Arthur dashed towards the boss monster, glaring into it's eyes as he weaved through the metal spikes which were fired at his face. He seemed determined to attack the monster without holding back his strength.
Any metal spike he was unable to dodge, he punches them without hesitation! His punch coupled with his azure flames, would shatter the spike and send the shards flying to scattered directions! The power behind each of his punches were powerful, just a single strike now would deal ten times his usual damage. This also meant it drained ten times the SQ a usual attack would drain. "Heh heh!" Arthur's eyes gleamed in a demonic light as he leapt towards the Iron Hooves, brandishing his flaring fist as his aura exploded to shroud the entire arena in a sea of majestic azure flames. “Self Taught Azure Art — Azure Hell Fist!” All the heat in the atmosphere was sucked into his fist the second it was thrown out, causing the heated temperature of the area to descend into a freezing cold as he punched the face of the boss. In an explosion of sound, the tough metallic hide of the boss was blown apart! It's shards allowed to rain all over the area following it's blood. This allowed his azure flames to burn through bone and deal damage to the monster. "I don't remember shrivelling back and waiting to get stronger in the face of danger when I faced this thing in the past! I guess I've been getting a bit too careful these days and underestimating my capabilities!" Arthur sucked in a deep breath as he spun around midair to deliver another blow — a direct heel kick that landed on the other side of the monster's face, blasting the boss to the side with it's sheer power. The minute as he'd knocked the monster to the side, a gleam flashed past his eyes as Arthur quickly spun his body again mid air to dodge a metal spike that rose from the earth at a very fast speed — nearly ripping him in two rough halves. Uncaring, Arthur allowed himself to land safely with no injuries before dashing away from the monster. He glanced to the side, then at the Iron Hooves before his eyes narrowed down to slits as he focused all his will. Suddenly, numerous spikes rushed at him from all the directions. Surrounding Arthur and leaving no path to escape, and unless he was able to fly, all that was there for him to do was to dodge with all his might! He had already focused his will the minute he noticed something strange with his surroundings, now all he did was to guide his focused will into dodging all of the spikes. Only then would he be allowed the chance to counter attack! Left - Right, Right - Left - Right! Arthur's body turned into a faint blur as he moved at maximum speed to dodge all the spikes, sweat mixed with blood ran down his face as he expended energy to dodge. He had already turned down his azure flames, then he retrieved his burning aura to focus all his energy into dodging all the spikes. Sometimes he would have to deflect them with his hands and legs, burning more of his precious SQ. The monster was slowly recovering, unlike himself whose blood and energy was fast depleting with each passing second. If the onslaught was dragged on for a long time, then he would be in a lot of trouble. Not only would he become completely weak and lose all his ability to fight, he would also get himself struck by the sea of metal spikes. Ultimately, he would get injured and die if he doesn't put an end to everything. "Damn it! Someone would need to distract it for some time. Just enough for me to break through the wave of metal spikes and give it another punch!" Arthur's eyes gleamed as he began to gather energy whilst dodging. "Fight! Fight! Fight! Why do we always have to fight all the time? I want to sleep~!" Aaron leaped out of the shadows with a grin on his face, his shadow stretched out to cover the earth in a mile radius around himself and an elated Arthur. "Aaron? Good enough, good enough! He can manage the monster for me just until I can break out of this vile encirclement!" Arthur's gleaming eyes shone as his speed began to slowly rise. Suddenly, he was able to shatter the metal spikes with ease and precision. “Azure Dragon Arts — Diamond Shattering Claws!” Aaron glanced at Arthur, then raised his daggers and slashed down at the monster. The minute he had done that, a torrent of shadowy blades descended upon the boss monster, tearing through it's hide with ease! [Shadow Slash, 10 Blade Art!] [Shadow Slash, 20 Blade Art!] [Shadow Slash, 30 Blade Art — Defense Rend!] The numerous shadow blades tore through the Iron Hooves, ripping it open and letting it's blood spray all over the area. The strikes were fierce and fast, letting it chip at the monster's health at a very fast rate! Master a skill, master that one skill until you reach the ultimate peak! Until you can rip apart the world with that one skill, that was the path of cultivation Aaron chose on the journey of ascension. “Boom!” At that moment, Arthur had burst through the wild encirclement of spikes with his azure flames, taking just a single dash away from the monster. He