Chapter 437: Harvest

"Die!!"

​Julian shot into the air like a dark comet, leaving a trail of dark energy in his wake. He appeared instantaneously before the vanguard Angel, and with a ruthless, horizontal swing of his supreme broadsword, he slashed him cleanly into halves. There was no resistance, no clash of divine steel—only the sickening sound of armor and flesh giving way.

​"Huh?"

​Julian was stunned. His combat instincts, honed over centuries of slaughter, misfired. He turned his gaze to his dark soldiers, who were butchering the angels. The heavenly invaders simply stood still, their wings locked, their weapons lowered, none of them moving an inch to defend themselves.

​"...Is this a stun or paralyze skill?" He muttered to himself, genuinely confused by the absolute suspension of an entire divine legion.

​The next moment, an undeniable, commanding voice shattered the silence of the battlefield:

​"Calamity Void, you plan to destroy this world in one hour by using your army. Now, watch as I destroy your army in ten minutes with mine. My Protectors! While the buffs are active! Use your strongest Legendary class skills, and give Calamity Void a spectacular fireworks!!"

​Mirabella’s voice resounded all over the place, echoing through the very fabric of the space, and Julian finally grasped the tactical situation.

​"So these guys are all frozen in place due to one of her skills?! Not bad!! It actually made things easier for me!"

​A vicious, predatory smirk stretched across the Dark King’s face. He recognized the absolute might of Mirabella’s team skills. He raised both of his colossal broadswords into the air, channeling the entirety of his dark sovereign energy into the vibrating blades.

​"Soldiers!! Extinction Formation!"

​At his absolute command, his dark soldiers all stopped on their tracks. Without a single cry of hesitation, their physical forms shattered into thick, suffocating smoke and dark dust. The remnants of his army flew upward like a reverse meteor shower, merging seamlessly with Julian’s body, temporarily pushing his Early Divine Sovereign aura to terrifying, unstable heights.

​"Extinction Slash!!"

​He yelled, his voice layered with the souls of his legion, and swung both supreme swords downward in perfect unison.

​BOOOOM!!

​The space behind him violently tore opened, unable to handle the concentrated conceptual weight of the strike. Millions of red, eerie phantom blades flew out from the rift, forming a tidal wave of sheer destruction that smashed right into the paralyzed dark Angels.

​BOOOOM!!!!

​The whole sky exploded into spectacular, apocalyptic fireworks, the crimson detonations covering the entire darkening sky and vaporizing the invaders on a molecular level.

​{Massed slaughtered.}

{Host gained one hundred billion Exp.}

{20% have been transferred to Celestial General.}

{Host gained eight hundred billion EXP.}

​Julian hovered amidst the falling ash, his eyes widening as he read the system notifications flashing across his retinas.

​"Huh? She actually took my Experience... If she takes this much from everyone on this planet, she might enter the peak Divine stage and even surpass me. How can someone have such a special, and overpowered ability ?!"

​He stared down at his hands, a mix of profound awe and lingering dread settling in his chest. Mirabella wasn’t just fighting a war; she was mathematically devouring the battlefield.

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​[New York.]

​"Come on protectors!! Your strongest abilities! Don’t hold anything back!!"

​The muscular leader roared, his voice amplified by the overwhelming sovereign energy coursing through his veins. He gripped his massive broadsword with both hands, his blue eyes glowing with raw, unbound energy as all his newly acquired, system-granted energy flooded the weapon’s core.

​"Die!!!"

​He swung his sword upward with all his phenomenal strength, tearing the air apart and sending a gigantic, crescent-shaped wave of pure, destructive energy hurtling toward the helpless angels in the sky.

​"We won’t stand and watch!!"

​The female protector beside him yelled, her blood pumping with the thrill of absolute power. With a powerful, practiced force, she threw her legendary class spear right into the bleeding sky, then slammed her palms together, channeling her elemental affinity to its absolute limit:

​"Legendary skill! Spear of lightning!!"

