"Talking"
Thoughts
'Mental Communication or using a magic item'
[Debuffs]
Skills/Systems
Chapter 25 – Into More Ruins, Pt. 3
Beast Ogre, Pinetree
"What the hell is that?!" someone shouted, though Pinetree couldn't help but mirror the sentiment.
Just as he finally managed to stem the blood flow and stop the [Bleeding], a giant mechanical moth burst out of the ground.
He would be lying if he said he was an expert on video games – living on a farm on the edge of the CCT Tower tended to make gaming very hard at times-, but he was fairly sure he was very, VERY under-leveled for this quest.
Granted, he already knew that.
Truth be told, the only reason he had even survived the quest that got him his UBM special reward was that a passing Superior happened to help him out and saved him from being insta-killed.
However, that was only a level-five quest.
This one was supposed to be a level-nine quest.
Originally, he thought this meant just a lot of mob monsters and maybe a UBM. While he wasn't entirely confident in his abilities with only a third form Embryo – don't hit me Doppel that tickles – he felt his party could handle it.
When a party of Masters showed up, he thought they were the danger.
To be fair, one of them literally ripped his arm off without even moving, but of course, fate had to prove him wrong a third time with a giant mechanical moth.
It wasn't until he saw the woman in the color-shifting cloak get vaporized in a sea of flames that he remembered something important: quest rankings are exponential, not linear in difficulty.
Thankfully Doppel jumped in front of him to shield him from the blast. While he primarily used Doppel's skill, Creature Copy, to copy monster stats, it also copied their resistances.
This allowed his little Embryo to transform into a Demi-Dragon class Fire Drake they had seen at the Founder's Festival.
Now if only he could copy skills.
Realizing how useless that thought was, he turned towards the mystery woman who showed up just in time to save him.
Thankfully it was focused on casting single-target spells by the dozens at the other guys as the one with the sandy cloak had shot at it.
"What do we do about that thing?"
For her part, despite the clear surprise on her face, she looked at it with calculating and analytical eyes.
"Not much I can do."
"What do you mean?" he asked incredulously. He had just watched the woman rip a person apart by pointing her palms at them.
"Yeah…my skills are based on stealing and that thing has a high-level anti-thief skill built in."
Well crap.
"Can't you like…remove it or something?"
At that exact moment, green eyes gave him the same look he imagined he gave his aunt when she told him she didn't know you had to turn on a computer to use it.
"That a no, then?"
"Does your Embryo have a that can weaken or remove skills?"
"It just copies the stats and resistances of creatures it sees." He admitted feeling like he was being chewed out for not locking the chicken coop…again.
"Then I can't do anything." She said as she grabbed him, Doppel, and pulled them back just in time as the entire area had suddenly become a massive ice field.
The enemy Masters were suddenly trapped in a literal glacier…only for a…giant multi-colored woman to emerge and start fighting swinging at the moth, which was only as big as a farmhouse while the woman seemed as big as several.
From her multi-colored body shot beams of fire, ice, lightning, and just about every elemental attack possible.
The moth either dodged or created an area of effect of fire, frost, lighting, or whatever was needed to counter the incoming spell.
"What on Remnant is that?!"
The woman, again cooly, answered, "Seventh Star is ranked third in the Caldina Kill Rankings. He has a Type: Legion Embryo that creates constructs from the Gems he creates with his Superior Job. When enhanced each Gem fires like the strongest skill of a high-rank Mage job."
"If I had to guess, he can combine them to create a massive construct." She explained as said man, now in a tattered butler suit, started yelling, "I'll pop you one good you bloody coat eater!"
Was he bipolar or something?
Joining him was the man in blue wearing his big metal gauntlets. "Grasping the Power of Nature to Strike Down My Foes With – Járngreipr!" he intoned as his body seemed to surge with lighting as he unnaturally accelerated only for the moth to flex its wings and rock wall to appear between them.
Unlike expectations, reality had the man in blue, Tusk he thought he heard someone call him, collided fist first with the more than twenty-foot thick rock wall and left a massive crater in it nearly destroying it.
Probably some kind of stat enhancement skill relating to elements, or something like that.
"Are you sure we can't do anything about it to stop it?" he asked again, "I'm pretty sure that's what we were supposed to be looking for."
for the first time, he heard the woman curse, "Shit, you're right, but that doesn't mean I can do much against it."
