The bronze-category was almost instantly killed by a flash of a jade-category's aura.

Everything was still for a moment.

Then all hell broke loose.

If it were like that old saying about the floodgates opening and a dam let loose, this was that, but the floodgates were holding back an ocean, not a dam.

Death, the leader of the opposing side, was fighting a giant phoenix. The same one as the one that had given ash in the preparations, I realized. They went into the Undiluted Cosmic.

I turned my attention to more worldly matters. It was still 3:00 AM, yet the activity was that of a contested planet at noon. I saw millions of gory messes already. I couldn't imagine the casualty count caused by this. The final toll was likely to be higher then Earth's integration. I knew a lot of those messes were evil, yet they were still humans.

My team and Team R54 were still all alive, yet Agent 57, my neighbor, was nowhere to be seen. It was surprising that someone from my area of the city was already dead.

Wopoimcl was fighting the man who first came out of the army. They were also behemoths, to the point that other jade-categories stayed away. I wasn't focusing on my fight with a middle diamond-category much, as he was about as strong as a peak silver-category due to my aura. I just took out Everlasting Durability and swung, which instantly killed the diamond-category. My archetype allowed me to penetrate deep into the ranks. I then reached a cosmic craft.

I teleported in. It wasn't abandoned, but the inhabitants were sleeping. I teleported into the ceiling.

I saw a core. I hit it with Everlasting Durability, and it cracked. That should have been enough to ground the craft.

I teleported into another craft. I repeated the process. I did that for four hundred fifty-two crafts. On the next one, the core breaking woke the inhabitants up.

"Die."

I hastily teleported out, masking myself as a true sapphire-category. I masked myself as a bottom-middle sapphire-category. The one I had easily killed was just bottom sapphire-category. The ruby-categories in there couldn't find me.

I then killed a few more sapphire-categories, then destroyed a hoard of silver-category cannon fodder. I summoned a rainbow cannon at the last one, and literally launched the cannon fodder from a cannon. It was something I had wanted to do since I was fourteen.

The cannon fodder flew up, dead, then landed on a cosmic craft. The corpse collapsed the mast and destroyed the core.

The inhabitants swarmed out, clearly unhappy that a corpse of a cannon fodder destroyed the core.

As soon as they got out of bed, a swarm of wasps named Abjwe started stinging their ankles, to the point that they collapsed. Abjwe started stinging their faces, which was their end. Abjwe then flew away to sting bronze-category cannon fodder to death.

A healer passed by the cosmic craft. "Killed by wasp stings. the wasps look like sapphire-categories. Sad, they were promising diamond-categories. Could be The Prophecy End."

I dropped down onto the healer's face, instantly breaking her neck. I just had to smash her head to turn her into a puddle of gore.

I teleported onto the wall. The wall people rushed to me. "I'm a mage, I just came up here to cast spells. You know those cosmic craft cores that broke? That was me. But now, some topaz-category is hunting me, so I'll stay here for a bit."

That was a good enough explanation. "Bleed to death, bloodless one. You will die. Rot away, dead body. Sweet sleep of death, step forth."

I spammed spells at a rate of ten a second. I targeted random enemies trying to kill them. Within an hour, I had racked up 425,634 kills. And that didn't include my kills at a melee range. If those were included, I'd be at 576,584 kills.

I expected the casualties had passed a billion by now. The sky was stained blood red. I had 912,445 war contribution points, which I could use to buy things after the war. Most of the cannon fodder from both sides were gone.

I teleported back to melee range, popping a coin in my mouth.