Monster Gacha System: Becoming The Final Boss-Chapter 150 | The White Devil

In the distorted world, the flashes of destruction and creation devolved into pure hand-to-hand combat. Marquis May bolted towards the White Devil, swinging her leg on a side kick.

Alastair merely grinned at the sight and dodged as though it didn't even reach the requirements for her to utilize the reflection capabilities of her Brand.

Duke December appeared from behind, hurtling a punch towards her head. She shifted her footwork, barely dodging the attack, and countered with a roundhouse.

It was immediate as her boots directly impacted his temples, hurtling him away from her. He felt his head ache as he adjusted his body and landed upright.

He didn't even wait to take a deep breath before sprinting towards the White Devil. Duke October and Marquis June followed suit, while Marquis May provided platforms for them to utilize.

The battle continued as grunts echoed throughout the distorted world. Alastair dodged each of their attacks with remarkable ease, countering with techniques that ensured they felt the most pain.

As for why the whole confrontation descended into close-quarters combat, it was because of the fact that the True Bloods' utilization of their Blood Techniques was useless.

The only thing it did was exhaust their energy.

For the sake of the plan, they needed to improvise. And so, they began fighting with close-quarter techniques that they had refined for centuries.

Even though it wouldn't effectively affect the White Devil, it was better than exhausting themselves for nothing. Besides, they were confident in outlasting her in close quarters.

As the battle ensued, the participants became thousands of blurs. Along the way, Alastair's smirk widened since it felt like she was fighting against multiple martial arts monsters.

And she wouldn't be wrong.

The mere hobbies of these vampires were far older than the strongest practitioners in the Federation. It was merely the significant difference in time.

"But is this all you can do?" Alastair muttered under her breath as her pearl-like gaze narrowed like a piercing arrow. If she were alone, she would have entertained them.

But she wasn't.

With her was Block 7, and who knows what was happening outside the distorted world? There was no time for the White Devil to waste.

Duke December, realizing the changing attitude of the White Devil, decided to ramp up the close-quarters combat. He began using his Blood Technique in conjunction with his martial arts.

Beams of solid light escaped his palms, to which Alastair reflected with ease. But hundreds more followed, enveloping her perception.

Duke October was about to summon a black hole until he realized something amiss. A realization struck him as his eyes widened in shock.

"Hey... Is this a Macrocosm?" He questioned, earning the attention of everyone. The True Bloods felt an eerie chill settling throughout their body. It was then that they realized.

Since the beginning, they had been consumed by a Macrocosm. None of them even noticed the changes that devoured them.

The most dumbfounded was Marquis May, whose distorted world was her own making. When she tried using her power, there was nothing to manipulate.

"It looks like all of you woke up and realized the activation of my Macrocosm." Alastair tilted her head, strands of her silver hair dripping to her shoulders. Her supple lips curled into a gentle smile.

"Quite impressive... Not a lot of people realize when my Microcosm envelops them," she remarked, praising the True Bloods as though she were an old master.

Duke December gritted his teeth, realizing that they were trapped under the mercy of the White Devil. But he wasn't the type of man who would merely give up.

Without any hesitation or delay, he utilized his Blood Technique and attacked her. The True Bloods followed suit since there was only one thing they could do.

Kill the strongest of humanity.

Seeing their cornered assault, Alastair's supple lips curled into an arrogant smile as reality shifted across the distorted world. It wasn't under the control of Marquis May anymore.

It now became the domain of the White Devil.

The True Bloods saw their surroundings shatter like glass, its pieces hovering beside the strongest of humanity. They halted their charge, understanding that if they continued.

Their death would be an inevitability.

"What should we do?" Duke October questioned as Duke December furrowed his eyebrows and calmed his pounding, dead heart. "Marquis May, can you break the distorted world?"

At their current state, it was better to return to the New World rather than fight in the layered domain of the White Devil. Unfortunately, Marquis May already lost control over her dimension.

She shook her head and responded.

"I already lost my sovereignty over this realm. The White Devil's layered domain overpowered the dimension. It doesn't even matter if I break it. We would be trapped regardless."

Marquis May spoke of the undeniable truth. No matter what they did, it was all for naught. After all, once consumed by a Macrocosm. There was no way out.

Unless another Macrocosm dared to break it apart.

The shards of reality hovered beside Alastair. No wonder the vampire army that previously pursued the traitor left behind a battlefield consumed by fractured scars.

"Can you take the broken shards of casuality?" Alastair tilted her head, gesturing the shards of reality to hurtle towards the True Bloods.