"That doesn't mean we should just let them take it."
"Kid, what the hell do you want from me?" she glowered, "This isn't some cartoon where the good guys just show up and help save the day!"
Just as she finished saying that, a red Magingear burst from the ground, thrusters on its back with his party members clinging onto it for dear life with several dozen robots clinging onto them before colliding with the moth, causing both parties to fall from the sky.
He knew she could – and probably would – give him the death penalty a thousand times in a second, but by the brother gods he couldn't help but grin, "You were saying?"
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A few moments before the collision
"I was saying that this is the console used to make the giant robot moth!" crescent shouted in reply to JAnz and Regal's repeated "What?"s as they and Wotan – who was using Crescent's magic pistol and was a surprisingly good shot – were returning fire against hoard of robots while Kelly helped Meta further build up their barricade from the various machine parts.
Truth be told she was surprised she didn't get a debuff like [Hearing Loss] or [Deafened] with the sheer volume of the gunfire, laser fire, and the echoes of the main production chamber. Who builds such a narrow chamber when you would imagine there would be a lot of people moving in and out of it?
Her eyes drifted to the chamber on the other side of the glass partition seeing the numerous tian corpses in tanks of green liquid.
On second thought she imagined a lot of people didn't want to work in this room.
Refocusing she tried to make sense of the pre-ancient civilization terminal and figure out what does what.
The basic principles were the same, but the language was indecipherable to her so there was quite a lot of random button pressing and file opening.
Eventually, she clicked the right folder and schematics were beginning to open on the screen.
While she could appreciate the complexity of the machine itself, she wondered why its creator had chosen a moth of all things. Personally, she would have gone with something like a Wyvern or a Nevermore from legend or maybe a corgi. No one would ever expect a giant mechanical corgi.
Oooh, now she missed Zwei.
Shaking her head to refocus, she took something out of her suit's left inventory.
What she secretly loved about Infinite Dendrogram was its attention to detail. In this case the existence of things like flash drives…well a computerized stick powered by a magic crystal, but close enough.
She was currently downloading all the available data about the production method and what schematics she could get.
What she didn't love was the attention to detail. Her "not-flash drive" didn't have enough storage space and due to the computing language being different, the download speed was slower than her dad's old laptop. If you could call it a laptop. She always thought it was a prototype for making a smart brick.
It was almost old enough to be the Osborn 2. (1)
However, as she was typing frantically, trying to grab anything that looked important, "looked" being the keyword as she couldn't actually read the text – DAMN YOU HARDCORE LORE JUNKIES (2)- her fingers paused as a file she had opened flashed in front of her eyes.
Silverly eyes danced across the screen as an excited smile spread across her face.
This was it.
This was exactly what she had been looking for.
She was going to get a copy of this once it was translated.
"Master" Wotan called out, "I know you have a weapons fetish, but can you please focus on getting the data for now." Her Embryo half-grinned, not taking her eye – or gun- off of the enemy as the rest of her party – and strangely enough some of the robots – looked towards Crescent for a moment of solidified awkward silence.
"It's not like that!" she shouted far louder than she had intended. Cheeks as red as her hair.
"To each, their own and all that," JAnz said firing another Trickbullet that burst like a shotgun shell. "But what is the ETA on the data transfer being completed?"
"I'm not sure, the pre-ancient civilization doesn't use common numbers so I can guess maybe three minutes."
"Gah!" Kelly shouted as her left hand was blown off after throwing a Gem into the mass of robots.
"Are you okay friend Kelly?" Meta asked stretching her clay-like arm to fling several rocks at the robots. Surprisingly effective in decapitating a few.
The purple-haired girl nodded, "Yeah, my sense of pain is turned off, it just shocked me is all." She explained as she calmly took out some healing items to stem the bleeding.
While firing another lightning blast Regal shouted from another barricade, "JAnzy, can't you use another Trickbullet to blow them up?"
"No, that only worked because we were in an open enough hallway and the ceiling didn't look like it would cave in," she replied as she returned fire.
Looking up, Crescent could see the opening the giant metal moth had been released through. One of the large metal hangar doors was half-opened/half-closed and looked like it might come down on them at any moment.
The other seemed to have opened okay, but now looked like something had…she didn't know, distorted…melted it into lying half on top of the other door.
