Pick Me Up Infinite Gacha! - P.M.U Chapter 282: Mission Type, Conquest (8) (Part 2)
At the same timeā¦
[The Goddess’s Punishment strikes ‘Phryos al Ragnar’!]
Crack!
Out of nowhere, five blades shot out from the void and pierced the prince.
“What is that?”
Crunch.
The glowing blades lifted into the air.
The princeās body was suspended, blood scattering in the wind.
ćā¦ā¦ć
Phryosās sword fell to the ground.
“Whatās with those swords? Why did it suddenlyā¦?”
The company seemed furious.
No object had been provided, and no buffs were given.
A direct attack and restraint.
They didnāt care about missions anymoreāthey just wanted him dead.
‘The prince was right.’
Seeing them resort to this, it seemed he had struck a nerve.
The chat on the broadcast screen updated rapidly. But I didnāt need to read it. Most of it would be complaints about the server errors and chaotic mission development.
<Han.>
Rodrickās voice echoed in my head.
<I donāt thinkā¦ I can hold on much longer.>
I looked to the side.
In the distance, monsters were pouring into the heroesā stronghold amidst the burning avenue.
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The monsters had overrun the entire capital.
Among them were figures resembling heroes, their features twisted by corruption.
‘The balance is broken.’
On the right side of my vision, messages about heroes being injured or dying flooded in.
I touched my ear.
“Is Pria here?”
<She is.>
“Use spatial magic to send her here.”
Before Rodrick could finish his words, space distorted, and Pria stepped out.
She looked at the suspended prince with a hardened expression.
“ā¦Brother.”
Blood fell from the prince’s feet, pooling on the cracked ground below.
“This situationā¦ How can this happen in the middle of battle?”
“Don’t concern yourself with it. We have our task.”
I spun Bifrost once.
Crackle. Crimson lightning coursed along the blade, coiling like a snake ready to strike.
“Kill me and take my heart. Within it lies what you seek.”
“ā¦”
“Are you hesitating now?”
“Thatāsā¦”
“Steady your aim. It wonāt be easy.”
A guttural roar echoed from above.
I looked up.
From the massive rift in the sky, something colossal began to descend.
[ā»Warning!]
[‘Crystal of Despair’ is beginning to descend!]
The second crystal had appeared.
But the situation was far worse than during the first.
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Hundreds of glittering crystalline shards orbited the rift like satellites, waiting.
If I tried to fly toward the sky with Pria, they would surely intercept me.
<ā¦Han.>
Halkion’s voice came through my earpiece.
<What did you see?>
“Everything.”
I answered briefly, then looked at both the prince and Pria.
“Weāre out of time. This world is going to collapse soon.”
“Brotherā¦”
“Who said you could call me brother? I am Phryos al Ragnar, heir to the ancient imperial throne.”
Pria flinched slightly at his sharp words.
She turned to me, her eyes resolute, and gave a firm nod.
I stepped forward.
“Jenna, Velkist.”
I drew Bifrost back, preparing to strike.
Crackle! The lightning surged, condensed, and then turned into a deep black glow, coiling tightly around the blade.
“We need to finish this in one strike. Get ready.”
“Wait, just a moment ago, you saidā”
“I said get ready.”
“Alright, alright!”
Jenna raised her bow.
Click. The wings of her bow extended, locking into place.
A gleaming silver arrow was loaded onto the bowstring.
“Can he really be killed?”
Velkist pointed his sword at the prince.
Clang! The blade let out a sharp metallic hum as energy began vibrating through it.
“If itās now, yes.”
Compression. Ten million-fold.
The light on Velkistās blade intensified, its edge vibrating so fast it appeared blurred.
ćPria.ć
“ā¦Yes.”
ćYou said you wouldnāt give up, didnāt you?ć
“I didā¦”
ćThen resist.ć
“ā¦”
ćResist and resist again. If you fall, stand back up. If you break, mend yourself. Whatever blocks your path, crush it and move forward. That is our golden bloodline.”
Crack!
The blades piercing the prince dug in deeper.
ćProve to me that I was wrong.ć
A thunderous sound burst from above.
Something vast was plummeting through the rift.
I steadied my grip on Bifrost.
“I’mā¦ sorry.”
ćThose words areā¦ć
The prince smiled faintly.
ćWrong, Pria.ć
Charging complete.
I swung my sword.
The black glow burst forth like a tidal wave of pure void.
“Fire!”
Thud!
A beam of brilliant silver light shot from Jenna’s bow, piercing the air.
It was a sniper arrow, modeled after Brynhildr.
At the same time, Velkist swung his blade, unleashing a white shockwave.
The three attacks converged, becoming a single catastrophic force, engulfing the prince entirely.
“ā¦”
There was no explosion, no sound.
Only one thing remainedāthe overwhelming golden radiance emanating from the point of impact.
“Pria.”
I whispered to her.
She flinched, as if shaken from a trance, and stepped forward into the blinding light.
And thenā¦
ćIā¦ć
Through the brilliant glow, a figure emerged, holding a sword aloft.
ćā¦resist.ć
The scattered waves of light began to converge into a singular beam, rising upward.
[Mission Updated!]
[Mission Type ā Conquest]
[Objective ā Transcend Fate.]
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