Chapter 388: Infinite Death
Chapter 388 of "Galaxy Fall: All My Skills Are Maxed" opens with: "Hmph! What gives you this much courage?" Mirabella scoffed, casually crossing her arms on her... Find out what happens!
"Hmph! What gives you this much courage?" Mirabella scoffed, casually crossing her arms on her chest as she floated in the sky, utterly unmoved by the Princess’s grand declaration of war."Do you think you can simply achieve this goal? The other empires also have powerhouses. If the two joined forces, the sword empire will surely be at a disadvantage." She added. Even with the element of surprise, the combined might of the Eagle and Dragon empires was a geographical and martial nightmare to conquer.
"Not when we have these?!" Carolina smirked, gesturing grandly to the horde of unkillable red-skinned zombies swarming the cratered ruins below.
"40% of our soldiers are made up of these!! Do you think you can still win?!" She asked with a sickening smirk, confident that her immortal soldiers would simply outlast any mortal army of the current age.
Mirabella lightly shook her head, looking down at a deluded pawn. "Arrogance only lead to death. I won’t attack you, but my Vice guild leader will take care of you." She said, explicitly restructuring the hierarchy of the Ghost Guild right on the battlefield, and added:
"Carl, complete form... Use the golden Angel dagger."
"Huh? Big Sister, I can only use that form for ten minutes." Carl pointed out, a little stunned by his sudden, mid-battle promotion to the Ghost Guild’s Vice Leader.
"No worries, just go ahead... Ten minutes are more than enough. But wiped all these red-skinned monsters in five minutes." She added.
Carl moved his gaze around the one thousand snarling zombies below, then chuckled. Reaching into his spatial inventory, he brought out five extremely rare, legendary-grade skill scrolls, a display of wealth and power that completely stunned Carolina and the exhausted Guardians.
"Well, my Big sister said it, I have to obey." He clenched his fist, violently shattering the five ancient skill scrolls. The shattered parchment instantly dissolved into streams of pure energy as they flew towards him, aggressively merging with his core.
"That’s all I need."
BOOM!!
A blinding, majestic golden energy violently burst out from his body, spreading all over the place like a miniature sun igniting in the dark sky. Mirabella and the remaining guild members respectfully moved backward from Carl, giving the ancient bloodline the space it demanded to manifest.
’This energy?!’
Carolina’s crimson eyes widened in absolute shock. She watched as a pillar of pure golden light rose from Carl’s body. The next moment, his physical structure fundamentally shifted: his standard blonde hair turned a vibrant, glowing golden, followed by his irises shifting from a pale blue to a piercing, luminescent gold. Solid light enveloped his body as a pristine, intricately carved golden armor materialized, locking into place over his chest, arms, and legs.
BOOM!!
Two massive golden feathery wings burst out from his back, sending shockwaves through the air. The wingspan was immense, covering five meters long and radiating a terrifying, holy heat.
Carolina was genuinely horrified, stumbling backward in the sky in sheer, instinctual shock: "Impossible! You’re all extincted!" She exclaimed, recognizing the terror of the ancient eras.
"Is that??" The Guardians were all completely dumbfounded, staring in profound disbelief and utter awe at the mythical Golden Angel standing effortlessly in the air.
Carl smirked confidently as his golden helmet mechanically joined together, enclosing his entire face, revealing only two glowing golden eyes through the visor. His internal energy underwent a catastrophic evolution—his strength violently boosted from a mere Level 400 combatant directly to the Eight Stars stage cultivation. His standard spirit energy went into another drastic, qualitative change, morphing entirely into pure, unadulterated Divine energy.
With a casual flick of his armor-clad wrist, the golden dagger appeared in his grasp.
’Phew... Finally, my new master used this form. But he’s too weak, I still can’t take my spirit form.’
Carl froze mid-air, suddenly hearing a distinct, arrogant voice echoing directly inside his head. He lowered his glowing gaze to the vibrating dagger in his hand:
’Did you just speak to me?’
’Of course! I am a Supreme Class artifact! I can speak to you!’ The sentient dagger answered with intense pride, its consciousness fully awakened by the divine energy, and added:
’What is this bitch doing here again?’
’Huh? You know her?’ Carl was thoroughly stunned, turning his gaze back to the terrified, trembling Carolina.
’Yes... Your mother beat the hell out of her from the past, I didn’t know she survived, it must be that Witch doing.’ The artifact answered, sounding a little irritated that an old, defeated foe was still breathing.
’Witch? What witch is that?’ Carl asked, getting deeply confused by the sudden influx of ancient, hidden history surrounding his own lineage.
’Hey, New Master! You don’t have enough time. You should focus on what is in hand... Maybe I might tell you everything if you reach the King stage, and I can take on a spirit form.’ The dagger chided him, entirely dismissing his questions to focus on the active battlefield.
Carl exhaled a breath. It seemed that in this elevated state, he could finally hear the true thoughts of his Supreme Class artifact, but at his current, temporary stage, he was just too weak to unlock its ultimate secrets.
’Okay... We will chat more after this.’ He said internally. And before the stunned, paralyzed Carolina, he raised the glowing dagger high into the air, as it floated out from his hand and hovered above his palm.
"Legendary class skill; Assassin judgement, Dagger of infinite death."
BOOOOM!!!
The Supreme Class dagger instantly and violently multiplied into one thousand identical, glowing copies that darkened the sky. Guided by his divine will, the swarm shot directly downward like a localized meteor shower, each individual blade flawlessly targeting one specific Red-skinned zombie.
"This?!!" Carolina was shocked. At that exact, fraction-of-a-second moment she turned her gaze down to her immortal vanguard, the golden daggers plunged right through their hardened skulls with zero resistance.
The entire battlefield stood frozen in absolute silence as the thousand daggers smoothly flew backward, reversing their trajectory, and merged seamlessly back into one singular weapon, landing lightly onto Carl’s armored hand.
BAM!!
The heavy, synchronized sound of corpses hitting the shattered ground rung out like a grim drumbeat, as all one thousand of the "unkillable" red-skinned zombies dropped completely dead on the ground, their corrupted bodies instantly turning into fragile, black ashes under the purifying light of the artifact.
"One... One minute?!" Bonita was horrified, her mind struggling to process the sheer efficiency of the slaughter. The relentless monsters the soldiers had just fought so desperately against, exhausting all their reserves, were all effortlessly taken down in just one single minute.
"You... You... You..." Carolina was at a total loss of words, trembling in raw, primal fear. Not only did she vividly remember the apocalyptic power of the Golden Angel Clan from the old era, but she also recognized the specific weapon he was casually holding. That was a fucking Supreme Class artifact!! The very instrument of her past nightmares had returned.