"Kelly, can't you fly us out?" Regal asked, creating a barrier of lighting to protect him from a spray of bullets as he moved closer to them. "Crescent has the Pilot job so you don't need to fly it."
"No good dude." She said looking at her left hand, "Punga got hit in his second form and needs to rest to heal himself."
"Of course!" the bluenette shouted, firing her dual revolvers, "Why can't this mission just go off without complications?" she sarcastically growled.
As she said that, much like most things in life, the gods decided to throw them from the oven into the fire as a rocket collided with the barricade Regal and JAnz were behind.
"Since when did they get rocket launchers?!" someone shouted.
That was a good question.
It was at that moment Crescent recalled an addition she had made to her Magingear that she wanted to test.
"Guys, I think I know how we can get out of this."
"Really?" the only male Master in the group said, "Then do it."
"Wotan," Crescent called as she took her Magingear out of her inventory, her Embryo, probably already having read her mind immediately converted herself into her energy cape form.
Her Magingear didn't look all that different from the standard model, save for the red paint job, however, with the flick of a switch, rockets unfolded from its shoulders, back, and legs.
"Everyone, hop on." She said through her speaker.
"You can't be serious?" Regal shouted over the roar of her thrusters coming to life.
JAnz just deadpanned, "Do you have any better options?"
He went to speak, closed his mouth, and then latched onto Crescent's Magingear for dear life.
"Thought so." She grinned as she did the same.
Without anyone to hold the line, the robots swarmed into the chamber. JAnz and Regal returned fire the best they could from their positions clinging to Crescent's Magingear.
"Let's hope this works," Crescent said, forgetting to turn off her speakers.
"What does that mean?" JAnz immediately yelled, concern shaping her face.
"Well…remember that explosion that took out hanger number ten?"
"Yes…?" she replied not liking where this conversation was going.
"Well…that was the prototype of this one and I haven't gotten a chance to test it yet."
If there were debuffs, and there probably were, for things like [Stroke] or [Aneurism] it would be safe to say their party's Burst Gunner just got them. At least going by her face.
Before she could yell – there was no other possibility of her not yelling – the lone Pre-Superior among them uttered a single line: "Do you have any better options?". A shit-eating grin plastered on his face.
"WHY You- *SIGH* just take off Crescent." She said, more than obviously hoping that they might all get blown up.
"LET'S GO!" Crescent shouted as she slammed the launch button while secretly whispering a prayer, please don't explode.
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King of Lightning, Regal
Regal had had several crazy quests since he started playing Dendrogram. He had been on the wrong end of the Tartarus Princess' army of undead, trapped in an enclosed space with the Venom Princess, and even made the mistake of ambushing the unaligned Superior PKers Great Make-up Artist and Scythe Princess – now that he thought out of it why were all the most dangerous PKers were women?
But he digressed.
Despite all the dangers he had been in, clinging onto a flying Magingear while a swarm of robots were trying to kill him only to collide midair with a mechanical moth holding its own against a party of what seemed to be comprised entirely of Pre-Superiors and Dryfe's own Ripper, Bahia while fighting a giant woman made of multiple giant crystals was a new one on him.
Yeah, this game can get very weird very fast. He reminded himself of something he read on Reddish-it. (3)
Granted, all of these thoughts were probably his brain trying its hardest to distract him from the sensation of falling to what would normally be his death. His sense of pain was turned off – he still couldn't understand why anyone would have their sense of pain turned on -, but there was still the psychological aspect of rapidly falling towards the ground while hanging onto a giant robot for dear life.
It was admittedly pretty terrifying.
Now most people would ask why he simply didn't use his floating boat special reward and just save himself.
There were two reasons for this.
First, that was a dick move. Plain and simple.
Second, he couldn't. One hand was keeping him from flying off while the other was trying to stop a robot from trying to stab him in the face. Apparently, these rust buckets had close-range weapons in addition to long-range weapons.
Who knew?
"Come on. Come on. Come on!" he heard Crescent shouting into her speaker. This wouldn't be his first death penalty. Heck, he was pretty sure this would at least be his thirtieth, but he felt genuine fear for both the sensation of the rapidly approaching ground and what that masked psycho was going to do to him and his clan when he respawned.
He was probably going to have to leave Dryfe.
Maybe Legendaria.
Or Caldina, they've got some hot-looking male Masters like The Death Emperor and King of Casinos.
