Chapter 145: Royal Flames Of The Cordel
Chapter 145 of "Galaxy Fall: All My Skills Are Maxed" begins with: "So what do you decide?" Zaphyra asked, looking over her shoulder. The suffocating crimson light... See the full story!
"So what do you decide?" Zaphyra asked, looking over her shoulder. The suffocating crimson light of the Pillar cast long, jagged shadows across the dungeon floor, illuminating the battered armor of her remaining ten guild members."We will continue!!"
Zaphyra was stunned, turning fully around to face the ten people. She had expected relief, a desperate scramble to escape. Instead, she found an unyielding wall of pride.
"What are you all saying?! Why--"
"--Leader... We already lost so many people on this mission! Going back now is dishonoring their sacrifice... If we go and die, at least, we tried and not hide back like cowards." The second-in-command said, staring at Zaphyra with a determined expression.
The others also nodded their heads, and took determined steps forward, their weapons drawn. The Eagle Empire had bred them for war; to return empty-handed after such a catastrophic loss of life was a fate worse than a dungeon wipe.
Zaphyra stared at her members, lost of words. She moved her gaze on their determined faces, which was completely devoured of fear. They were no longer just survivors; they were martyrs walking willingly into the abyss.
"Ok then!" She nodded, as a long spear, forged from the molted scales of a sovereign dragon, appeared in her grasp with a flash of spatial magic.
"Let’s head to the red pillar and kill that Boss!" She said, and turned around, facing their impossible destination. The sheer density of aggressive auras radiating from the Pillar was enough to crush a lesser player’s spirit, but she forcefully pushed the dread down.
"Let’s go!!"
With her words, the eagle guild match towards a battle that will surely get them all wiped out.
’This is getting even worse.’ Zaphyra looked over her shoulder at her members, she wanted to scream at them, begged them to reconsider their decision. Because what was waiting ahead of them wasn’t just monsters, but also demons—the eternal enemies of humanity.
’If I can’t convince them, I will fight beside them.’ She nodded, tightening her grip on her spear until her knuckles turned white under her gauntlets.
While the group was heading towards a bloody battle, Mirabella have fully recovered her strength. The terrifying cosmic pressure that had nearly erased her from the server was gone, replaced by the thrum of her own immense energy pool stabilizing.
"Thanks you two." She said, creaking her necks and knuckles, feeling the newly acquired bloodline pulsing warmly beneath her skin.
"It’s our duty." Adira waved her hand, and the blood on Mirabella’s body flowed off from her, and hovered in the air like suspended rubies before vaporizing into harmless mist.
"Much better, Master." She said, her voice a soothing chime in the devastated landscape.
Mirabella stared at herself, checking her restored status screens, and nodded in satisfaction. She turned towards the massive glassed crater, stopped at the center and moved her gaze around the ruined earth.
"That lightning killed Alphard and also destroyed the Chest... I can’t believe this, there were more treasures in that chest, and everything got destroyed in an instant." She lamented, her greed warring with the stark reality of her near-death experience. She turned to Cupcake, who was still safely enclosed in the divine Armor of Bahamut.
"If I haven’t pulled Cupcake and Adira in my soul sea, both of them would have surely died..." She clenched her fist, the phantom pain of the godly strike still echoing in her bones.
"Seems I can’t run away from it... I need more Subordinates. I have a feeling the part ahead will be even more dangerous." She looked over her shoulder at Adira, recognizing the fairy’s absurd utility in this broken world.
"Create a gateway to the main zone of this dungeon... I believe with your mastery over spirit energy, you can achieve this."
"Yes, Master." Adira raised one tiny hand, and snapped her fingers. Instantly, the fabric of the zone folded. A swirling, starlit gateway appeared behind her, bridging the spatial coordinates flawlessly, stunning Mirabella and Cupcake.
’I actually thought she will need time, but she just created this in less than two seconds... Seems everything that has to do with spirit energy is under her control... So that’s why she has unlimited spirit energy, what a terrifying fairy.’ Mirabella thought. She stared at the desolated zone one last time, cementing the brutal lesson of the divine strike into her memory, and walked towards the gateway.
"Let’s go, there is nothing left here." She stopped in front of the gateway, and stretched forth her hand.
Sunder flew from the distance, a streak of black death returning from its hunt, and landed heavily on her palm. And with that, she entered the gateway, leaving the ruined sector behind.
’My Guardians are fully restored.’
Hundreds of miles away, on the very edge of the sensory destruction, two heavy iron armored boots touched the scorched ground. The dark armored figure stared at the gateway, which vanished from the zone without a trace.
"Hmm....."
BOOOOM!!!
A concentrated blast of spirit energy from a massive, multi-horned beast threw a demon meters back, instantly turning its corrupted flesh into ashes upon impact. The Main Zone was a chaotic warfront of overlapping agro ranges and brutal territorial disputes.
The hundred plus demons hovered in the polluted air on leathery wings, their dark weapons drawn, staring down at the massive Monsters standing perfectly still in front of the Red Pillar as absolute, unmoving guards.
"This is crazy!! How can we bypass those ten world Bosses who are blocking the path!!" A demon yelled, pointing its jagged, soul-reaping axe at the mountainous monsters below. The hierarchy of the dungeon was absolute, and the guards were a natural impassable wall.
"Like ten world Bosses isn’t enough, there are also 100 Bosses here, and the rest are all Lv200 below!! The weakest is even a Lv100!!" Another demon yelled in sheer frustration, tightly holding two cursed swords. Its glowing red eyes were fixed on the impenetrable blockade of monsters.
"Hey!!!!"
Everyone froze. The warring demons and the stoic Monsters all turned their heads toward the sudden scream. Breaking through the thick, smog-filled sky was the magnificent Fire Heart Dragon, and standing proudly on its massive horned head was Zaphyra, her spear leveled.
"A human?! And a Monster?" A demon was dumbfounded, unable to process the alliance.
"I see, a member of the Cordel family! You must be royalty. The Cordel family have a secret skill which helps them tamed Beast... We should kill this human!" The two horns black demon, armed with a massive executioner’s axe, who was clearly the leader yelled.
The Cordel bloodline was infamous among the abyssal races; their taming authority disrupted the natural order of demonic subjugation, which anger the demons the most.
"Our hatred is truly beyond any mission." Zaphyra gripped her spear.
"You abandoned the monsters, just to kill me... You’re truly brave." She smiled coldly, her imperial arrogance flaring to mask her internal dread, and raised her spear high into the suffocating air.
"Fire heart, give me your spirit energy!" She commanded. Through the invisible tamer’s bond, a massive conduit opened. The next moment, a terrifying wave of scorching spirit energy flowed directly from the dragon’s core into her human body, overloading her powers.
"Hellfire Rain!"
She used her strongest area-of-effect skill in her arsenal. The spell circle expanded instantly, turning the sky above the demon squadron a blinding white-hot. Rain of massive, highly compressed fireballs dropped from the sky, smashing relentlessly into the demonic ranks.
"It burns!!!"
"What sort of fire is this?!!"
"I can’t put it off!!"
The demons screamed in absolute agony as the dragon-infused flames bypassed their natural dark resistances. They dropped from the sky, one at a time like burning comets, turning into fine gray ashes before they even hit the ground.
"In all the three empires! My flame is the strongest!" Zaphyra yelled, as her eyes glowed a blinding, dangerous white, her aura temporarily rivaling that of the dungeon’s indigenous warlords.