The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

The smoke of war had not yet completely dissipated, and the battlefield was in shambles, as if ravaged by a nightmare. The fallen female infantry and cavalry lay quietly in a pool of blood, their bodies broken and their faces distorted, as if telling of the cruelty of war.

Amidst the ruins, the light of the resurrection pill flickered with a faint glimmer of hope. Yu Suwei, Isabina, Lena, and the others busied themselves with work, their eyes filled with focus and determination. Every movement was meticulous, as if they were protecting the most precious treasure.

As time passed, everyone's mood grew heavier. They gathered around Bishan's shattered body, their eyes filled with despair and grief. Bishan's body was shattered, blood staining her entire body. Her face was as pale as paper, lifeless.

Two hours passed, and everyone had exhausted every possible means, but her body remained unresponsive, as if the candle of life had been completely extinguished, unable to be rekindled. Tears welled up in everyone's eyes, unable to accept this fact. How could Bishan, this brave and fearless warrior, leave them like this?

Just when everyone thought Bishan was about to be completely wiped out, a strange gust of wind blew, and the atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly became eerie. Everyone's attention was drawn to the distance, where they saw Lucia, the commander of the armored female soldiers, slowly approaching. Her figure loomed in the smoke, exuding a mysterious and sinister aura, like a ghost descending from the dark night.

Lucia's appearance sent shivers down everyone's spine. Her eyes were cold and emotionless, devoid of any warmth. She was wearing black leather armor that shone with a strange light, instilling a sense of fear in everyone.

Lucia gazed at Bishan's corpse and decided to test her unholy powers. She muttered something in a low, eerie voice, like an incantation from another world. Her hands brandished strange runes, which shimmered with a faint green light, like evil eyes peering from the darkness. The evil power surged toward Bishan's body like a black vortex, freezing the air wherever it passed.

Amidst the despair, everyone saw a glimmer of hope. They stared intently at Lucia, hoping she could perform a miracle. Lucia walked over to Bishan's side, leaned over, and carefully examined her injuries. Her fingers gently touched Bishan's forehead, and a black light flowed from her hand, pouring into Bishan's body.

At first, everyone was filled with doubt and worry about Lucia's actions. After all, this evil force was full of unknowns, and no one knew what the consequences would be. But gradually, a miracle happened.

Everyone held their breath, watching nervously. Time seemed to freeze, and the entire battlefield fell into a dead silence. Finally, Bishan's body trembled slightly, and her eyes slowly opened, a faint light flickering in them.

Everyone cheered, their eyes filled with tears of excitement. Bishan was resurrected, her candle of life was rekindled. This was a miracle! Lucia's face showed a barely perceptible smile, and she turned and left, leaving behind a group of girls filled with gratitude and awe.

Bishan's lifeless body began to stir faintly. Her chest rose and fell slightly, her heart seemed to have begun beating again, a glimmer of life spreading through her body. Hope ignited in the eyes of everyone, who watched nervously. Then, his shattered body gradually healed, his energy and blood slowly reorganizing.

Finally, Bishan slowly opened her eyes. A hint of confusion and fear lingered in her gaze, clearly still recovering from the brink of death. She looked around at the strange yet familiar faces, as if a century had passed. Everyone cheered, ecstatic at Bishan's resurrection.

However, this resurrection was not without cost. From then on, Bishan could clearly feel the unholy power of Lucia running through her blood. This power was quietly working within her, sometimes causing her to feel unbearable heat, other times sending her into a state of inexplicable frenzy. She had no idea what future this power would bring her; whether it would be a blessing or a curse, she had no way of knowing. However, her martial arts level suddenly leaped three levels, reaching the three-star Paladin realm, making her comparable to the former brigade commander, Elaine, among the female infantry.

Sometimes, when she was brandishing her weapons in the training ground, that evil power would suddenly surge, making her attacks more fierce, but also causing her to lose some of her original rationality. Whenever this happened, she would try hard to suppress this power, but it was like a sealed beast, trying to break free from its restraints from time to time.

But Bishan remained undefeated by this power. She knew full well how hard it would be to regain her life. Despite the uncertainties and challenges ahead, she remained resolute and stood firm. She began to diligently learn how to control this evil force. In the dead of night, she would ascend to the mountaintop alone, facing the bright moon, and attempt to communicate with it.

Through repeated attempts, she gradually discovered some patterns. She found that when she was righteous and kind, this power would become relatively docile; but when she was filled with anger and hatred, it would become difficult to control. Therefore, Bishan constantly reminded herself to maintain a pure heart and use the power of justice to guide this evil force.

Carrying that complex power, Bishan continues on her journey. In the days ahead, she will face more enemies and challenges, but she firmly believes that as long as she holds the light within her heart, she will overcome them all. That evil force may become her most powerful weapon, or perhaps her greatest test, but no matter what, she will not retreat, because she is Bishan, the most beautiful and brave warrior, the most beautiful girl in the female infantry unit. Bishan is a breathtaking beauty, with skin as white as snow, radiant with a gentle glow, eyebrows curved like crescents, and eyes like clear springs, their shimmering light seeming to contain countless stars, shimmering with a lively brilliance. Her nose is straight, with a playful upturned tip, her lips are naturally rosy, and her smile is as sweet as a cherry. Her golden hair cascades down, dancing gently in the wind. The most important thing is that she has firm breasts. Although slightly smaller than Elaine and Maria, she stands out among all the Germanic female soldiers. She is so tall that her toes are invisible when she looks up. Her willow-like waist, long and slender legs, and plump buttocks are all exposed outside her leather shorts. Her current leather breastplate is also a one-third cup style with nipple stickers on it. After all, she has reached the level of a three-star paladin. Except for giant crossbows, ordinary arrows can no longer penetrate her body.