Max Level is 100? I Can Upgrade All skill s to Lv99999!-Chapter 212 --An Inheritor? You’re Here to Throw Your Life Away, Aren’t You?
On the outskirts of Newdean,
the monsters that had been rampaging moments before were now completely suppressed by the dense aura of death. None of them dared to move recklessly anymore, and they all retreated back to their nests or their respective Instances.
For a moment, the outer region of Newdean became eerily empty.
Farther in the distance, members of the Ivorykin legion were locked in a fierce battle with several dragons.
Beneath the thick shroud of death energy, towering flames kept flashing across the sky, while deafening explosions rang out one after another from the battlefield.
At this moment, however, those Ivorykin legion members looked less like soldiers and more like cannon fodder.
The instant they stepped into the Death Domain, they never came back out.
Every last one of them was swallowed whole.
Faced with such a situation, the vice commanders quickly changed their strategy.
They immediately ordered their elites to withdraw from the area covered by the Death Domain, then began luring the dragons into attacking.
Whenever the dragons launched an assault, they would temporarily leave the Death Domain. And the Ivorykin awakeners would seize that exact moment to counterattack them.
For a time, the Ivorykin actually gained the upper hand.
But just as they were beginning to grow smug, the dragons’ [Divine Mirror Domain] fully unfolded as well.
And in the very next moment, the tide of battle underwent a dramatic reversal.
Every skill aimed at the [Divine Mirror Dragonlord] was instantly reflected away by the [Divine Mirror Domain].
Then, a huge number of Ivorykin awakeners got to experience the effects of their own skills firsthand.
Although the Ivorykin were physically larger and had far greater defensive power than humans, that did not mean they could emerge unscathed after taking one of their own attacks head-on.
As a result, the highly spirited Ivorykin awakeners were immediately thrown into chaos, one after another suffering grievous injuries. A few of the quicker ones managed to dodge frantically at the very last second, just before their own reflected attacks struck them.
But most of the awakeners froze the moment they saw their skills bounce back.
By the time they remembered to run, the attacks were already crashing down on their heads.
It was too late.
"Damn it! Are those dragons impossible to kill?!"
One of the vice commanders roared in fury.
Yet when faced with these [Divine Mirror Dragonlords], they had absolutely no solution.
At that moment, someone suddenly noticed that something unusual seemed to be happening deep inside the Death Domain.
Immediately afterward, a dragon that had grown more than ten times larger suddenly cast a vast shadow across the sky, enveloping a huge number of Ivorykin awakeners beneath it.
Countless [Cataclysmic Sword Rains] poured down in a dense storm, like a torrential downpour from the heavens.
Ground that had been relatively level just moments earlier was smashed into a landscape of craters within only a few breaths, leaving scorched earth everywhere.
And yet the king of these Deathborn still stood calmly in place, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him at all.
The effortless way Caelan displayed such overwhelming power instantly caused the chairman and the others, who were watching the battle from afar, to turn grim.
"Damn it. That Deathborn has clearly developed intelligence. We absolutely cannot let him live!"
"Why do I have the feeling that this Deathborn appeared with some specific purpose in mind?"
"Don’t overthink it. We have no choice. We can only keep fighting to the end."
"Look! Palmar has already gone over!"
In almost an instant, the attention of all the Ivorykin higher-ups focused entirely on Palmar.
Who among them wasn’t curious about a battle between Chosen Ones?
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Newdean—
this was the first time Caelan had come face to face with this inheritor of the [Divine] legacy.
Without hesitation, he immediately cast [Eye of Insight] to inspect the other party’s attributes.
[Palmar]
[Level: 399 (Peak 6-Star)]
[Class: Divine]
[Skills: Power of the Six Wings, Divine Blessing, Divine Judgment...]
It had to be said—Palmar’s skill list looked incredibly impressive.
Just reading those names alone gave off the feeling that one was about to be judged by the Divine itself.
On the other side, Palmar was also examining Caelan’s status panel.
But to his utter surprise, his detection skill completely failed on Caelan.
Palmar paused for a moment, then a faint smile appeared on his face.
"As expected of this era’s Chosen One. You do have some ability," he said. "But in this fated confrontation, I don’t believe you have any chance of winning."
As he spoke, Palmar drew his weapon—
a trident brimming with holy power.
"Now then," he said, his smile deepening, "are you ready to accept judgment?"
The trident swept horizontally, trailing an intense wave of sacred energy.
Caelan narrowed his eyes. The effect of [Eye of Insight] activated once more.
[Holy Trident]
[Tier: Legacy]
[Description: The weapon of the strongest expert from a bygone era, imbued with immense holy power. After drifting through the world for who knows how many ages, it has now resurfaced.]
[Effect: Every attack carries holy-attribute damage and possesses extremely strong suppressive power against all death energy. When you are pushed into a desperate situation, it will trigger the Holy Domain.]
[Holy Domain: Possesses overwhelming suppressive force against all evil. Within this domain, you may briefly invoke the power of a holy angel.]
Caelan’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Then he said in an indifferent tone, "So your inheritance item is that trident."
"The effects are passable, I guess. But if you want to judge me with that alone, I’m afraid it’s still far from enough."
Across from him, Palmar stared at Caelan deeply.
"Your insight skill is fairly good, it seems. But you chose the wrong opponent."
"If I’m not mistaken, you haven’t even stepped into the Sixth Star yet. You haven’t truly entered the path of a Chosen One. Are you here just to die?"
Palmar did not know that Caelan himself was the Chosen One of the current era.
But even if he had known, he would not have cared very much.
Because the current Caelan had not yet truly set foot on the path of the strong.
For awakeners, whether or not one had entered the Sixth Star carried enormous significance.
That was why Palmar did not believe he could possibly lose.
In fact, he was already considering how many rewards he would obtain after killing Caelan.
But on the other side, Caelan’s expression remained as calm as ever. He showed no anger at all in the face of Palmar’s mockery.
He raised a single finger and gently waved it from side to side.
"To deal with an inheritor like you," Caelan said flatly, "my current strength is already more than enough."
The next moment, Caelan drew the longsword from his back—
and slashed down fiercely.
[Infinite Lightblade]! 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
In the blink of an eye, a gray sun, radiating dense death energy, exploded right in front of Palmar.
Palmar reacted quickly. Almost the very instant the attack appeared, he lifted his trident and placed it before himself.
[Holy Protection]!!
