God-Level Game Developer System: I Brought In-Game Items To Real World - Chapter 308

Chapter 308: SSS-rank Main Objective {Dispel The Lost Mist} Has Been Completed!
Kuroneko’s voice rose above the cacophony as he spoke the final words of the spell.

The rift widened, the pull becoming irresistible as the Lost Mist itself began to be sucked back into the Blue Box Realm.

The creatures that remained fought desperately to escape their fate, but one by one, they were dragged into the rift, their forms dissolving into nothingness.

The mist that had plagued Vacation Paradise Island for so long began to thin, its oppressive presence lifting as it was banished back to the realm from which it came.

The air grew clearer, the dark energy dissipating as the island was freed from the grip of the Outer God.

Finally, with one last pulse of dark energy, the rift closed, sealing the Lost Mist and its creator back in the Blue Box Realm.

The creatures were gone, and the island was quiet once more.

Kuroneko, his energy spent, collapsed to his knees, his breath coming in ragged gasps. But there was a look of triumph in his eyes as he looked up at his teammates.

“We did it,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “The Lost Mist… it’s gone.”

Ayame rushed to his side, helping him to his feet. “You did it, Kuroneko. We all did. The island is free.”

The team gathered around him, their faces reflecting a mix of exhaustion and relief. They had faced the power of an Outer God and lived to tell the tale.

-Ding!

[The SSS-rank Main Objective {Dispel The Lost Mist} has been completed!]

Hearing the game notification resound in their minds, Ayame and her team felt a surge of relief and accomplishment.

The most difficult and grueling objective in the game had been cleared, and they finally had confirmation that their efforts had paid off.

Ayame let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding, a small smile playing on her lips. “We did it,” she said quietly, her voice filled with pride and exhaustion.

The others shared in her sentiment.

After months of relentless battles, intense training, and fighting against forces far beyond anything they had faced before, it felt surreal that they had finally conquered the challenge.

The notification solidified it—the hardest hurdle in the game was behind them.

Kuroneko, still catching his breath from the exertion of the dark magic spell, looked up. “We’ve come this far… the hardest part is over.”

Bianca nodded, her eyes reflecting the fatigue and satisfaction they all shared. “And now, the last objectives should be nothing compared to this. We’re in the final stretch.”

The completion of the third main objective meant that they had unraveled the mystery of the Lost Mist, banished the influence of the Outer God, and brought peace back to Vacation Paradise Island.

Even the thought of Maverick Windesburg somehow being resurrected or creating an army from beyond death no longer felt as daunting. They had faced the worst, and if need be, they could handle him again.

“We’ve survived Outer Gods, crushed Maverick, and freed this island,” Ayame said, her voice resolute. “Even if he comes back, we know how to handle him. But for now, let’s focus on what’s ahead—completing the remaining main objectives and finishing Cozy Vacation Life.”

The team nodded in agreement, the weight of their recent victories giving them confidence as they prepared for the final leg of their journey.

With the third main objective completed, Ayame and her team turned their attention to the first main objective they had yet to finish—leaving Vacation Paradise Island.

The Lost Mist had been dispelled, and the danger surrounding the island had been neutralized, but they still had the task of navigating their way back to the supercontinent, which lay to the west.

“We don’t need the Special West Compass anymore,” Kuroneko said, scanning the clear skies and calm waters. “But we still need to find our way back to the supercontinent.”

Ayame nodded, her gaze fixed on the distant horizon. “Let’s get to the sea. The quicker we leave, the quicker we can finish this.”

Unlike their previous excursions where they had relied on Illya to construct a makeshift wooden ship, they now had a much better option.

ProGamerXD stepped forward, cracking his knuckles.

“Leave the ship to me,” he said confidently. “This time, we’re not going anywhere in a wooden ship. I’ve got something better in mind.”

With a grin, ProGamerXD activated his Shipwright Authority and Ship Authority, summoning an enormous, sleek modern military vessel.

The ship materialized before them, its steel hull gleaming under the sunlight.

It was equipped with advanced radar, missile launchers, heavy artillery cannons, and enough room to house the entire team comfortably.

The deck was spacious, lined with weaponry, and ready for anything the open sea might throw at them.

“This is more like it,” Illya remarked, impressed by the sight of the massive warship. “Now we’re traveling in style.”

As excited as they were to leave the island, Ayame made the call to spend the rest of the day preparing for the journey.

They couldn’t risk running out of food or supplies, especially given how treacherous the waters had proven to be on their way to the island.

They worked efficiently, gathering food and essential items, stocking up the ship with everything they would need for the voyage back to the supercontinent.

The day passed quickly as the team prepared, their minds focused on the challenges still ahead.

By the next morning, they were ready.

The ship was fully stocked, and Ayame and her team stood on the dock, watching the sun rise over the island one last time.

“Let’s go,” Ayame said, her voice calm but filled with purpose. “Time to leave this place behind.”

With that, they embarked on the military ship, setting sail westward toward the supercontinent.

The sea was calm as they left Vacation Paradise Island behind, the wind in their favor, but the sense of unease lingered in the air.

It didn’t take long for that unease to become reality.

Without warning, the waters around them began to churn. Dark shapes moved beneath the surface, growing larger and more numerous.

The sea itself seemed to swell as a massive wave began to form on the horizon, rushing toward the ship at an alarming speed.

“They’re coming!” JordanPlayz shouted from the deck, gripping his Trident of Poseidon’s Wrath. “The undead sharks!”