Yeah, that might work out pretty well.
Just as he was planning to look into a new clan house in Cadlina, he was suddenly jerked as Crescent's thrusters kicked in shedding several of the robots and forcing him to use both hands to hold on as tight as he could.
Now if only he had a job that boosted his STR…which he did not have.
Maybe focusing on MP, AGI, and END exclusively wasn't the best idea.
"Screw this!" he shouted letting go and reaching into his inventory to produce his Barge of the Sky, Valcan.
"Hahahahaha!" he laughed somewhat deranged at barely surviving…only to see the mechanical moth dodging an energy blast and start flying directly towards him.
…fuck.
His Adventurer job granted him some resistance to various environmental effects such as high heat or freezing temperatures. So when the giant mechanical moth released a wide AOE attack that set forth a blazing inferno that blasted him backward, nearly melting his floating ship – and his avatar – before sending him spiraling into the ground he knew he could survive.
Like any good PK, he decided to not go down without making his enemy bleed…or whatever the mechanical equivalent of bleeding was.
Shakily, as he and his boat fell from the sky, he raised his right hand, his left seemed to be missing, as his two chakrams rotated in front of his palm "Falling from the Storms to Strike like Lightning, Haietlik!" he exclaimed as he emptied his MP for an all-out attack.
In an instant, his world went white before the percussive blast of the sound wave created by his ultimate skill firing off all his MP sent him flying. The atmosphere seemed to buzz with the sheer volume of static electricity as the giant mechanical moth barely managed to dodge, sacrificing one of its wings in the process.
He couldn't feel pain, but he could still feel his barge hitting the ground and his body being sent flying.
For his avatar, using all his MP at once was similar to forcing his mind to complete the S.A.T.s in ten minutes.
His consciousness was going to fade at any moment. He just wasn't sure how much longer he would be able to help as his vision went dark.
[Fainting]
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High Enchanter, Kelly Hawks
Things were not looking good for them.
The purple-haired girl was frantically applying Potions and any healing items she had on her.
Regal, the girl in the sandy cloak her appraisal item said was pril, JAnz, and Pinetree were all out of commission due to the [Fainting] debuff.
Unfortunately, without a job like Bishop who could magically remove debuffs, even if she fixed the damage there was no telling when they would wake up.
Her Doctor job helped boost the effects of healing items when applied, but it turns out applying them with only one hand was a lot harder than people might think.
Crescent and Meta were helping the guy in the butler's suit, the guy in blue, Tusk, and the dark-skinned chick fight the giant metal bug.
The guy dressed as an edgelord, JAX, had been given the death penalty in the last attack. According to the butler, he was the only one of them who could fully defend against it.
Thankfully Regal's ultimate skill managed to damage one of its wings so it was forced to switch to single target attacks instead of AOEs. The bad news was that things could fire off attacks like the ultimate skill of a Mage Superior Job.
Just how much MP did it have?, the player she knew to have the highest MP in Dryfe was her clan leader, something like over 300,000, but he said once that he could only use his ultimate skill two or three times per day. So just how much did this thing have to be spamming ultimate skills?
The only silver lining was the weird sextuplets that showed up and started taking out all of the robots coming at them.
They were currently forming a defensive line protecting the injured. Each one used a different weapon, a long sword, claw-like bracers, a bow and arrow, a mace, a whip, and a spear.
"We need to wake up Regal and JAnnnnz." One of the four said suddenly as he decapitated a robot with a sword, "Their Embryos is probably one of the few ways to finish thisss."
Why was the drool so familiar?
Just as she was wondering that, the one who talked got shot in the head and burst into particles of light…leaving a fat cat…which then vanished with a "Meow".
However, the number of guys forming the line didn't change.
"What?"
It was then that she remembered from where she knew this guy. He was the second-ranked in Altar's Duel Rankings, Tom Cat. More commonly known as Monster Cat Mansion.
Why is he here?
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Pilot, Crescent Rose
THIS. WAS. THE. BEST. DAY. EVER!
Robots, lasers, ancient technology, and now she was fighting a giant mechanical moth spamming superpowered magic with her new friend, a butler on a giant crystal woman, and a guy who looked like Might, a character from one of her favorite Mistralian animes, Dark Stone Firearm. (4)
And to top it all off as the cookie crumbs and strawberries on top of the awesome sundae, her rockets worked. They actually worked!
