Monday, March 16, 2028 |
Time: 02:30 PM (Andaman Trench, Target No. 4 - Floor 20)
Deep within the lightless abyss of the Andaman Trench, where not even a single photon dared to tread, a localized hurricane of gold and violet mana had rewritten the laws of the ocean. Chirag and Isadora moved past the remains of the tenth-floor guardian, but the sight that met them from Floor 11 to 19 was less of a battlefield and more of a systematic processing line.
The path ahead was a graveyard of SS-Rank Exotic horrors. Monsters that could have decimated entire national armies lay discarded like waste, their physical forms shattered by the sheer efficiency of the Imperial Legion. Chirag's ten thousand solar warriors had erased nine floors of resistance in less than two hours.
The two walked with the casual poise of a couple taking a stroll through a manicured park. On every floor, Isadora observed that the mini-bosses had already been bound in golden chains by Chirag's soldiers, neutralized and prepped for mana extraction.
"Chirag... this is difficult to comprehend," Isadora whispered, her voice amplified within the protective Solaris Shield. "From the eleventh floor until now, we haven't seen a single living monster. Your legion has already captured every floor boss. Is there truly no limit to your reach?"
Chirag continued forward, his white presidential coat pristine, untouched by the grime of the abyss. "Power is only useful when it denies the enemy a chance to exist, Isadora. My soldiers simply did what was required of them."
The Revelation of Power
They arrived at the gargantuan gates of the twentieth floor. Isadora checked her mana-scanners, and for a moment, her breath failed her. The energy radiating from behind the gate was enough to cause seismic ripples across the Andaman seabed.
"This is the final floor," Isadora said, her expression hardening. "Inside is a boss with 50 Billion MP. Chirag... that raw mana capacity is higher than your recorded 40 Billion ECP. This is an SS-Rank Exotic Monarch. Are we truly ready for this?"
Chirag stopped and turned toward her, offering a faint, serene smile that caught Isadora off-guard. "Isadora, it seems you haven't seen the latest reports. After the last three raids, my Base MP has evolved from 2 Billion to 2.4 Billion."
Isadora's eyes widened as she performed the mental math. If his base was 2.4 Billion and his Tier remained Legendary (20.0x), then Chirag's current ECP was 48 Billion.
"This means the gap between me and this boss is a mere 2 Billion MP," Chirag said, looking back at the gate. "And truthfully, even if the gap were 10 Billion, this Monarch would still find no sanctuary within my Domain. Strength is not merely found in numbers; it is found in the absolute control of those numbers."
A strange sense of calm washed over Isadora. Her trust in him had surpassed even her trust in her own instincts. "I believe in you, Chirag. Shall we capture the final Monarch?"
Chirag met her emerald eyes, his tone softening. "Yes. But remember... stay behind me. I have no intention of letting you face danger twice."
The Abyssal Frost: Floor 20
As they breached the final floor, the environment shifted into a sub-zero nightmare. Despite being miles below the ocean's surface, the entire floor was Frozen Solid. Massive glaciers and pillars of ice reached for the ceiling, and the air was filled with a flickering, black frost-fire.
At the center sat The Abyssal Frost Monarch. Upon detecting the intruders, it unleashed the full weight of its 50 Billion MP. The dungeon groaned under the pressure. In a blur that defied the physics of the water-world, the Monarch lunged, its massive frost-blade descending toward Isadora's head.
But Chirag was no longer standing still.
Isadora blinked. In that microsecond, she realized she was no longer in the path of the attack. Chirag had moved with Sovereign Speed, scooping her into his arms and repositioning behind the Monarch before the frost-blade could even strike the ground.
He set her down gently, as if she were made of the finest glass. Isadora's heart hammered against her ribs; she hadn't even felt the transition, only the sudden warmth of his grip and the blur of the environment.
"I told you," Chirag whispered near her ear, his voice carrying a cold, protective heat. "I do not make the same mistake twice. Isadora, step back."
The End of the Abyss: Golden Domain
Chirag stepped forward and opened his palm. His body began to radiate like a miniature sun, his 48 Billion ECP beginning to melt the very glaciers of the floor.
[SKILL ACTIVATED: SOLARIS GENESIS – THE GOLDEN DOMAIN]
The golden radiance erupted, denser and more suffocating than ever before. The Frost Monarch, which possessed enough power to shake the planet, was rendered a mere puppet within Chirag's territory. Golden chains manifested from the air, lashing around the beast and freezing its mana circulation in an instant.
"In this world, there is only one Sovereign," Chirag stated flatly.
Within seconds, the terrifying Monarch was compressed and bound into a massive Liquid Gold Extraction Battery. Target No. 4 was officially secured.
Isadora looked at Chirag, who stood amidst the melting ice, perfectly calm. She realized he hadn't just conquered a dungeon; he had erased the fear she carried. A genuine, soft smile finally touched her lips.
"Let's go," Isadora said. "The legion is waiting for us."
Day 3 of the expansion had ended. The N.D.A. had claimed the world's most dangerous SS-Rank gate in mere hours.
📊 Sovereign Archive: Chapter 149 Strategic Intelligence Summary
Operation Milestone: Target No. 4 Secured
Dungeon Rank: SS-Rank Exotic (20 Floors).
Boss Captured: Abyssal Frost Monarch (50 Billion MP).
New Infrastructure: Industrial Loop 2.3 (Andaman Abyss).
Projected Monthly Revenue: ₹25,000 Crore.
Character Progression Data
President Chirag (SS-Rank):
Base MP Evolution: 2.4 Billion.
Current Effective Combat Power (ECP): 48 Billion.
Combat Status: Demonstrated Absolute Mastery over SS-Rank environments.
Isadora (S-Rank):
Current Status: Fully integrated as a Peer Ally.
Psychological Shift: Total trust in Chirag established.
Global Expansion Status (End of Day 3)
Completion Rate: 9 out of 10 Gates Secured.
Final Objective: Target No. 7 (Spiti Valley).
Rudra's Status: Currently in the final execution phase.