, let’s test this power first!"
Endless power, come forth!
Luo Huan stopped her idle thoughts and began to seriously sense the gift from her otherworldly self.
She first picked up a stone and hurled it forcefully into the water.
A massive splash erupted where it landed.
Then she sprinted toward the rock wall nearby, nimbly grabbing onto several protrusions and skillfully climbed up.
Next, she flipped backward and landed on the ground without a scratch.
Hmm, cats don’t die from falling.
"My strength and agility have improved a lot."
Luo Huan recalled how she had just easily kicked Vander down and then effortlessly pulled him up, and couldn’t help puffing up her flat chest.
"These ears are actually useful, huh."
Luo Huan touched her cat ears again. In the world of Under One Person, these cat ears didn’t have any real function.
But now she could hear many things she normally couldn’t through them.
Like the sound of the breeze blowing, or the liquid flowing deep inside the wall.
As long as she perked up her cat ears, she could hear them clearly.
Then she tested the demonic flame. As in Pirate Luo Huan’s memories, it was controllable, high-temperature, and hard to extinguish.
After all, two clusters of demonic flame were still burning on the water’s surface.
"Amatinas!"
Then Luo Huan clutched her face with one hand, twisted her body, and spoke in a low, guttural voice.
Her emerald eyes instantly turned red, and her pupils split into three rotating tomoe.
Sharingan!!!
After showing off for a while, Luo Huan finally withdrew her actions.
"If I don't activate high precision, the consumption is really low."
Luo Huan sensed the Sharingan and found that she couldn’t comprehend it at all—it simply operated instinctively in a way that defied logic.
It was utterly absurd.
Moreover, the Sharingan consumed both her internal magic power and stamina.
Given her current physical condition and the soul strength equivalent to five people stacked together, as long as she had food, keeping it activated constantly wouldn’t have any real effect.
Focusing hard would still use up a lot, but it granted her abilities akin to bullet time and ultra-precise observation.
Not bad—very powerful.
Then, according to her memories, Luo Huan slowly formed several hand seals, and the magic within her body began to circulate in a way that made her think, “Yeah, this could work.”
And then—
"Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu!"
Fire Release: Mercy Technique!
A ball of red flame spewed from her mouth and exploded on the water's surface, sending steam billowing in all directions.
"Not that great. It's still not as good as the demonic flame."
Luo Huan shook her head and tried out several other jutsu from memory.
But since she hadn’t trained in hand signs, the effects weren’t very impressive—though the variety was certainly rich.
After all, with the Sharingan activated, as soon as Fire Shadow Luo Huan entered the battlefield, she had access to all five elemental jutsu at a glance.
"Let's try this next."
Luo Huan took a slight breath and, after sensing internally, realized it had only used up about thirty to forty percent of her magic.
Totally manageable!
So she began testing Reverse Life Triple.
Soon, a familiar sensation struck.
It was the sudden vanishing of her magic power—as soon as she tried to activate Reverse Life Triple, over half of her internal magic vanished into thin air.
Then her body began rapidly losing color.
In less than a single breath, a weakened, pure white version of Luo Huan took the stage!
"Oh huh, I turned into a mass of magic immune to physical attacks?"
Luo Huan noticed her physical strength had instantly doubled, and her power had significantly increased.
She could even dissolve into invisible magic and reappear elsewhere.
During this phase, she could pass through solid matter directly.
A noble being with no physical collision hitbox!
"But wouldn’t this get one-shot by anti-magic stones?"
Luo Huan rambled to herself.
In the homeland of the nation-destroying witch Ni Guang—Demacia—there existed something called anti-magic stones.
They were essentially special substances that could absorb and store magic power.
But ordinary mages couldn’t fill them up, nor could they make use of them.
In this Reverse Life form, she was technically just a sentient cluster of magic, so who knew if she’d get one-shot by one?
Luo Huan pondered this for a moment before giving up—there was no point in thinking about it.
She then deactivated the Reverse Life form, and her body returned to normal, but the vanished magic didn’t come back.
The moment she thought of activating it again, the same feeling washed over her.
That sensation of magic about to be consumed in huge quantities.
"Does Reverse Life Triple always cost this much magic to activate? Then why don’t the Sharingan and Nine Lives Cat require that?"
Luo Huan frowned in confusion.
"Could it be because of different power levels? Maybe to reach the same effect, it demands extra energy just to function?"
After all, the power level difference between Under One Person and Arcane wasn’t just sky and earth—it was more like high magic versus low magic.
"But there’s just not enough data."
Luo Huan shook her head.
After all, the other Luo Huan was from the magicless Bocchi the Rock—besides learning how to play bass and how to tease little Bocchi, there wasn’t much practical use.