What was even better was the fact her special reward, Heat Absorption Core, Crimson Nova was absorbing any excess heat from her Magingear replenishing her MP AND preventing it from overheating.
As a fire-magic attack hit the torso of her Magingear, the core absorbed a lot of the heat from the spell supercharging her MP and making its fire-based attacks useless.
She didn't even know it could do that.
Best. Special. Reward. Ever!
Suddenly a portion of her left torso armor partially melted off.
Okay, maybe it didn't make the fire-based attacks completely useless. But if that had hit her first Magingear, she would have already gotten the death penalty.
Despite only having four of its six wings fully functioning, it was still able to dodge them quite easily.
Her Identification skill showed what it was.
Vidos Granziella
The fourth ancient super weapon developed by Flagman to fight the incarnations.
Skills:
Ice Age
Fixed Star
Tempest
Corona
Hierophant
…
What followed was an impossibly long list of skills that she was certain were all magic-related. She hadn't encountered anything like this before. She didn't even know Identification could have an automatic scroll function in her window.
That's how big the list was.
The giant Gem woman fired a blast of lighting hitting the moth dead on. Despite this the energy just seemed to wash over it, barely denting its chassis.
What was truly concerning was its MP.
MP: 650,130,000/1,500,600,000
How did they manage to give it so much MP?
At that moment her mind drifted to all those tians in tanks.
All of those dead tians in tanks.
Oh…that's how.
The man in blue, this time engulfed in licking tongues of flames shot towards the moth like a meteor only for it to evade. The residual flames from his comet-like tail being treated like a summer drizzle.
While she was observing it, the dark-skinned woman, Bahia, Reveal showed her, struck at it with a pair of curved knives.
MP: 650,121,680/1,500,600,000
A quick Identification on her knives told her it was a special reward called Twin Moon Carvers, Crescent Glissando.
Holly crap, those things could directly damage HP or MP and ignore defense or resistances.
So that's what Mythical special rewards could do.
She so wanted one.
'Master focus!' her Embryo said as they dodged a blast of light. The beam was like a super-condensed blast of concentrated Light-Dust that she was certain could have vaporized Mithril or maybe even Orichalcum.
She was really glad her Piloting skill got a boost from Wotan's Master the Swaying Weapon.
Ooh, the excess heat from the spell boosted her MP a little.
She seriously loved this special reward.
She holstered her gun, and Crescent flipped the switch causing a section of her Magingear's right arm to open up as its left hand withdrew and unfolding mechanical scythe. It was her new baby, Lunate Rose.
'I still say Sickle Rose is cooler.'
'Not now Wotan.'
It was a High-Caliber sniper scythe (HCSS) - a hybrid between a scythe, a bolt-action sniper rifle, and a war scythe. With a few tweaks of her own design. ?
However, it wasn't stored in an inventory, but rather designed to fold and store within her Magingear's arm.
Infinite Dendrogram's inventories couldn't be put in other inventories and since it was faster for her to carry her Magingear in her inventory, she had to get creative with her Magingear's new weapons.
The mechanical moth released a flaming meteor storm at them. The giant gem woman took the brunt as the guy in blue started punching his way through the meteors.
This was her chance.
"Runic Script!" Crescent shouted as she used her Maiden Embryo's signature skill as she flipped the switch to cause the scythe blade to rotate 180 degrees before she swung her scythe, the blade scrawled with red runes before the blade was sent flying, being released from the staff, flew through the air like a red crescent slicing one of the wings off.
She couldn't help but smile as she flourished her scythe – minus the blade – with an admittedly unnecessary flair as with a swift motion moved her robot's hand over the tip and equipped from her built-in hidden compartment, a second folding scythe blade.
It had taken a lot of trial and error.
'Mainly error.' Wotan added.
But she found a way to use her Embryo's main skill without completely destroying her weapons or Magingear.
In retrospect, it should have been obvious with the gun against the Crimson Rockbird and the grenade, and the Earth Dragon.
Granted, she needed to work on her aim some more.
She had been aiming for its head.
Now it had two functional wings on its right and one on its left.
"Guys, we need to finish off its wings." She said over her speakers. Turning to the two Caldina Masters, "Can you two keep it busy and we'll finish it." Despite being stronger than her the butler was basically a pure magic user and the blue guy primarily did most of his damage from elemental attacks since the moth was weary of his punches.
