Mirabella stood with her arms crossed, staring intently at the massive array of floating holographic screens before her. The shimring interfaces displayed hundreds of fragnted battlefields within her domain, capturing the desperate struggles of her teammates.
"How many Bosses and World Bosses can you summon?" she asked, turning her head to her spirit companion, Adira.
"At the mont, I can summon one thousand bosses and ten world Bosses," Adira answered, her gaze unwavering from the screens as her hands danced over a complex, glowing runic summoning circle.
Nearby, Cupcake was curled up on a plush velvet sofa, sleeping soundly. The fierce magical beasts and the brutal training regin occurring just dinsions away didn’t bother the small creature in the slightest.
"Good... They have one hour to complete this. Just keep giving them Bosses, I will be gone for thirty minutes," Mirabella said, her tone shifting to crisp military efficiency.
"If I may, what is Master planning?" Adira asked, pausing her runic weaving to turn her head respectfully toward Mirabella.
"I am going to clear the area around the university," Mirabella declared, her blue eyes flashing with a predatory hunger for power. "I want to make sure that in these thirty minutes, I must enter the first Star of the god general military dal, and beco a Lv500 fighter."
With that ambitious declaration, her form blurred and she vanished from the Golden Palace, diving back into the apocalyptic ruins of the real world to grind through the local monster populations.
Cupcake opened one lazy eye, letting out a soft yawn, and lightly shook her head. "I pity those monsters," she muttered, before burrowing deeper into the cushions and closing her eyes again.
Adira giggled softly at Cupcake’s nonchalance. She then closed her eyes to focus her imnse spiritual energy entirely on the encapsulated training group, preparing the next wave of tornt.
"We can simply call her whenever soone dies so she can resurrect them," Adira said with a small, almost imperceptible smile, treating the cycle of life and death as casually as a ga of chess.
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[Half An Hour Later - Six Months to the students.]
A spatial tear opened in the throne room, and Mirabella stepped out, her aura dense and heavy with the scent of fresh slaughter. She sat down heavily on her ornate throne, staring at the small, tallic red military badge resting in her palm. At the very top of the crimson tal, a single, glowing golden Star was embedded.
"I kill so many monsters, world Bosses and even realm Bosses, more than five thousand low level monsters, and I still can’t advance to two Star... Is there a restriction in this Badge?" she muttered with a slight frown, analyzing the hidden chanics of the military hierarchy. Setting the frustration aside, she raised her head to the glowing screens.
"These guys have been fighting for six months straight... 99% are all dead, and kicked out... There is a mber each in so groups, while so are already wiped out." She stared at the remaining twenty screens hovering before her. The initial army had been ruthlessly culled by the relentless passage of ti and Adira’s unyielding monster waves.
"Not bad," Mirabella noted, a hint of genuine approval in her voice. "Adira, it’s ti to let out the world Bosses, save the last ten for Hitachi, Rose, Aurelia, Austin, Carl, Grace, Precious, Daniel, David, and Kent. Send them towards the others," she ordered.
"Yes Master!"
Adira nodded, closing her eyes again to channel her energy. The mont the massive, towering World Bosses appeared on the fields, the remaining students started dropping like paper in a hurricane.
"....?!"
Mirabella raised an eyebrow and turned her head to Adira. ’These world Bosses all are Lv400 to Lv500, Adira Isn’t holding back at all,’ she thought, slightly impressed by her Subordinate’s ruthlessness. Without missing a beat, Mirabella snapped her fingers. Across the dinsions, her Celestial Healing activated instantly, resurrecting all the freshly dead students and safely ejecting them back to the physical Academy grounds.
"They did good... Surviving this long, these twenty all deserve Legendary items," she said, validating their brutal half-year survival.
After ten minutes of real ti—which translated to one grueling month of continuous, unbroken battle in the domain—the secondary tier of students was finally wiped out.
Mirabella stood up from her throne, staring intently at the final ten screens. Hitachi, Rose, Austin, Aurelia, and David were all elite survivors from Galaxy Fall. anwhile, Carl, Grace, Kent, Precious, and Daniel were from Earth. Those five from Earth were the ones she had personally picked as the very first mbers of her team, and their survival proved her eye for talent was flawless.
"Not only did they improve, they had all broken through levels upon levels... At the mont, these ten are my strongest force... Adira, read my mories, and pick the opponents, I have a good surprise for them," she said, a wicked smirk curving her lips. The System’s monsters were too predictable; it was ti to introduce sothing completely outside the established LitRPG chanics.
"Ti to use the Ani I have watched and create opponents for these guys."
"Yes Master," Adira nodded, tapping into Mirabella’s ntal archives to reconstruct conceptual entities of pure power.
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[On The Open Field.]
Hitachi sat heavily on the scorched, ruined ground of his isolated bio. His once-pristine overcoat was shredded and stained, and a thin trail of blood leaked from his eyes—the physical toll of overusing his optic powers. His Legendary-class sword rested beside him, humming faintly.
Out of everyone present in the trial, he was the most serious. He understood that Mirabella’s true goal was to forge each of them into living weapons, and that aligned perfectly with his target: to beco the absolute strongest and claim his bloody revenge against Sagittarius.
"I have waited for one month, she is finally sending the opponents...." he rasped, his breathing ragged. He paused, his combat instincts flaring, and looked up in shock.
Through the clearing smoke, he saw a lone figure walking calmly towards him. The air around the figure crackled and hissed, and in the stranger’s hand was a straight sword heavily surrounded by vicious, sparking white lightning.
"One opponent?" he muttered in surprise, he grabbed his sword’s hilt and forced himself back onto his feet.
As the figure drew closer, Hitachi analyzed the threat. "He is a human, black hair and... Wait, are those Celestial eyes?" He was montarily stunned, staring at the stranger’s piercing gaze—two blood-red eyes with strange, spinning black tomoe dots within the irises.
"No... This isn’t Celestial eyes," he said, gripping his blade tighter as he stepped out of his protective force field, preparing for the fight of his life against an unknown power system.
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[Golden Palace.]
Mirabella folded her arms, watching the confrontation unfold on the central screen with a deeply satisfied smirk on her face. She had pulled one of the most iconic avengers from her mories to test the heir of the Azul clan.
"Hitachi, et Sasuke... The vengeful Ninja. If you defeat him, I will reward you with a legendary class armor," she said with a smirk, her voice echoing softly in the empty throne room as the ultimate clash of powers began.
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