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Chapter 516: Perfect Half

Two days had passed since the military base was shaken by revelations of treachery. The soldiers from Alpha-6 had been seamlessly assimilated into the ranks of Alpha-9, their transition executed with precision and efficiency.

New ranks were conferred, and the Soulpen Sovereign provided a comprehensive report detailing the events that had transpired. As a result, several soldiers received well-earned promotions.

There was no need to reestablish their identities within the system, as all military bases operated on a unified, interlinked network, an interconnected hive mind that ensured continuity across every command post.

New military uniforms were issued, and military points were awarded to the soldiers as part of their comndation. So wasted no ti, plunging into a spending spree to replenish supplies and equipnt lost or consud during the previous war.

Others didn’t even pause to settle in. Eager for action, they imdiately accepted missions, curious to explore the opportunities the new military base had to offer.

While so soldiers from Alpha-6 remained grouped with familiar comrades, others were assigned to mixed units alongside personnel from Alpha-9.

Yet no one voiced complaints. Adaptability beca the norm. Driven by a collective urgency, the soldiers threw themselves into a frenzy of mission-taking, hungry for more encounters with the enemy.

Though an official war was not currently underway, it didn’t an the demons couldn’t be hunted down through sanctioned operations.

mbers of the Logistics Departnt were also integrated, alleviating so of the burden previously shouldered by their counterparts from Alpha-9. The rger brought much-needed reinforcent, allowing operations to proceed with greater efficiency and coordination.

Warlords Therionis, Kaelrix, and Zauren were formally reinstated. Despite the transition to military base Alpha-9, they retained their esteed rank of Warlord without dispute.

And the mont their ranks were confird, they wasted no ti, departing at once with a singular purpose: to unleash destruction in the na of vengeance, seeking retribution for their fallen Supre Monarch.

Originally, Mitchelle had intended to separate the trio, assigning each of them to a different military base. However, upon learning that they had spent their entire lives together, brothers in all but blood, she was moved by their bond and ultimately relented.

Moreover, she could sense the burgeoning power within Zauren, the unmistakable spark of a Supre awakening. Yet, she understood that despite this, he was still far too inexperienced to command a military base of his own.

Establishing such a command required not only overwhelming strength, but also years of strategic effort, and the mobilization of millions of soldiers which weren’t available at the mont.

Clent and Spectre remained at Anthony’s side, their ranks as Corporals unchanged, along with their team structure and responsibilities.

Anthony’s original teammates, however, found themselves in a peculiar position.

They had not been assigned to any new teams, nor had they received updated ranks or military points. Initially, this uncertainty caused unease, Dale, in particular, was quick to panic.

But Anthony soon reassured them, revealing that this was all part of a larger plan he had orchestrated.

Over the course of the two days, Anthony had taken ti to explore the military base alongside his team. Together, they sampled a wide array of local dishes and drinks, while familiarizing themselves with the layout and notable locations of their new environnt.

With most of them nearly depleted of military points, having exhausted their reserves in preparation for the previous war, it was Kingsley who ended up footing the bill for the entire team.

The military points he had spent two decades ticulously accumulating were devoured in re monts by Dale, Reynold, and Seraphim.

But, they could hardly be blad. Kingsley had never used his points, accumulating only credit notifications over the years without ever making a withdrawal. Presented with the rare chance, his teammates seized the opportunity without hesitation.

And yet, Kingsley remained unfazed. Not once did he voice a complaint. If anything, he carried himself with quiet assurance, confident that regaining the points would be a simple task for soone of his caliber.

During this ti, Spectre and Clent engaged in several sparring sessions with the team. Though the matchups varied, the outco rarely did, they dominated effortlessly.

But when it ca to Kingsley? When facing a Concept itself? They lost, undeniably and decisively. Of course, it was rely routine sparring, not a true test of survival.

Anthony wasn’t certain whether Kingsley could withstand an assault from the Abyssal Realm, but recalling Kingsley’s Divine Kata talent and the formidable abilities that accompanied it, he suspected it was possible.

As usual, Dale, ever the instigator, lightheartedly suggested that Anthony should spar with Kingsley. While most believed Anthony held the upper hand, they wanted to witness it firsthand.

Anthony was tempted; he had never faced Kingsley in combat before. Still, he had no doubt about the outco, a single use of Quantum Manipulation would end the fight before it began.

In the past two days, Anthony had also t with his mother on a few occasions. During one such eting, she inford him that he would soon be introduced to the League Of Supres.

Anthony couldn’t help but feel the na lacked the weight it aid to carry. League Of Supres, it sounded far too plain for a gathering of such transcendent power.

At the mont, Anthony sat alone in a quiet café, a cup of ice cream in hand, his thoughts adrift. He was lost in contemplation when the door creaked open, the bell above it releasing a soft chi that echoed gently through the space.

Like everyone else in the café, Anthony’s gaze shifted instinctively toward the entrance.

And there she was.

She moved with effortless grace, each step smooth and unhurried. Her long, flowing purple hair cascaded down her back with immaculate elegance, perfectly matched by eyes of the sa striking hue.

Her figure was breathtaking, curves that commanded attention with an allure worthy of the word bombshell. Standing tall at 6’3

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