wanted to use the opportunity to regenerate his Qi. "Huuu…" Arthur took in a deep breath as he tried to calm his turbulent aura, allowing his energy to enter the state of rejuvenation. This state of dead calm and stillness was the foundation of Qi cultivation. The stillness of body and soul allowed one to absorb more energy from the surroundings, and just like the monsters they faced — regenerate. The stronger you are, the better your regenerative abilities. From light wounds to even amputated limbs — one was able to regenerate it all if they had the ability to do so. It was the perks of cultivating Supreme Qi in coordination with the powers of the system. "Hah… Hah…" Arthur had forfeited forcing his awakening being in a state of crisis, but that didn't mean he had completely given up on the plan. If he had a chance, he would not hesitate and chip at the bottleneck furiously! Breaking through to the next level, that was a priority he could not abandon completely despite the hardship he faces! Even if he was to sleep here and wait till he finally breaks the cap over his strength, he would do it without wasting a single second! "Aaron, I'm going in for another round. I'll leave you to defend me from those things." Arthur opened his eyes, then he shook his head to wake up from his state of cultivation. Stopping his cultivation also seized his recovery process, and this stunned Aaron. "Wh–what are you doing? You should try your best to recover while this monster is being held back!" Aaron warned just the next second after he glanced over at Arthur and saw what he was up to. As soon as he had woken himself up, he reached into his pockets and groped around for just a few seconds before pulling something out and throwing it to the frozen Aaron. "It's a Spatial Recovery Pill, think I swiped this at the cafeteria a while back? Was it Monday or Tuesday? I don't really remember, it should be fresh." Arthur said before throwing a similar looking pill into his mouth and swallowing it down without hesitating. The minute he swallowed it, Arthur felt strangeness all over his body as an energy burst forth from his own stomach to wrap around his skin. The energy slowly reached into his aura, shrouding it to cover a vast distance before quickly retracting. "You stole this? I'm so proud of you brother." Aaron scrutinized the pill in his palm before putting it in his mouth and swallowing down. As soon as he swallowed it, his aura spiked and shrouded the area around him before slowly retracting back into his soul. As soon as Arthur's SQ was regenerated, he dashed towards the boss monster at a very fast speed! The very second he got in range, he punched the monster with all his might. The power from the strike coupled with the power of his azure flames and running start, shattered the hide and bone of the monster with ease. An explosion of sound and blood occured, and a powerful shockwave that rocked the earth followed. “Self Taught Azure Dragon Arts — Vengeance Of The Bastard Void Dragon!” Awakening before ripping apart his enemy? No, that was a cowards style of battle. As for himself? He was going to tear open his prey irregardless of strength, that was his path as an azure dragon — his pride! "I wasn't joking when I said I'm going to plummet you into oblivion with my fist!" Arthur roared as he leapt towards the boss with all his remaining might being poured into his fist — preparing for another punch. “Self Taught Azure Dragon Arts — A True Dragon's Rage, Final Attack!”Arthur was sure his single attack was going to rip the target apart without fail - it was one of the many skills he'd honed throughout his past lifetime, and armed with that knowledge, beating the monster should be nothing more than child's play. Should, in the sense that there was a chance all his plans would go down the drain the minute he drains his Supreme Qi and exhausts both his body and soul during the heat of battle. His final attack, a simple looking descending claw strike - ripped into the boss monster's defense with zero effort and resistance. Numerous blasts bloomed at that moment, tearing further the boss's wounds. After letting out a roar of madness, the Iron Hooves kicked Arthur away from itself, then with it's body still shrouded in azure flames, quickly activated it's [Zero Damage Zone]. Arthur's eyes narrowed as soon as he'd noticed this, crashing his land a few metres away due to his lack of energy after his last attack. Although the monster had deflected t
After one successfully awakens from their state of limited ascension, their true internal Qi is formed, and they are able to choose a path of ascension for themselves. Arthur continued coughing up blood with his back hunched over. All the external wounds he sustained had been healed, but his organs and bones were still not healed. He could feel broken bones piercing into his innards, and could only cough out in pain. Every soul has alternating requirements needed for an awakening, and this was based on that character itself and how the awakening would affect it. Most awaken through the excitement of battle or sudden explosion of pent up emotions from the soul. Some awaken through intense pain and anguish, and fewer awaken through pleasure and excitement. There are some overpowered prodigies that even awaken in their sleep with little physical and mental simulation. No matter how one awakens, they would undoubtedly suffer backlashes from breaking through the wall that surroun