Which normally would be fine, but in addition to having an insane amount of MP, just about every magic skill in the game, and it had every resistance that went with those magic-related skills.
"I would be delighted." The butler said before she could have sworn his eyes changed colors, "We'll give this overgrown scarf muncher a good ol' thrashing."
If they kept going at this rate, they should be able to whittle it down.
"We can do this. We've got it beat in a battle of attrition." She said over her speaker as that seemed to rally the others.
What was even better was the fast-moving man with black hair who struck it in the face with one of his chakrams draining its MP further.
"Welcome back to the fight Regal." She grinned.
It was time to put this boss down.
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Vidos Granziella
Vidos Granziella was created to do battle with and destroy the Incarnation of Nature which had changed countless landscapes, erasing entire countries by itself.
While it did not possess the range of its area of effect, not reaching more than tens of kilometels, its instances of effect were more powerful.
However, it was still incomplete.
In less than two years, it would have been completed.
Activity by these lesser incarnations had forced it to activate before it was completed.
As the engagement with the lesser incarnations progressed, it found there were potential errors in its database installations.
There were too many inconsistencies with its database about the lesser incarnations.
They used abilities not part of the Archetype System. The system that governs all of creation. Had they been some inherited ability or the product of being a High End, these anomalies would have been documented in its database.
The lesser incarnation, registering as Pilot, seemed to have the most damaging of such abilities.
King of Gems and King of Resistance, despite posing higher levels were moved to Medium Priority Threats as the Pilot was moved to High Priority Threat.
They wielded weapons that gave off energy signatures of monsters.
The one designated as Burglary Princess possessed one limiting the Resources of a Mythical UBM. Its threat level was second to the Pilot.
It lacked its repair functions, its elemental dispersion panels on its wings had not been fully calibrated, and it had yet to charge to its maximum MP capacity fully.
What was even less acceptable was that it found a much more powerful incarnation signature in the six identical individuals behind the lesser incarnations that had defeated all the available activated Prism Soldiers.
Its creator, Flagman, had envisioned that it may encounter previously unforeseen situations and thus granted it the processing power comparable to one of his most advanced Prism Persons, Agate Designer to manage the complexity of the magic-related skills.
In the span of moments, its beyond supercomputer level processing power went into full effect as all processing power except that needed to keep the lesser incarnations at bae were devoted to extrapolating a solution.
The preset skill formats were ineffective in this situation and wide area of effect skills were heavily restricted due to damage sustained by King of Lightning.
Processing Acquired Data…
Processing…
Processing…
Processing…
Processing…
Altering Spell Formula…
Calculating MP Consumption…
Running Simulations…
Adjusting for environmental Variables…
…Solution Found.
(1) The Osborn 1, was the first laptop, built in 1981. Ruby is saying that while her dad's laptop was old, it wasn't quite that old. But still very old.
(2) Insert scene of Oobleck sneezing.
(3) A pun on Reddit.
(4) Strength from Black Rock Shooter. I genuinely didn't connect the dots on this one until I wrote this chapter. Thanks, brain.
Just like always, I love a good cliffhanger. What could the super weapon have come up with and will Crescent and the gang have any hope of surviving it?
Honestly, not even I know.
Kidding.
Maybe.
Or am I?
Just kidding.
Or maybe I'm not(?)
I'm genuinely lost if I am or not anymore.
Either way, our favorite red cape-wearing weapon junkie is loving a giant magic robot fight and we even got to see her new fighting style. And maybe a hint as to what the Blooming Rose System really is.
Previously, I said I would do a character breakdown every thirteen chapters, however, since I had to split this chapter into two, I'll be pushing that back until after the next chapter.
What'll happen is we'll have the conclusion of the battle, the aftermath, the character breakdown, and then the war between Huang He and Tenchi. Oh boy, this is going to be fun.
Crescent Rose = Ruby Rose
Kelly Hawks = Reese Chloris
JAnz = Nebula Violette
P-M374 (Meta) = Penny Polendina
Regal = Nolan Porfirio
pril = May Zedong
Tusk = Ivori
JAX Crowned = Jax Asturias
GIL T Crowned = Gillian Asturias
Seventh Star = Klein Sieben
Bahia = Emerald Sustrai
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