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Sakka-sensei took a swig from his mug of Thai milk tea, before continuing to type away on his computer.
Present Mic was no longer commenting, having disappeared back to his universe, and was now replaced by a little girl with pink hair, a pair of little black horns and sparkling green eyes that looked no older than five.
“Uhhhh…let’s see…” Anya Forger sifted through the stack of very complex looking profiles of the participating students.
“Unbelievable. Sensei’s letting a kid commentate now?” Sasha Necron folded her arms.
“Ah! Anya’s got it! Next up will be a chichi (father) and his son. Let’s see…their names are…ah! Sherry Voldigoat and Anosh Voldigoat! Do your best!”
No one could remain calm after that.
Ainz Ooal Gown and Cid Kagenou had fallen over, doubling in laughter. The NPCs and Shadows stared in amazement, having never seen their lords express such emotion before they succumbed to laughing as well.
Anos Voldigoad was clutching his stomach, wheezing in laughter while Celis Voldigoad, having merged his personality and memories with Gusta, was rolling on the floor, banging his fist with tears of mirth streaming down his face.
Eleonore Bianca was also clutching Sasha and Misha’s shoulders as the three of them clutched over from hurting stomachs from laughing so hard. Luna Voldigoad, her personality and memories merged with Isabella, was clutching Arcana and Zeshia in turn.
“Alright! You may begin!” Anya hollered excitedly.
Both Celis and his opponent, the God of Destruction Beerus, disappeared in a flash before their fists collided, the shockwaves mercilessly plowing through tens of thousands of planets, stars, solar systems and galaxies, reducing all of them to dust and ashes.
Several hundreds of feet away, Anos slammed his fist into the likewise lunging fist of Son Goku AKA Kakarot, cloaked in the empowering battle aura of Mastered Ultra Instinct. The shockwaves likewise obliterated multitudes of galaxies, planets and stars, returning them to total oblivion.
Luna, Sasha, Misha, Eleonore and Arcana gaped as Celis and Anos brawled against Beerus and UI Goku respectively, moving so fast that it appeared like hundreds of thousands of them were fighting against each other. Fist met fist, kick met kick, until Anos was the first to send Goku flying with a fist to the gut. Goku spat a mouthful of saliva as he was blown back, crashing through a seemingly unending series of mountains.
As Goku righted himself, he stood up to focus on his opponent…only for Anos to suddenly appear behind him and slam his boot into his face. Goku howled as he was sent flying once more, and of course, the shockwave from that kick resulted in High 3-A (High Universe) levels of collateral damage.
Celis was no slouch either, having sent Beerus flying with a punch, before kicking him repeatedly in the face.
In summary…
“Sherry and Anosh are beating up Purple Neko-san and Spiky Hair-san! Waku waku!”
It took all of Celis and Anos’s willpower not to burst out laughing at that comment again.
“Man, this girl is the greatest!” Claire Kagenou said in between fits of laughter.
“Playtime’s over!” Celis declared, his fist tearing through Beerus’s [Sphere of Destruction] and [Wrath of the God of Destruction] like a hot knife through butter before smashing into Beerus’s chest, causing the feline Hakaishin to vanish in a burst of light particles.
“Same here!” Anos was tearing through Goku’s Supreme Kamehameha, powered not just by Perfected Ultra Instinct but also by a Maximum Kaio-ken, with his fist as though it were soft grass. The fist hit its mark and vaporized Goku in a burst of light particles as well.
“Uhhhh…let’s see…congratulations, you two. You’ve not only defeated Purple Neko-san and Spiky Hair-san, but you’ve destroyed and vanished 3 low multiverses each containing over 950 space-time continuums. Well done.”
“She’s able to say all these sophisticated terminology easily, huh?” Sasha whispered to Misha.
“Perhaps she only struggles with names.” Misha replied.
“Would you like to continue?” Anya asked over the megaphone.
“Of course!” Celis said, pumping his fist.
“We haven’t had our fun yet!” Anos agreed, pumping his fist as well.
“Ah, they’re enjoying themselves, I’m so happy…” Luna Voldigoad was in a state of bliss.
“Omegaheat Magnetron!” Super Full Power Jiren unleashed his colossal blaze of fiery ki towards Anos, who literally met it head-on and plowed his way through using his head as a bulldozer.
“What?!” Jiren exclaimed before his world turned black as Anos slammed into his chest, again, literally headfirst.
“Anos’s craziness never ends, huh?” Sasha muttered, sweatdropping.
“Mmm.” Misha nodded next to her.
“Ravia Gig Gaverizd! (灰燼紫滅雷火電界 Incinerating Purple Lightning Field)” Celis activated his signature attack magic.
Menacing purple lightning flashed between ten magic circles, each one the size of a hypergiant universe, before the circles combined to form a colossal magic circle directed below a supercluster of large multiverses each represented by a silver bubble of light.
Everyone in the spectating stands gaped as the magic circle released a blindingly bright explosion of raging purple lightning that consumed and devoured every last multiverse bubble in a thunderous roar reminiscent of the end of the world.
“Well done, Celis.” Everyone started. Sakka-sensei was back.
“You’ve successfully destroyed 686,993 large multiverses, each containing from 4,500 to 13,500 infinite space-time continuums.”
“Now, Anos, your turn. Use Egil Grone Angdroa and Gilleriem Naviem.”
Anos nodded.
“EGIL GRONE ANGDROA! (極獄界滅灰燼魔砲 Extreme Hell World Destruction Ash Magic Mortar)”
Apocalyptic flames rushed out of nowhere and everywhere at the same time, both from Anos’s hands and body, but also from every inch of space between him and the uncountable sets of infinite multiverses before him. The flames of destruction began devouring everything before them, burning even the laws, concepts and principles that should not be burnt, extirpating what should not be extirpated, and even further destroyed the void of nothingness that remained after every other complex multiverse was incinerated.
“GILLERIAM NAVIEM! (涅槃七歩征服 Nirvana Seven Steps Conquest)”
Anos activated the spell even though the apocalyptic flames of Egil Grone Angdroa will still increasing without end.
A fEw sECoNdS lAteR…
“Stop! Stop! Anos, you can stop! Anymore and you’ll destroy even the battle simulator!”
Anos stopped, heaving a sigh of relief. He also didn’t want to go any further, despite only taking two steps.
Anos turned to see the rest of the class in the stands.
They were literally drained of all colour and soul. Vaguely, they could hear the ‘DING’ of a bell.