“Now that you've awakened, it's time to choose a path for yourself. Be careful when choosing a path as you'll be unable to reverse your choice.” [The Path Of The Destroyer — The one who brings death and carnage. Wide range of destruction based abilities, terrifying aura and attacking power.] [The Path Of The Constructor — The one who builds and creates. Wide range of repair based abilities with some related to reality warping, and even absolute regeneration capabilities.] [The Path Of The Villain — The one who is against all without sentiments, owning a vast range of versatile abilities and a set of powerful evolution roads.] [The Path Of The Hero — The one who aids all and defends. The guardian of it's light and truth, a truly powerful path for one who has a resilient heart and a strong thirst for battle with a variety of skills.] [The Path Of The Chaotic — Vile, crazy, demonic and immoral. The chaotic path is for those who are drunk in the demonic pleasure of unhinged destruct
Arthur dashed forward, appearing metres away and closing the distance between the Iron Hooves and himself in an instant. The ground behind him was shattered from his dash due to his risen strength. In three more steps, he arrived directly behind Aaron and Lilith, leaving everyone stunned. His speed and strength had increased from his path choice, and so had his attack power and reaction speed. Arthur dashed to the side, dodging a metal spike that would have pulverized him if his movements were just a second slower. As soon as he landed, he dashed into the monster's attack range. [Dragon Guard]!— Although he had traded all those capabilities for defense, Arthur still rocked his class as a warrior. He still had a lot more cards irregardless of the weaknesses he'd obtained from his newfound power. The Iron Hooves roared crazily as it spat out bullets of metallic bulbs at Arthur, but due to the latter's high reaction speed, he easily weaved through the attacks and pressed on wit
Arthur watched the door to the gates close with the others. Although the process was tiring and boring, they were all forced to stand by until the end. That end, is the minute the gates itself crumbled away. "Oh, great great. It's gone now, so wonderful. Can I run off to get some food to eat?" Aaron cried out the second the gates disappeared, then, before Drake or anyone else could react, he merged with the shadow cast by Arthur over him and disappeared. "Huh? Where does he think he's running off to like that? Shouldn't he sit down and rest some more, or was he too inactive in the fight to sustain wounds." "Sneaky freak, do you want to die? If you run past the door, I'll smash your teeth in anytime I find you." Her eyes gleamed crazily as Felicia drew out her bow and after nocking in an arrow, she fired at the escaping shadow without hesitation. With just a quick dash to the side, the ball of shadow that housed Aaron dodged the arrow then took form just a few inches away. It
"Oh, they're back already. Hey, Arthur! We were just talking about you." A tall and charming young man around Arthur's age spoke up as he approached the frowning duo with a wide grin on his face. "Bran, what do you want? Get out of my way before I slam your face into the hole you crawled out of. Those two minions of yours stink." Arthur threw a glance at duo standing besides Bran, and his lip corners raised. The girl and a boy who Arthur understood to be twins stood besides the grinning Bran who flaring eyes, but they were unable to do anything rash. In the face of a student who'd already surpassed Lv3, they were trash. "Hahahaha, bulling the weak? That's not like you, my friend." Bran took a step forward and reached out his hand to touch Arthur, wearing a smirk on his face, "I wonder what you've earned from that dungeon." Arthur smacked away Bran's arm, and in the blink of an eye, his expression turned somewhat ugly. He was genuinely not too shocked that Bran would know, but t
"Heh, are you cowering back in fear? Why don't you guys attack me now that I've beat up all your crooks without breaking a sweat?" Arthur grinned, taking a step forward with his eyes gleaming demonically. "H–hey, get away from me! What kind of power did you guys get from that dungeon? Did you jump two more levels or something!" Bran roared, taking his step back and hiding himself behind the twins. He had just became a level 5, he knew that it would be beyond his capabilities going against his own team if the team came. Because of this reason, Bran knew he was levels beneath Arthur. "You see how pathetic this rat is? Did you not enjoy bullying those even more pathetic weaklings? Did a show of strength frighten you so much?" Arthur had no intention of holding back, he kept poking at Bran's pride ruthlessly. "Damn you! How dare you insult master so much just because you're strong! You're a disgrace to those who hold power and sit at the top." One of the twin, a male shouted at the top
