Reincarnated With A Glitched System: Why Is My MP Not Running Out?

Chapter 2088: Declaration Against The Gods

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Humility was no longer an option. Sylphy realized that her kindness had only invited others to look down on her, to manipulate her, to trample her, and to kill her the moment they could.

The Dungeon God himself trembled as he felt the oppressive weight of her new Divine Authority—a budding Divine Law that had only just begun to blossom and still had a long way to go.

”I will become a true savior, someone who genuinely cares for the people you all dismiss or deem useless. You—all of you—I will never forgive.”

In this eternal war between two powerful factions, the strongest beings in the world and beyond trembled. Their gigantic eyes manifested across the sky as they fixed their monstrous gazes upon Sylphy.

Those provocative words were simply too bold.

”How dare a mere mortal speak like that?”

”You have made a terrible mistake.”

”You actually believe you can do anything at all?”

”A mere... mortal?!”

The gods, who had pretended to be so kind to her before, now revealed their true, malevolent natures. Though not all of them were like this, the strongest among them moved quickly to save face and confront her.

Powerful divine voices echoed across the world, so strong and deafening that both animals and people screamed in pain.

”Don’t get involved in what isn’t your business!”

”This is our war. A third faction will not be allowed!”

”I knew I should never have given you that blessing! Everything has spiraled out of control since then! You... error!”

Error.

Yes, she was an error.

An error that would one day come for them all.

Sylphy sneered, finding it incredibly ironic—and almost pathetic—how they expressed their fury.

She laughed.

”You are the most pathetic beings I have ever seen. You wouldn’t lift a single finger to save your own children, yet you would move seas and mountains to punish someone who dared insult you? I have never met such petty creatures in my entire life!” Sylphy roared. ”I swear I will kill every last one of you.”

”?!”

”!!!”

”I-INSOLENT...!”

”INSOLENT MORTAL!!!”

”INSOLENT!!!”

”INSOLENT MORTAL!!!”

”HOW DARE YOU?!”

”HOW DARE YOU, YOU DAMN LITTLE ANT?!”

”WHO ARE YOU TO SAY SUCH WORDS, YOU PATHETIC WORM!”

”INSOLENT MORTAL!!!”

”THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE!!!”

The gods revealed their true faces and the madness lurking behind them—a madness cultivated over eons of pointless lives spent consuming and destroying everything as the cosmic conquerors they believed themselves to be.

Above the sky, their divinities manifested. Their wrathful voices twisted and warped the heavens into an aberrant tapestry of countless human-like faces merging and writhing together in a horrifying sight.

Their eyes gleamed with rage.

”EXTERMINATE THE ERROR!”

”YGGDRASIL WAS PROVOKED AS WELL. SURELY SHE WILL NOT MIND?”

”KILL HER NOW! KILL ALL OF THOSE FAILURE HEROES ANYWAY!”

”I DON’T CARE ABOUT THEM. ELIMINATE THEM NOW.”

”KILL HER!”

”SEND THE DIVINE JUDGES.”

The skies rumbled and shattered as seven titanic towers of divine metal—forged by the gods’ ancient technology—descended. They surrounded the entire mountain range and rapidly formed an isolating dome.

Each tower then began to transform, to the shock of everyone sensing it and of the one watching everything with her own eyes—Felicia.

The towers, crafted from Divine Star Mithril and Reforged Celestial Orichalcum—precious metals extracted from alien species the gods had nearly driven to extinction—surged with power as they opened and reshaped themselves.

All seven took the form of titanic, fifty-meter-tall sentinels forged from metal, divinity, and spiritual energy. With glowing cores and immense power, these represented the true, modern technology the gods now wielded.

The ancient golems from their crashed spaceships or abandoned laboratories could not even compare to this evolved technology.

”I can’t believe what my little disciple has done,” Felicia said. ”She rage-baited the gods and made them send seven fascinating gifts our way. I am incredibly grateful! Hahaha!”

Felicia could only laugh as the seven titans charged. She pierced space with a single step and appeared before them. Her powerful alchemy touched the very molecules of the air and twisted them.

”Sorry, where are you going? That might be the wrong direction, friends.”

TRUUUM!

Space warped. In mere seconds, the seven sentinels were pushed back. Their mechanical eyes glared at Felicia in unison, finding the outcome completely unbelievable.

A mere mortal of her low power level had somehow repelled them? The artificial intelligence within the sentinels struggled to calculate her strength.

By all measures, she was simply another Tier 10 hero—nothing special beyond her fire and ice magic.

But...

”Huhu, you’re interesting. Let me see what’s inside~”

”?!”

One of the machines, colored red, panicked as Felicia suddenly appeared behind it and touched its frame. Its hands rushed toward her as its entire body opened, firing thousands of gigantic missiles, beams of annihilation, and more.

None of them hit her. Instead, they destroyed dozens of mountains, leaving massive craters across the planet’s surface and eradicating forests and wildlife in their path.

BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM!

”I see. There’s nothing inside—just a golem, huh?” Felicia said. ”The gods cried so much about my disciple’s insolence, yet this is the best they can do? Pathetic.”

She shrugged, waved her hand, and suddenly appeared in front of the giant she had touched.

”Dismantle.”

Red and blue runes spread across the titan. In mere seconds, its entire composition was disassembled. No opposing force—not even divinity—could stop her. She could manipulate anything inanimate with ease, even compressing the divinity within, thanks to the many experiments Sylphy had allowed her to run on her Divine Thunder Armament and even on Armageddon.

”Huh, I see. These are some wonderful prime materials!”

The six remaining sentinels panicked and instantly engaged in combat. Gigantic swords swung toward her, powerful slashes shattered entire mountains, and split the ground below, leaving giant gashes across the planet’s surface. Others fired missiles and beams while conjuring disasters, manipulating the weather and unleashing pure chaos.

Yet Felicia danced around their attacks. She avoided every strike, then swung her hand forward and reassembled what she had taken apart—only now around herself.

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