Max Level is 100? I Can Upgrade All skill s to Lv99999!-Chapter 215 --Evelyn, Feeling a Little Withdrawn
Just as it was about to touch the angels’ physical forms,
the tip of the Holy Trident suddenly dimmed!
Palmar froze for a split second. Then, almost instinctively, he tried to drive it in deeper.
But the Holy Trident seemed to have become stuck. No matter how hard Palmar pushed, it would not advance even half an inch.
This scene left not only Palmar baffled—even the Speaker, far away inside the distant palace, wore a face full of shock.
A shadow flashed across the Speaker’s eyes, and with a trace of anger, he said,
"What the hell is Palmar doing??"
"He was only one step away! Why did he suddenly stop?"
"No... that’s not right. Palmar is steady by nature. He wouldn’t make such a low-level mistake. So could it be that something is wrong with the Holy Trident??"
At that thought, even the Speaker—someone who had weathered countless storms—could no longer hide the grave expression written across his face.
What exactly was going on? Why was the Holy Trident malfunctioning??
It was clearly the inheritance item of the Chosen One, so why would something like this happen?
This question surfaced in the minds of both the Speaker and Palmar at almost the exact same moment.
But in the next instant, they realized there was an even deeper—and far more dangerous—problem.
The awakeners, who had already lost most of their will to fight, were now filled with terror the moment they saw what had happened.
All across Newdean, the streets had become completely packed with panicked, frenzied crowds.
"Divine punishment—this is divine punishment descending upon us! Are we Ivorykin about to meet our end today??"
"Did you see that? Palmar—the prodigy we saw as the future star of the Ivorykin—actually dared to declare war on a god. This world has gone mad!"
"What future star? Palmar doesn’t count as one of us Ivorykin at all. He even dares to profane the gods—he must have done every evil thing imaginable already!"
As the voices of the crowd rose and overlapped,
large numbers of scouts hurried back into the palace to report everything they had seen and heard.
The high-ranking officials surrounding the Speaker immediately turned grim.
As leaders of an entire race, they might believe in the existence of gods—
but they believed even more firmly that gods would never appear in this world.
And yet, the reaction of the Holy Trident had gone far beyond anything they had anticipated.
No one knew what had happened.
"Lord Speaker, say something! What is going on? Why hasn’t Palmar made his move yet??"
"Do you think it’s possible... that those angelic bodies are actually real!?"
At this moment, even among the Ivorykin leadership, opinions had begun to split apart.
As the one experiencing everything firsthand, Palmar had fallen into a state of deep confusion.
In truth, ever since receiving the inheritance, he had formed a faint, indescribable connection with the Holy Trident.
But what he had never expected was that, through the feedback coming from the trident, he would discover something utterly shocking—
Those three angelic forms were not illusions.
They were not tricks of the eye.
They were not some elaborate deception.
They were real.
How was that possible??
How could angels descend into this world??
Palmar, who knew a few of the world’s hidden secrets, now looked as if he had seen a ghost.
What the hell was this supposed to be??
Why would a Deathborn be able to summon angels??
Wasn’t that completely backwards?
Meanwhile, the elite battalion lying in ambush all around the area had also received the Grand Marshal’s orders.
No matter what—it had to destroy those angelic bodies completely.
So while Palmar was still drowning in self-doubt, the elite battalion moved. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
From four different directions, they closed in on the angelic forms and, in the same instant, unleashed their Awakening Skills.
At that moment, the awakeners of the elite battalion had already prepared themselves to give up their lives.
After all, their enemy was none other than the legendary angels!
Even if these angels moved very slowly, and even if the skills they released seemed easy enough to dodge—
Once they launched an attack, the angels would surely defend themselves, right??
That was why these elite battalion awakeners had already steeled themselves for a second breakthrough.
And yet, in the very next moment, their skills struck the angels’ bodies without meeting the slightest resistance!
Brilliant, dazzling bursts of light exploded across the angels’ forms.
It should have been an exciting, morale-boosting sight—
but instead, an eerie silence fell over the battlefield.
Everyone stared intently in the direction of the angelic bodies, faces full of confusion.
What no one noticed was that Caelan had already canceled his Deathborn transformation, reverted to his human identity, and slipped into the interior of Newdean.
Looking at the Boundary Monolith so close at hand, a sharp glint flashed through Caelan’s eyes.
But he did not act immediately.
Near the Boundary Monolith, a large number of powerful Ivorykin experts were stationed on guard.
If he made a rash move, failure was very likely.
As Caelan silently activated Eye of Insight, he also kept a close watch on what was happening on the other side of the battlefield.
In truth, from the moment the angelic bodies had come under siege, Caelan had already begun making his final preparations.
Mm...
A grand work of art.
Surely they would like it, wouldn’t they??
...
At the Supreme Staff Legion,
Evelyn’s expression had darkened to the extreme.
"I never imagined that the inheritor of [Divine] would be this powerful!"
She was an inheritor as well, but she could clearly sense the enormous gap in strength between herself and Palmar.
So... was it because her talent wasn’t good enough?
Or because she hadn’t worked hard enough??
And why did it feel like [Divine] was even stronger than [Dark Titan]?
Just then, the Supreme Staff gently tapped Evelyn on the shoulder.
It seemed as though it wanted to comfort her. But after hesitating for a long time, it still spoke in its usual cold, detached tone.
"Evelyn, [Divine] is indeed powerful, but [Dark Titan] isn’t as weak as you imagine."
"Besides, you’ve overlooked one thing. That Ivorykin brat only looks so strong because he’s using the Holy Trident."
"If... and I mean if... you can put me in a better mood, I might consider cooperating with you in battle as well. When that happens, your strength will definitely leap forward by a great deal!"
Evelyn nodded, and the tightly furrowed lines between her brows eased ever so slightly.
But almost immediately afterward, she suddenly realized another problem.
If this battle continued... would Caelan lose?
The elite battalion had already made its move!
Wait...
Why did the angels Caelan summoned look so... dumb?
It felt almost as if they were deliberately trying to lure people into attacking them.
Could it be...
Evelyn narrowed her eyes slightly.
At the exact same moment, Caelan—far away in Newdean—snapped his fingers as well.
"Let the art bloom."