Arthur stepped out of the shop to see Lilith waiting at the front for him. She was eating some kind of sweet and seemed to not have noticed Arthur's appearance until he was just a few steps away from her. "You're done already? That was quite fast. When will you come back to pick it up? A day? Two days?" Lilith asked, genuinely curious on how they could fix such a weapon — a shattered masterpiece. "None of your business. I'm going home, and please I don't need any more of your questions." Arthur rolled his eyes, then walked past the still Lilith. He didn't run off this time to conserve energy. If he got home, he would take a long nap then get just a few bowls of food to eats, and maybe train a bit. The issue relating to the bad feeling would be dealt with at another time. He wasn't a tank, so he needed rest. Well. He wasn't a tank, yet. "Excuse, just one question. I won't say another word if you can answer this." Lilith pleaded whilst walking by his side, her brows knitted and li
"Hehe, the idiot must have noticed the death of his followers by now and must have understood that his target is being assisted by a powerful entity." Rylex chuckled to herself. Her face was vibrant and she was brimming with energy and excitement. "…" Syx turned her head to face Rylex, staring at the side of the goddess's face. Her glowing eyes flashed as she collapsed into the sea of thought, and in a flash, her expression went blank. "It won't be long until he starts to feed me more of his stronger followers, each of them as a probe to guage my strength." Rylex rolled her eyes with a sneer, her aura was shrouded with arrogance and pride, "Unless some elder god were to make their move, even the god of death himself would he unable to stop me." She was a bit pumped, and it showed with her not even trying to hide it. After a few seconds, she was finally able to calm herself and pick up her speech. "If not for my inability to leave Jack here and just—" Rylex paused, her brows furr
"Is she doing okay now? The monsters have already been cleared out, and your father is probably awake now." Luke said as he sat besides Fay who was watching Meng sleep.Fay sighed before turning to face Luke with a bright smile on her face. "Meng Meng's doing fine for a fairy her age. She'll be up in a day or two." Fay answered as she grabbed Meng's little hand.Luke smiled broadly before rising up, and looking outside through the open window. His eyes narrowed as it locked upon the silhouette of a creature watching them from afar."Say, what actually made you guys to remain here instead of heading back home." Luke looked over his shoulder to Fay and asked."That's top secret, but I think you should know." Fay sighed heavily before continuing with a frown, "There's a powerful universal weapon hidden here in the capital. was found by Meng and I after stumbling on a secret dimensional portal inside one of the hidden castle rooms.""Would you mind telling me what you saw in the dimensio
Luke hunched over, panting as his eyes swept across the bloodied battlefield before locking on the the dead body of the almighty dimensional phatom stone golem.[You have surprisingly been true to your words before a lower-lifeform!][Royal Charm Instant Rank Up!][Respect +10]"Damn, after all that honesty, I didn't get a new skill? Why is this system wicked to me all of a sudden? Who cares about levelling up? I have !" Luke muttered before straightening his back with a slight frown on his face as he let out a low sigh. Before Luke was badly mutilated body of the dimensional stone phatom golem which lay motionless on the ground alongside it's dead minions. "He actually defeated that dreadful dimensional monster, and even had been toying with it this whole time!" "That prince actually didn't move! He really subdued the powerful monster without moving from the spot!""Almighty prince Luke, almighty elven god! Invincibility under the heavens!"The awe-filled cheers of the human soldi
Mylos clung unto the walls of a tall building, gazing past the massive fence to view the plethora of houses before him. With his demonic vision, he was able to see objects metres away as if they were just an inch away from him. "Just a few hunters patrolling by that alley to the west. I should be able to avoid them if I'm careful. What I need now is a place to stay the night." Mylos spoke softly with his head bowed in thought, and brows knitted. In his bag, he had some “credits” which humans deemed useful for transactions. He calculated having enough for more than a few months of rent, but decided on paying for just a few nights since he would be mobile. "I can also last some weeks more without any food, but I'll be forced to find a meal if I get too weak from these hunger pangs." Mylos frowned, then he shook his head and clenched his right fist, "Let me get away from here." As soon as Mylos clenched his fingers digging into the wall into a fist, he crushed a part of the wall