​BOOM!!!!

​Blinding, jagged lightning burst out from the suspended spear, chaining between the frozen angels and destroying them in a cascading wave of chained explosions. Across the globe, countless legendary attacks collided in the atmosphere, painting the sky in a vivid, terrifying canopy of blood and elemental fire.

​In just ten minutes, the millions of highly trained, God-class dark Angels were completely wiped out from the face of the earth, mathematically erased without them even killing a single human.

​"....?!"

​The whole world stood in absolute silence, staring up at the colossal, cosmic tear, where Calamity Void’s terrifying eyes were fixed down on them, witnessing the total annihilation of his vanguard.

​After a deeply tense moment that felt like an eternity, the primordial entity finally spoke:

​"Hahahaha!!! Very good!! Very good!!" He yelled, the sheer volume of his booming laughter vibrating the tectonic plates beneath their feet.

​"This guy just lost millions of soldiers and didn’t even blink." Tang Lu said in utter shock, his grip trembling on his fiery sword.

​"This shows his total army is way beyond this, Maybe they’re hundreds of millions." Natasha said, her frown deepening as she realized the true, horrifying scale of the war they had just entered. This wasn’t a defeat for the Void; it was merely a scouting party.

​"Mirabella!! Celestial General!! I will wait for you! The moment the Primordial gateway is destroyed, I will personally descend with my Elite army!! Make sure to survive!!"

​BOOOOM!!

​The planet shook violently one last time, and the massive red crack in the sky finally closed shut. The atmosphere rippled, and the sky returned to its usual, calm state, making the apocalyptic invasion feel like nothing more than a collective, feverish dream.

​"We did it!!!" Commander Reed yelled from the New York command center, raising her fists in triumph, only to immediately stumble as she felt the god-like sovereign powers vanish from her body as quickly as they had appeared.

​"Thank you, Mirabella... If before you’re a human, now you’re a god." She muttered under her breath, staring up at the clear sky with deep, unwavering reverence.

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​[Deep Sea.]

​Miles beneath the Vatican, the ocean currents were stained with the remnants of slaughtered sea beasts.

​"We are done here, you don’t have to go so far, Sister." Barak said, crossing his arms as he floated in the water, staring warily at Damila.

​"Far? I am just dealing with them." Damila replied coldly. She gracefully moved a single, delicate finger, and all the thousands of mutated, World Boss level sea monsters behind her twitched and followed her gesture perfectly, their eyes glazed over in absolute, agonizing submission.

​"Controlling the water inside their bodies, turning them into puppets. It’s a good ability, but you should get rid of them, Master needs those experience points." Adira said, swimming smoothly toward the twin dragons. A flawless, golden barrier of holy energy radiated around her, purifying the tainted water.

​"Alright."

​Damila sighed, sounding almost disappointed that her macabre play session was cut short. With one casual flick of her finger, the internal pressure of the thousands of sea monsters spiked infinitely. They all shattered into a fine mist of blood simultaneously, but instead of mixing with the surrounding water, the blood simply vanished.

​"Thanks to Master’s buffs, this battle became the easiest in history." She said, wiping a stray drop of blood from her cheek.

​"True, Do any of you think Master is broken?" Barak asked, his voice rumbling through the water, immediately causing the other eight elite subordinates to snap their heads toward him and glare with intense, protective hostility.

​"No!! I don’t mean that, I mean, her skills... Such abilities are simply too powerful." He quickly said, raising his hands in defense, trying to articulate the sheer, terrifying absurdity of Mirabella’s progression speed and conceptual authority.

​"Of course, because Master is great!" Vespina said, flipping her hair to the side with supreme, unquestioning arrogance.

​"Besides, Master will become a god any time from now... We will be the true rulers soon." She smirked, her eyes gleaming with the absolute certainty that the entire universe would soon bow to the Sovereign of the World.