While everyone was training, Shiro was standing in a space station that she had created using the satellites.

  Observing the moon, she could see the growing army through the holes of the barrier.

  Most of them didn’t pose a threat to her but with these numbers, even she had to admit that it’ll be hard to fight Rokarn in these conditions.

  ’The best case scenario would be to fight Rokarn without any interference from the army. At least that way, we can focus on killing him.’ Shiro thought to herself.

  {Well there’s killing him and him killing us. I’ll be honest, I’m still not sure if anyone below level 800 should join this raid. From what we’ve seen, Rokarn is a fighter. His attack is going to be much higher than what they can handle. If he could push back primordials, think about what he can do to people who aren’t even tier 7?} Nimue warned as Shiro nodded her head.

  ’I know, I’ve taken that into account. Why do you think I’ve been developing this?’ Shiro smiled while gesturing towards a crystal that was hovering in the centre of the space station. It was something she had been developing as a back up just in case the fight was much harder than what she had expected.

  To her, the most powerful skill in her arsenal was not all of the offensive boosts, it was not the large scale spells nor was it the control over soul. Instead, it was Grace. The spell that allows her to keep everyone alive, give them boosts to defence and reduce the damage they take.

  They were a heavily offensive team so now they just needed some defence and support. Without Madison being here, Syradil and Revel can act as tanks but they were still primarily offensive fighters.

  For support, there was only Silvia.

  But by having Grace, she is able to help out both roles and balance things out a little.

  As for the crystal in the middle of the room, it was her latest research. A hybrid of her Anchor, Skill Chips and the strange crystal from the north. Since her Anchor was closely tied to her, she figured that she was able to apply some of her skills to the Anchor. However, the skills that were compatible was limited in number.

  Offensive skills that launch an attack or defend won’t activate. But buffs and healing skills like Grace will since it’s akin to using an item. When paired with the strange crystal from the north that could amplify the effects and store a large amount of mana, the final product was a giant crystal that can activate Grace more than 20 times. The number was slowly building up as Shiro is figuring out it’s maximum ’capacity’ but for now, it was roughly 20.

  Smaller crystals would only have one or two charges but this was a step in the right direction. After some more research, she’ll be able to manufacture some items that contain a charge of Grace to ensure that dungeons become safer for her citizens.

  Looking at the half anchor in front of her, Shiro had to admit that right now, the cost of production was a little too high. Once she reduced that, it’ll be more efficient.

  She had a command running through the nanobots that control this anchor, it’ll automatically expend a charge of Grace once one of the party members was low on health.

  However, she is also able to activate it whenever she wanted. After all, sometimes she needed the defence boost given by Grace if the target is at full health.

  With her father and Nan Tian’s adoptive father being their vanguard along with Silvia and revel, she had to make sure she did everything in her power to keep them alive.

  ’Where are you two…… Normally I’d want to do a raid like this with you lot. The rewards will be good.’ Shiro thought with a small smile as she thought back to Madison and Lyrica.

  It’s been quite a while since she had last saw them and she can only hope that the two of them was doing fine.

  {I’m sure they’ll be fine. They’re just as tenacious as you are after all.} Nimue chuckled as Shiro smiled.

  "True. I trust that they’ll come back safe and sound."

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  *BANG!!!!!

  Slamming against the floor of the Demon Realm, Madison closed her eyes and slammed her hand down.

  The blood red markings appeared on her body as a tier 6 magic circle expanded out with her in the centre.

  "Blood Ritual." Madison spoke slowly as a greatsword appeared in front of her.

  Stomping down, the ground cracked apart as she disappeared from her spot.

  Appearing next to a shadowed figure who had black armour covering his entire body, she slammed the greatsword into the side of his body.

  Adjusting her grip, she used the force of the rebound to swing her sword a second time.

  *BOOM!!!!!

  Seeing that he managed to parry her sword, she let go and kicked him in the head.

  Stumbling back, the figure held her greatsword and traced his finger along the blade.

  Empowering the sword with his own magic, he was about to attack when Madison snapped her finger and detonated it in his face.

  However, it was just a smokescreen.

  Dashing through the smoke, Madison managed to grab the figure by the jaw as she knew she won. After fighting for hours, she finally got him to let his guard down.

  *BANG!!!

  Slamming him against the ground, she grabbed his leg with her spare hand and stomped down with her foot.

  *CRACK!!!

  Feeling her foot sink into his chest, she pulled as hard as she could.

  The red runes on her body started to glow as a menacing aura erupted from her body.

  "RAHHH!!!!"

  Shouting out as loud as she could, the flesh in her hands suddenly lost resistance.

  *KRKKKKK!!!

  Ripping the leg and head off of the body, blood sprayed into the sky as Madison tossed away the body parts.

  As she was being bathed in the blood of a demon god, the runes on her body pulsed in sync with her heartbeat.

  Panting heavily, she was barely able to stand but her trial wasn’t over.

  There were still 5 more Demon Gods that she had to ’kill’ and they were much stronger than the Demon Gods she faced earlier.

  Collapsing on the ground, she took this time to get as much rest as she could.

  While resting in the pool of blood, she ignored the fact that this blood was actually melting the rock beneath her.

  At this point, her physique had been tempered to a point that this was nothing but a warm bath to her.

  It was also this physique that allowed her to fight for hours and still maintain her concentration.

  Watching Madison attempt her trial from a distance, Makron had a worried look on his face.

  Madison has done well so far but the last five was going to be hard. As her ancestor, he wanted her to stop now since the risks was high. But as someone who’s been watching her grow the last few months, he knew her will was unbreakable.

  She had already shown him that she was worthy to become a Demonic Empress.

  ’Grampa might be breaking the rules but you were going to get this sooner or later.’ Makron thought with a small smile as he closed his eyes.

  Gold and black energy started to converge towards his hand as a system warning appeared in front of him.

  [In order to transfer part of your Divinity to entity – Madison –, you will suffer a backlash and will not be able to regain or cultivate your divinity for a minimum of 2 years. As she is currently in a trial, this backlash will be increased. Are you sure you want to proceed?]

  Tapping yes, Makron immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood as his insides felt like they were burning in lava. However, it was worth it in his eyes.

  He was already old.

  The new generation will rise and the old will fade, Madison was going to be at the forefront of the revolution. To guarantee her survival, parting with a part of his divinity was a small price to pay.

  Forcing himself to stand up, he watched as the gold and black energy condensed into an orb in his hand.

  Curling his lips into a smile, he walked towards Madison. Before he could give her the orb, he noticed a figure teleporting behind him.

  "I’m surprised that you actually got off your throne." Makron smiled.

  "I saw your life force flicker. Makron, are you really going through with this?"

  Glancing back, he could see a frown on his friend’s face.

  "I’m sure, plus, I see her as my own grand daughter. You know I regret not being able to do much when I watched my descendants die one by one. Now that a promising sapling’s appeared before me, why wouldn’t I want to help her grow? I just hope that the avatar you left behind will show her some mercy. You are the rank 1 Demon God after all." Makron chuckled before placing the orb on top of Madison’s fatigued body.