A young boy ran briskly through a forest with a frown on his extremely handsome face. He was wearing a plain black hoodie with the hood pulled over his head to cover his hair. Strapped to the side of waist was a sword still in it's sheath. Everytime the boy's feet landed on the ground, he would appear metres away in the distance like a phantom without even leaving an afterimage. It was as if he was using a strange version of teleportation. Chasing after him was a blue haired girl on a bike were a crop top and a short shirt. A large claymore was strapped to her back, but it wasn't sheathed, boldly displaying it's blade. The dark grey blade of the claymore which was riddled with glowing green runes gave off an intimidating and dangerous vibe to whoever set their eyes on it. From the size alone, one could only imagine how powerful the wielder must be to have the ability to use it in a battle. The forest today was exceptionally quiet except for some tweets from the scarce birds f
"Sit." Mylos blinked, then sat down on the chair facing that of his father. He stared into the man's eyes, his brows were furrowed and shoulders tense. He seemed anxious, but did not give himself away with any strange action. "Father, I—" The Chaos Eminence waved his hand, causing Mylos to shut his mouth and look away. After he had given his son the signal to shut his mouth, the Chaos Eminence drops his hand and laid it upon the table between them. "Don't bother yourself…" The Chaos Eminence sighed as he closed his eyes and laid back in his seat, "A large number of them had attacked the building you told me you would hide in. I guess, that was a very smart move." "No father. This has gotten to something beyond what I am able to handle." Mylos cut in after listening to all his father had to say, his brows still furrowed as he was still in deep thoughts, "I believe you know what I saw there." The Chaos Eminence smiled warmly as he picked up a glass cup filled with water and
“Clang!” Dancing under the moonlight, the sparks of their blades clashing lit up the scattered shadows. Blood was sprayed all over the auditorium walls, and charred markings were blasted all over the exquisite ornate doors. Dead bodies lay on the ground — most mutilated, while some were burnt to a crisp. Their swords were shattered and their armour rent with claw marks over the metallic surface of the metal. “Clang!” In this blood soaked scenery. The duo clashed without a second of relent, their attacks and counterattacks looked perfectly synched — fluid and graceful, without a second of hesitation or stagger, nor a shred of relent. After seconds of clashing fiercely, they pulled away and gave some space for breathing. Finally, the faces of both swordsmen were revealed as the gleam of the moonlight shone on them. "Haha! Sword Eminences are truly annoying creatures, I don't even have the chance to breath." Standing in the moonlight with his head slightly bowed, he grinned
Mylos had gotten himself accustomed to the relentless attacks from demons. He believed that they were drawn to his hidden ability somewhat, and must want it for their worthless selves. He could do nothing about it. "I have been promised ten thousand gold Yreo for your wretched head, youngling. It's a shame I was too late in reaching you, or you would have made me easy gold to last more than a few years." Mylos smirked coldly as he held his sword, not making a move as he scrutinized his opponent. Alas, his little head carried a heavy bounty which numerous hunters gunned for despite his status and reputation. For that only, he'd been constantly attacked by troupes of hunters in unison with the demons after his ability. He had never been allowed to rest with their targets behind him, and had been killing attackers left and right. Although he never thought that the demons would also gain a reward for hunting him. He believed that only the hunters from other dumb races were after his
Silence. The winds were agitated, and so were the steeds risen by the Imperial Flame Army. The vast plains was shrouded in an icy mist, and one could spot a few decapitated bodies scattered throughout the battlefield with a few limbs torn off. Holding the reins of his humble steed, Yin Huo who wore an emotionless mask, cast his gaze over the vast horizons. After a few seconds, he finally stabilised his armoured stallion was. "Esteemed Southern Commander, Yin Hou! We have already received estimates of the enemy's total forces." A short and stout bearded man who rode a dark stallion inched over and whispered in Yin Hou's ears, "The army seem to be marching over in this direction…" Yin Huo paused. His emotionless eyes suddenly began to flicker with a righteous light, and from those short flickers were birthed wild flames. "Heh." Yin Hou opened his mouth to speak in a deep and cold voice, his gaze held over the vast horizons, the plains devoid of human life or activity.