Galaxy Fall: All My Skills Are Maxed-Chapter 174: The Manifestation Of Death
[The Center of the Anaconda Path.]
BOOOOM!!!
The earth didn’t just crack; it violently heaved as massive, ancient-looking bones burst out from the rocky ground, shedding layers of stone and dirt. The white remains began knitting together with supernatural speed, joining together and rising up into a towering architectural horror. In turn, Mirabella ascended into the air, safely encased within the ribcage of the colossal construct.
The Dragon Tooth members watched in paralyzed shock. A gargantuan skeletal hand, larger than the carriage itself, formed in a blur of motion. It reached upward, grabbing the descending "Devil Palm" mid-air, and with a single, effortless squeeze, instantly shattered the God-grade attack into thousands of useless spirit fragments.
BOOM!!
The narrow path groaned and shattered under the weight of the growing skeleton. Massive boulders began falling all over the place, turning the gorge into a deathtrap of falling debris.
"Get off the road!!" Yakima’s voice cracked with urgency.
She and the remaining group didn’t hesitate. They scrambled toward their terrified horses, hauled themselves onto the saddles, and spurred them into a frantic gallop back toward the entrance of the path, the royal carriage following right behind them in a desperate, rattling retreat.
BOOM!!!
Yakima looked over her shoulder, her eyes widening as she stared at the manifestation. It had already reached 20 meters tall, and its height was still climbing with every passing second.
"What sort of skill is this?!! Did the devil cult truly have such a powerful skill?!!" she yelled over the roar of collapsing stone.
"This is off the chart!! I know God-grade skills are powerful, but seeing even one in a lifetime is beyond difficult. How did she have two?!" Hitachi asked, his face filled with pure, unadulterated surprise. His Celestial Eyes were struggling to even process the sheer density of the energy being channeled.
"I haven’t even seen one before, and today I am seeing two!! Even the Eye Lineage bloodlines aren’t God-grade! They are mostly Legendary-grade!" Rose added in horror, her instincts screaming at the sheer power-scaling disparity.
"I have seen this skill before in the restricted archives," Delphine muttered from inside the carriage, her voice trembling as she stared out the window at the skeleton, which had now surpassed 30 meters. "It’s a very dangerous skill, and you need more than 1,000,000 spirit energy stats just to activate it!! In the old scrolls I read, it has the power to tear down everything, including space itself! This is technically the strongest skill in the world!!" she yelled, cold sweat rolling down her face.
"I know how Mirabella gained it!! But how did the devil cult have such a skill?!! And with that Enemy’s expression, it means even the devil cult haven’t mastered it to this stage, but Mirabella reached this stage in one minute!!! She is truly a monstrous talent!!" Aurelia added, her grip tightening on her reins, refusing to look back at the abyss behind them.
BOOOOM!!
Mirabella stood within the ocular cavity of the construct, staring at her own palm as a cold, satisfied smile formed on her face: "Complete."
BAM!!
A layer of blood-red, ethereal armor manifested over the 50-meter-tall skeleton, molding it into a terrifying devilish knight. Two massive, jagged longswords appeared in both of its hands, their edges humming with spatial distortion. Its hollow, glowing gaze was fixed entirely on the tiny, ant-like Tenth Lord standing on the broken ground below. Mirabella hovered within the crown of the manifestation, her voice amplified by the construct.
"This is now mine... With this, I can easily wipe out any city I want. But this strength isn’t enough."
She spoke, and her voice reverberated through the entire Monster Zone like the tolling of a funeral bell:
"Today, I will kill you."
With those final words, the armored manifestation raised both world-cleaving swords high into the air, joining them together in a lethal X-shape.
"Devil Void."
"What?!!"
The Tenth Lord was so profoundly shocked he felt physically powerless. His internal processors crashed as he stared at the two swords dropping in a slow, inevitable arc, sending a massive, black crossed slash of compressed space flying toward him.
’Shit!!! I have to dodge this!!!’ the Android thought in absolute terror, his logic circuits screaming of certain annihilation.
BOOOOM!!!!
The slash didn’t just hit the ground; it erased it. The earth separated into two distinct, jagged halves, the sword energy digging deep into the bedrock. In a single strike, the entire Anaconda Path—a landmark that had stood for centuries—was reduced to a chaotic mess of fine dust and jagged debris.
The resulting sonic wave of dust and raw kinetic energy smashed into the retreating group like a physical wall. It threw them all off their horses, sending them tumbling through the air, while the royal carriage capsized, rolling continuously until it was buried under a deluge of sand and stone.
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After five long minutes, the roaring winds finally died down. The dust of the pulverized range began to settle, and Mirabella walked out of the thick smoke, her boots clicking softly on the glassed earth.
"He escaped," she muttered under her breath, casually dusting the fine debris off her overcoat.
"Escape?" A small, lithe shadow appeared beside her. Cupcake, her feline companion, paced alongside her, following her footsteps with a knowing glint in her eyes. "Or you let him escape," she added, her voice a slight purr.
Mirabella lowered her head to the cat and let out a small, pragmatic sigh: "Come on, those guys aren’t dead."
Cupcake jumped into the air, landing gracefully on Mirabella’s right shoulder as they stopped in front of a massive pile of shifting sand. Mirabella stared at the mound for a second, then waved her hand dismissively, using a localized burst of wind to move the sand aside.
"...?!"
Yakima, Delphine, Austin, Aurelia, Hitachi, Rose, and the few surviving guild members looked up at Mirabella in utter disbelief. They were battered and bruised, but miraculously alive. When the blast had smashed into them, a precise, unknown force had teleported all of them to this specific, safe pocket just before the impact.
"You... You actually saved us?" Yakima asked, her voice hushed. To her, Mirabella had seemed like an ice-cold sociopath who didn’t care about her teammates or anything beyond her own goals.
"What? Look here." Mirabella pointed directly at the disheveled Princess Delphine.
"She is the princess. If she died on this mission, my reputation as a Colonel will be for nothing. Not to mention you and Rose are both Lord Hayatobi’s children... Of course, I had to do something!" she yelled, her tone suggesting that saving them was a tiresome administrative necessity rather than an act of mercy.
"...??"
The group looked at one another in silence. They realized that in another world, if they hadn’t been politically relevant or possessed high-tier backgrounds, she would have truly left them to be buried in the gorge.
’She is a maniac,’ one of the surviving members thought, shivering.
All of a sudden, Mirabella froze. Her ocean-blue eyes sharpened as she turned her head back toward the thick, lingering curtain of dust at the center of the destruction.
"Something big is coming."
"....?!!"
