​The battlefield was silent, blanketed by a glowing sea of rewards.

​"Don’t worry, I know you helped here, so I won’t take everything. The shares, anything above Epic class belongs to my Dragon Team... Then the rest, which are Epic and below, we will split it. You will take 20%, we will take 80%. Do you agree?" She asked. Her tone was absolute, offering not a negotiation, but a royal decree from a sovereign who had just conquered a kingdom.

​’This??’ Nirvana was stunned, moving her gaze around the place.

​’There are more than ten thousand loots here, and more than twenty thousand monsters cards... If 80% goes to the dragon team, it will only make them even stronger.’ She thought with gritted teeth. The sheer volume of resources scattered across the desecrated cemetery was enough to fund a minor guild for a year. The glowing auras of skill scrolls, and monster cards painted the ruined earth in vibrant, mocking colors.

​No matter how the Sword Academy’s Team hate the share rate, they have no power to speak, or reject. Not to mention Mirabella was the one who killed more than 60% of the monsters. In the brutal logic of Galaxy Fall, might made right, and Mirabella’s might was unquestionable.

​"What are you thinking about, Captain of the Sword Team? If I want, your team won’t gain anything and all of you will die here... Then the sword team will forfeit the competition, nothing can stop the Dragon Team then. Look, do you think our team can’t bare to lose 20 points out of millions?"

​The threat Mirabella dropped with, so much calmness sent shivers into the heart of all Sword team, each breaking out in sweat. It wasn’t a bluff. The chilling void in her eyes confirmed she would slaughter them all without a second thought, treating them as nothing more than extra experience points.

​They all turned to their Captain, the heavy burden of survival falling entirely on her shoulders. Jessica gripped the hilt of her sword, swallowing her pride for the sake of her team’s future. She sighed softly:

​"Thank you, Mirabella... Naturally, I won’t accept these, but my members also assisted, so we will take it." She said, and turned her head to Meet Mirabella, their eyes meeting. A spark of defiance, forged in the fires of true leadership, ignited in Jessica’s gaze.

​"But that doesn’t mean I won’t try my best in this competition... Even if I lose, I will make sure we get a good score." She said seriously.

​Mirabella snuffed: "We will see."

​She raised her hand, tapping into the profound spatial ability she possessed, and snapped her fingers.

​Instantly, thousands of monsters cards, including legendary skill scrolls, and golden monsters cards flew from all directions, flying towards her and vanishing, entering her storage. It was a breathtaking display of systemic manipulation. The items didn’t just move; they were pulled by an irresistible gravitational anomaly, streaming into her spatial inventory like a river of starlight.

​In less than one minute, she already took all the legendary loots, and monsters cards, and 80% of the remaining ones, leaving the cemetery barren save for a neatly stacked pile of lesser spoils.

​"The rest are your 20%. I helped you gathered everything here." She said, and walked away.

​"We are heading to Queens, so take care of the Gateway in Brooklyn... Remember, if you succeed, meet us back at the University. You have still tomorrow morning."

​With that, all the Eleven, plus Veronica; making Twelve rose into the air, and continued their journey toward the eastern horizon.

​The Sword Academy team stood in the silent, empty graveyard, the psychological weight of the encounter pressing down on them.

​"She actually turned all those monsters into monster cards in seconds, and even pulled them all towards this spot... Now... You can’t even see a single monster’s corpse around." Honky said in disbelief, his legendary armor suddenly feeling like a fragile tin suit compared to Mirabella’s casual, god-like efficiency.

​"I hate to admit it, Mirabella is indeed powerful... I will say she is even stronger than a master teacher." Andrew added, his flaming gauntlets extinguished. The concept of a mere student surpassing the academy instructors shattered their entire worldview.

​"Didn’t you guys find it strange? She is already Lv500, while all those guys are Lv300, even Hitachi and Carl are now Lv400... How they did all become so powerful?" Zach asked, placing his sword behind his back, trying to process the impossible mathematics of their leveling speed.

​The group stared at them, then turned to the monsters cards. No one knows how many monster cards they had absorbed, but the main question here is. How many awakening stones were consumed to reach their current strength? The resources required to break those limits were astronomical.

​Jessica sighed softly: "Forget it."

​She stored all the monster cards and loots in her storage. There were even epic class among them.

​’Seems Mirabella isn’t heartless.’ Jessica thought, finding a small sliver of respect for her terrifying rival, and started walking towards the cemetery destroyed gate.

​"We need to hurry to Brooklyn." She added, refusing to let the despair halt their momentum.

​"Brooklyn? Where is that?" Ethan asked in confusion, entirely unfamiliar with the ruined geography of Earth.

​"Remember what that commander Reed said, Brooklyn is southeast." Jessica said, leading her team toward their designated trial.

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​[On the way to the East River.]

​The wind howled past them as the Dragon Academy team soared through the ash-clouded sky, the ruins of New York sprawling beneath them like a concrete graveyard.

​"Captain, why did you allow them to attack the gateway in Brooklyn?" Precious asked in confusion, flying behind Mirabella. Her competitive nature couldn’t understand why Mirabella would willingly hand over points to their direct rivals.

​Mirabella didn’t look back, her gaze fixed on the dense demonic energy rising from the borough of Queens. "Veronica, tell them about the strength of the guards." Mirabella instructed the Beast lady flying beside her.

​"Yes Master." Veronica replied instantly, her voice completely devoid of its former arrogance, replaced by the hollow obedience of the Mental Overlord skill.

​"There are a total of five gateways in this state, which are located in five boroughs. In the last, Lady Lamashtu pleaded with a major family, which gave her five slaves under their command, although these figures are just slaves, they all have the strength above the fusion stage. The strongest of these slaves is in Staten Island, the second strongest is in Queens, the third is in Brooklyn, and so on... Their only task is to protect the gateways, and make sure the monsters never stop flowing." She explained, detailing the terrifying, multi-dimensional logistics of the invasion.

​"What is a fusion stage?" Hitachi asked in confusion, his head tilting. The term did not exist within the current parameters of the Second World’s system.

​"You all know there is a third world above the second. In that world, their strength is above Lv500, fusion stage is someone who is as strong as a Lv1,000 fighter, if you get what I mean." Mirabella said, her words stunning the group into a dead silence.

​’There is no Lv1,000, but if they can just imagine the strength, they will know what I meant.’ Mirabella thought, using the simplified, numeric logic of the lower realms to explain a concept of profound, higher-dimensional cultivation. She then added the final, crushing piece of reality:

​"Each of these guys are stronger than Lv500. The weakest, who I killed is already too powerful to a mere Lv500. So do you think Jessica and her team can destroy the gateway?" She asked.

​"...?!"

​The realization struck the Dragon Academy team like a physical blow. The "gift" Mirabella had given the Sword Academy wasn’t an act of mercy; it was an execution order.

​"They are simply walking towards their death."