Most didn't dare to block the shards, dodging them while barely keeping themselves from being cleaved apart into separate pieces. Sadly, their limbs were sliced open.

Though it was better than having their bodies meet the same fate.

On the other hand, Marquis June dared to block the shards of reality with his Blood Technique. Duke December wanted to warn him, but unfortunately, it was already too late.

The True Blood couldn't even react as his body was divided into two separate halves. Usually, it wouldn't matter when fighting against vampires.

However, the shards of reality were capable of halting the regeneration factor of the vampires. Once sliced apart by it, there was no recovering.

It was instantaneous death.

"Marquis June!" Duke October gritted their teeth and was about to charge towards the White Devil. But Duke December held his shoulders tightly, holding him in place.

"Don't let emotions take hold of you."

"Otherwise, you'll end up like him." Duke December warned, glancing at the two halves of Marquis June's corpse. The dead's gaze was cold and motionless.

A reminder to the vampires who prevailed over death of what the end was. They weren't invincible against it.

For everything with a beginning shall reach its end.

It doesn't matter how immortal or god-like they appear.

"That's one..." Alastair smirked, tilted her head towards the True Bloods. "Many more are coming. I suggest you fight as though your lives depend on it."

"Or else, you'll die without realizing."

"That would be too saddening for long-lived vampires, don't you think?" There was a hint of mock pity in her arrogant voice.

But the True Bloods maintained their calm facade and prepared themselves for another bout against the White Devil. The only thing they could do was hope for the best.

Believe that the preparations of the Clan would assure that their deaths weren't all for nothing. After all, they had long determined the inevitability of their end.

It was only a matter of how they wanted to reach it.

Outside of the Macrocosm: Mirror World.

Damien's massive hand patted the crimson hair of his partner as he remarked. "Handle the tall guy, Hecate. I'll take care of the two."

He glanced at his status display and took a deep breath.

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| Monster Gacha System |

-| Boss Title : [ Oberon ] |

-| Monster(s) : Five-Star EX Monster: Eclipse(Demiurge), Three-Star EX Monster: Starlight, Two-Star EX Monster: Great Devourer, Two-Star EX Monster: Neurophages, One-Star EX Monster: Prothonean, Two-Star TE Monster: Silhouettes, Four-Star TE Monster: Mechanized Draconic God, Two-Star TE Monster: Garmr, Three-Star TE Monster: Griffin, Two-Star TE Monster: Tarasque, Two-Star TE Monster: Great Serpent, Three-Star TE Monster: Fenrir, Three-Star TE Monster: Behemoth, Three-Star TE Monster: Orochi, Two-Star TE Monster: Heavenly Bull, Two-Star PA Monster: Wraith Queen, Three-Star PA Monster: Ootakemaru, Three-Star PA Monster: Crom Cruach, Two-Star PA Monster: Shadow Wolf, Two-Star PA Monster: Yuki-Onna |

-| Skill Index : Raptured Blink(Eclipse Passive), Intangible Fracture(Eclipse Passive), Cryptic Eyes of Dominion(Eclipse Passive), Avatar Summoning(Eclipse), Fragment Fusion(Eclipse), Shattered World(Eclipse), Dreams of Eternity(Starlight), Void Maw(Great Devourer), Ancient Wisdom(Prothonean), Hive Assimilation(Neurophages), Duplex Operation(Silhouettes), Machine Awakening(Mechanized Draconic God), Machine Control(Mechanized Draconic God), Draconic Dominion(Mechanized Draconic God), Chains of Infernal Judgment(Garmr), Sinful Gaze(Garmr), Empyrean Overwatch(Griffin), Majesty(Griffin), Carapace of Legends(Tarasque), Extreme Constriction(Great Serpent), Petrification(Great Serpent), Bond Breaker(Fenrir), Tempest Destroyer(Fenrir), Tectonic Steps(Behemoth), Venoms of Eightfold Death(Orochi), Celestial Charge(Heavenly Bull), Wailing Death of Regency(Wraith Queen), Army of Banshee(Wraith Queen), Strength of the Demonic God(Ootakemaru), Rain of Fire(Ootakemaru), Mark of Three Deaths(Crom Cruach), Sacrifice(Crom Cruach), In The Dark(Shadow Wolf), Shadow Veil(Shadow Wolf), Frozen Tapestry(Yuki-Onna), Ice Age(Yuki-Onna) |

-| Command Seal(s): [ 280/320 ] |

<| Terror Point(s) : 11111->11578 |> 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

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"Cryptid Eyes of Dominion!"