Chapter 154: The Monster Returns
Chapter 154 of "Galaxy Fall: All My Skills Are Maxed" kicks off with: "She actually returned... Unscratched!!" Zaphyra muttered in disbelief, staring at Mirabella in horror. The sheer... Continue reading!
"She actually returned... Unscratched!!" Zaphyra muttered in disbelief, staring at Mirabella in horror. The sheer impossibility of surviving the Abyss’s corruptive atmosphere without a single tear in her clothes or a drop of sweat on her brow shattered the Guild Master’s understanding of reality.Keegan exhaled, a long, tired breath of a veteran realizing his era had passed, watching as Mirabella confidently stepped over the rubble and entered the towering, ancient Boss Pillar again. The massive stone structure hummed with sinister, concentrated dungeon energy.
"It seems she is after this dungeon Boss, the moment she kills her, we will all be teleported back home." He muttered, as Mirabella passed effortlessly through the glowing, heavy runic door.
"Um... Master Teacher, why can’t we see beyond the pillar?" One guild member asked in confusion, squinting at the magical projection that had suddenly gone dark at the threshold.
"There must be a powerful barrier around it... Even with my strength, I can’t see through." The Master teacher said, a hint of frustration in his voice, staring at the screen, which was only showing the imposing, silent exterior of the pillar. The domain of a Realm Boss was absolute, rejecting outside scrying.
"Oh..."
BOOOOM!!!
They all froze in sheer terror as the indestructible, ancient Pillar suddenly cracked from base to peak, shattered violently into a million pieces, and collapsed into a mountain of mundane dust. The earth-shattering battle they anticipated didn’t even last a full second.
"That fast?" Zaphyra was completely dumbfounded. Her mind couldn’t process a Boss fight ending before she could even blink.
Everyone watched in awe as the massive, swirling demon gate in the sky abruptly closed up, swallowing its own light, and vanished. The very fabric of the space started cracking like fragile glass around them.
"Seems she killed the Boss..." Keegan waved his hand with a heavy sigh of resignation, closing the scrying screen:
"This dungeon is kind of weird, so it will respawn after a month or two... Then, you will have the opportunity to get whatever you’re after. For now, we are leaving."
Before the spatial collapse could crush them, thick beam of lights shot down from the sky, and enclosed the group, and the next moment, they all vanished from the hell gate dungeon, returning to the safety of the mortal realm.
Mirabella stood amidst the settling dust, completely unbothered by the collapsing dimension. She stared at the smoking ruins of the pillar, and exhaled with a heavy sigh: "Only got a teleportation ring."
She stared at the dull, silver ring resting in her palm and shook her head in deep disappointment. To any guild outside, an instant-cast artifact was a priceless national treasure. To her, it was vendor trash.
"My teleportation skill is a hundred times better than this... You can only teleport 50 meters, this is useless. My skill can take me a hundred miles, and due to it being an item, I can’t max it." She analyzed the limitations with a cold, gamer’s logic.
Artifacts had hard caps; her innate bloodline skills did not.
She moved her gaze around, watching as the dimensional crack widened, threatening to consume the cavern: "I will just keep it for now."
The ring vanished seamlessly into her spatial inventory, and a glowing blue extraction gateway finally appeared before her.
’Maybe it’s because Esmeralda really isn’t dead, anyone who succeeded in Permanently killing her will gain the main loots.’ She thought.
The atmosphere in the real world was thick with a suffocating, unbearable dread. At the moment, half of the academy have hastily gathered in the massive, vaulted dungeon Hall. The cold morning light filtered through the stained glass, casting long shadows. Master Hayatobi, the rest of the legendary Invincible Five, the two stern academy elders, and even hundreds of shivering students all stood waiting, staring at the pulsating red gateway, while whispering nervously amongst themselves.
’Geez... She just asked me for the strongest Dungeon, if I had known, I would have called another.’ The receptionist thought, cold sweat rolling down her pale face. She moved her terrified gaze to captain Regina, who was also sweating profusely, her usual stoic demeanor crumbling.
’Even Regina is scared... I am so done for.’ She thought, preparing for an execution order.
While the receptionist was lost in thought, Regina was physically trembling due to the sheer geopolitical weight of Mirabella’s actions in the abyss. Even if she did a ’good’ thing by killing demons, the consequences were apocalyptic. If the Demon Emperor got enraged, an all-out war will surely fall on the fragile human race.
The human elites are strong, holding the frontlines by a thread, but the younger generations aren’t even close to that level of power yet. Yes, Mirabella is a monstrous anomaly, but can she fight in three different geographical locations at once to protect everyone?
BOOOOM!!
The entire hall shook. Everyone instinctively took a step back, as the main gateway glowed a violent, bloody red, then started spinning furiously. The portal parted, and everyone watched as Mirabella casually walked out. Despite waging a one-woman war against the Abyss, she was completely unscratched, not a single bit of dirt was on her clothes, looking as if she had just returned from a morning stroll.
"Huh? Why is everyone here?" Mirabella asked herself, genuinely perplexed by the crowd. She turned her gaze to Yakima, then glanced at the high, arched window, seeing the day was already bright and sunny.
"... It is morning already???" Time dilation in the Abyss had warped her perception.
"Yes! What do you expect?!" Hayatobi snapped, stepping forward, his voice echoing off the stone walls. The stress of the past few hours had aged him visibly.
"Mirabella, why did you venture into the abyss without informing anyone?" Hayatobi asked, staring at her with a deep frown and also a profound hint of concern. She was his student, and she had just kicked the hornets’ nest of the apocalypse.
"Well... I unlocked a new skill, and wanted to test it out." Mirabella answered with an infuriatingly casual shrug.
"Test out a new skill, why didn’t you just take a normal dungeon then? Why the hell gate? What if something have happened to you?" He yelled, his composure finally breaking.
Mirabella sighed softly, finding their panic entirely disproportionate to her reality: "Come on, Master Hayatobi, I won’t do anything that will get me killed, besides... The abyssal isn’t bad, it’s actually nice." She said, forming a small smile that didn’t reach her cold, calculating blue eyes.
’Nice? I am guessing your version of nice is wiping out three cities.’ Hayatobi exhaled sharply, trying to forcefully calm his racing heart, and placed his heavy palm on Mirabella’s right shoulder:
"Please, next time you should be careful, and don’t jump into anything... It’s a good thing you didn’t encounter the demon emperor, that guy is every powerful--"
Hayatobi froze mid-sentence. His high-level perception skills automatically scanned her, and his eyes widened in absolute, reality-breaking horror.
"You’re already Lv320!!!" He yelled in pure shock, his booming words stunning every single soul present into absolute silence. To jump that many tiers in a single night was mathematically impossible under the laws.
"Oh, yeah... It seems the higher the level, the harder it is to level up... I destroyed a city and only added 20 levels, I thought it’ll be a hundred." She said, crossing her arms, clearly disappointed by the diminishing returns of her genocide.
Everyone in the grand hall stood entirely frozen, staring at Mirabella like she was a genuine, world-ending demon ascending from hell itself.