At that moment, the battle high above suddenly changed. The Level 7, Stage 3 Reincarnator—who had been relentlessly attacking Nana—finally reached his breaking point. After countless futile strikes, he could no longer bear the psychological blow of his own powerlessness and decided to flee without hesitation.
With his speed, escaping a single planet should have taken no more than a blink. His body flickered once, and in an instant, he broke through the atmosphere, emerging into the cold void of space. Without looking back, he picked a direction and flew away at full speed.
However, he had barely covered a few kilometers before three dazzling figures appeared in front of him, blocking his escape.
It was, of course, Lala, Nana, and Momo—the three sisters who had instantly teleported ahead, sensing his attempt to flee.
"Trying to run? That won't do~"
With her arms crossed, Momo smiled sweetly at the panicked Reincarnator.
Meanwhile, Nana cracked her knuckles, glaring at him with fierce determination.
"You'd better accept your fate. The moment we showed up, your death was already decided!"
The Level 7, Stage 3 Reincarnator didn't respond. His expression was grim, his gaze fixed on the three sisters as a cold despair spread through his heart.
But to think he'd just give up was out of the question.
Ignoring them completely, he turned around and bolted in another direction, accelerating at full power.
He knew attacking them would be a waste of time—what mattered was getting away. If he could find other, stronger Reincarnators, he might still have a chance to survive.
Unfortunately, his plan would never succeed.
Before he could even get far, the Deviluke sisters appeared before him again, teleporting directly into his path. Without giving him a chance to react, they launched a joint attack.
Although Lala, with her Level 7, Stage 2 power, still couldn't land a fatal blow on him, her strength was far beyond Nana's. The pressure on him multiplied instantly. Combined with Momo and Nana's coordinated assault, the Reincarnator soon found himself overwhelmed.
Even as he fought back, he continued trying to flee, but the sisters pursued him relentlessly.
Their battle raged across the starry void. They clashed and chased through the cosmos, leaving devastation in their wake. Countless planets were reduced to stardust by the shockwaves of their fight.
Finally, after more than half an hour of nonstop pursuit, the three sisters managed to completely exhaust the Reincarnator's energy reserves. His body was covered in wounds, his breathing ragged, and one of his arms had been torn off entirely.
As three powerful energy blasts hurtled toward him, a wave of regret surged through his heart.
If he had known things would end like this, he would never have come to this star system.
Indeed, even now, the bloodthirsty Reincarnator did not regret his slaughter or his invasion. What he regretted was his own bad luck.
The next instant, the three energy attacks struck him simultaneously, vaporizing his body completely.
At the same time, the glowing number above Lala's head changed from "0" to "1."
"Hmph, so in the end, Big Sis stole the kill."
Nana pouted unhappily as she glanced at the glowing number above her sister's head.
Then she looked over at Momo—whose number "36" shone even brighter, making it all the more infuriating.
"So now I'm the only one with a zero. Ugh, I should've waited instead of wasting time with that Reincarnator earlier."
"Hehe, it's fine, Nana. Let's go find the next group of Reincarnators. There'll be plenty of kills for you to farm~"
"Mm-hmm! I'll do my best!"
Nana clenched her fists with renewed determination, her earlier frustration vanishing, replaced by pure fighting spirit.
The three sisters exchanged glances, nodded in unison, and without a moment's hesitation, their figures vanished into the vastness of space once more.
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Inside the royal palace of Deviluke, Sephie's expression softened into a warm smile as she watched the live projection of her three beloved daughters saving their father and annihilating all the invading Reincarnators.
"I never imagined Lala and the others had grown so strong already... this is the first time I've ever seen them actually fight."
"Of course," Eriri replied calmly, her lips curling into a faint smile. "And they'll only keep getting stronger—until they reach the very peak of all worlds."
There was no doubt in her voice. Eriri firmly believed in the future of her group members. Even without her direct intervention, they could one day become peak Level 8 beings—though that would take a long, long time. With her help, however, that time could be drastically shortened. Some might even step into the realm of Level 9.
Naturally, Eriri didn't intend to let her group members rely solely on chat group points forever. Whenever the time was right, she would personally boost their power, just as she had done when elevating everyone to Level 7.
"Hehe~ This is all thanks to you. My three silly daughters are really lucky to have met you," Sephie said, smiling brightly at Eriri, gratitude shining in her eyes.
Then she pulled out a communicator and connected to Gid, who was now aboard a spaceship, preparing to head toward another planet. The current state of the universe was far beyond what even an "Emperor of the Universe" could handle, and she had no intention of letting that battle-hungry fool become a burden to their daughters again.
Eriri didn't pay much attention to Sephie's actions. Instead, she turned her gaze toward the other holographic screens before her.
...
Nearly an hour had passed since the Reincarnators' invasion began. Even with the intervention of group members led by Arifureta and external allies under Meido and D, the overall situation had not shifted much.
After all, there were over a million Reincarnators. Every second, countless planets were being destroyed.
Not all Reincarnators were sadists like the Level 7, Stage 3 one slain by the Deviluke sisters. The majority, possessing starburst-level destructive power, immediately unleashed planet-shattering attacks upon entering any star system—wasting no time at all.
For them, time equaled points. Their mission was simple: cause as much destruction as possible before the Level 8 Reincarnators wiped out the entire universe, thereby earning as many Reincarnation Points as they could.
Far from the Milky Way, in a distant galaxy, a stunningly beautiful woman floated silently in the cosmic void. Her curvaceous body was clad in a bikini-like armor, a massive sword strapped to her back. Her name was unknown—but her aura unmistakable: an Level 8, Stage 6 Reincarnator.
Her seductive, mesmerizing eyes gazed softly at the countless glittering lights of the surrounding stars, her expression tinged with sorrow.
If she had any other choice, she wouldn't have done this. But to survive in the Main God Space—to grow stronger, to live long enough to retire—she had no other option.
"I'm sorry..." she whispered.
Then she closed her eyes. When she opened them again, the gentleness was gone—replaced by steely resolve.
Taking a deep breath, she reached behind her and gripped the hilt of her sword. As she drew it, the overwhelming energy within her body surged into the blade.
The plain-looking sword instantly transformed. It became resplendent, shining with blinding light that illuminated the dark void of space like the birth of a new star.
"Celestial Radiance—Shine Upon the Cosmos!!!"
With a single, resounding cry, she swung the sword downward.
A colossal blade of energy erupted from its edge—a beam of destruction that tore through space itself. Everywhere it passed, the fabric of reality collapsed, and the devastation spread outward at terrifying speed. Within tens of thousands of light-years, everything—asteroids, planets, and even the very starlight—was annihilated.
The sword's energy continued to expand exponentially, its range growing by the second. In the blink of an eye, it had traveled across innumerable light-years, leaving only void and silence in its wake.
It didn't take long for the blade of light to sweep across the entire galaxy—and it continued spreading outward at terrifying speed, devouring other galaxies in its path.
By the time its energy finally dissipated, countless galaxies had vanished completely, erased from existence.
The beautiful woman, her expression calm once more, held her sword single-handedly. Her bewitching eyes stared into the void where the light had disappeared, but everywhere she looked, there was nothing but darkness.
This was the ultimate strike of a Level 8, Stage 6 powerhouse.
Drawing a deep breath, she turned around, gazing at the still-glimmering expanse of the distant universe. Energy once again surged through her body, and the seemingly ordinary sword began to shine with radiant brilliance.
But before she could act, a figure suddenly appeared a few hundred meters in front of her—so abruptly that it seemed to materialize from the void itself.
The newcomer wore a black-and-white maid outfit, her long black hair cascading to her waist. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, her lips curved in a faint, serene smile. It was none other than Meido, one of Eriri's personal maids.
The sudden appearance of Meido caused the woman to pause mid-motion, her expression growing tense.
"I sensed strange disturbances from far away," Meido said softly, her calm voice carrying effortlessly through the vacuum of space. "I didn't expect to find so many galaxies wiped out. You really don't hold back, do you, Miss Reincarnator?"
At the word "Reincarnator," the woman's brows furrowed. Confusion flickered in her eyes.
"How do you know about Reincarnators?" she asked curiously, her voice reaching Meido's ears as easily as if they stood in the same room.
Reincarnators could sense one another's presence, but she felt nothing from Meido. That meant Meido was definitely not one of them.
Moreover, the worlds the Reincarnators invaded were never ones connected to the Main God Space—so the people of such universes shouldn't even know of their existence.
After a brief moment of thought, realization dawned on her. Before Meido could reply, she spoke again, her tone confident.
"I see now. You must've heard about us from other Reincarnators who came with me."
That was the only explanation she could think of, and the tension in her brow eased.
"So then, Miss Beautiful Maid, are you here to stop me?" she asked with faint amusement. For now, she made no move to continue her destruction. The energy she had gathered into her sword slowly faded away.
Meido was the first "local" being to approach her since she'd entered this universe, so she didn't mind exchanging a few words. She didn't sense any immediate danger from Meido's presence, so she assumed the maid's strength was below her own.
Still, if she had misjudged and Meido turned out to be her equal—or worse, stronger—then a fight would be inevitable.
Meido simply smiled, not rushing into battle.
"I'll answer your first question, Miss Reincarnator. It's true that before coming here, I encountered many of your kind who tried to destroy planets—and I killed every one I met. But I didn't learn about Reincarnators from them~"
"Oh? Then how did you know?"
"That brings me to my master," Meido said softly, her eyes shining faintly as she spoke the name with admiration. "In my master's eyes, there are no secrets in all the worlds—let alone something as trivial as the Main God Space."
Her tone was calm and unhurried, but when she mentioned Eriri, a gentle warmth filled her expression.
The woman's eyes widened in disbelief at her words. To know the Main God Space—and the workings of the multiverse itself—was beyond comprehension. That would mean her master's knowledge surpassed even that of the Main God.
For a moment, she couldn't believe what she was hearing.
Ignoring her stunned expression, Meido continued, her tone still mild but laced with quiet authority.
"As for your second question—yes, you could say I came to stop you. But more precisely, I came to collect the Main God Fragments inside you... and to keep you from destroying this universe."
"Even if my master and I aren't originally from this world, it's still the home of some of our family members. So naturally, we'll protect it~"
"Not from this universe..." the woman repeated softly, realization dawning. Her heart sank as her mind pieced everything together.
If what the maid said was true, then her master not only possessed omniscience but also incredible power—perhaps even that of a peak Level 8 being... or higher.
The thought sent a chill down her spine, draining the color from her face.
This time... they were in serious trouble.
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