My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly!-Chapter 357: Paragon!?

It was a warm morning in the Dragon and Telekinetic World, the sun had just risen and illuminated the Demi-gods council below.

However it wasn't exactly peaceful here.

In one of the rooms inside the vast council, constant shrill, loud screams rang from it.

"Will he really be fine?" Zytharia spoke tentatively while squinting her eyes, refusing to look at the brutal sight before her.

"He should be fine…" the lord paused, "After all, he chose this path, if he dies it would be his own fault, he does survive then he would have finally reached Telekinetic Paragon."

In front of all the Demi-gods, Zarek was inside a room, his body twisted at a strange angle in mid-air. His muscles were cramped and his broken right leg bones were gruesomely visible to the naked eyes through his kneecap, his hands on opposite sides and his left leg touching his head.

It was as if he was hit by a dump truck so hard that his entire body had twisted and time paused just before he could hit the ground, causing him to be frozen in the air.

Even though it was invisible to the naked eyes, there was vibration echoing through the room, destroying Zarek's strong body.

His body was very strong through his <Adapt> skill and the numerous skills that he had gained such as Body Champion, but not one of them were able to help him out of this predicament.

Theoretically, his body was already strong enough to compete with even a Telekinetic Paragon, so there was absolutely no way that he should face such a circumstance from mere vibrations.

"Using Lord's power to attack his soul, even us well established demi-gods would not have a good time." Zytharia spoke with a sigh, "Would he even recover from this?"

"Don't you know his strange power, Zytharia?" the Lord spoke again with a frown on her face, "This is his fate that he chooses willingly, you being concerned will only hinder him."

"But he has so much potential even without this, why would he risk his life so easily for it?" Zytharia spoke with a confused tone.

"Not enough." the Lord spoke again, "If he wanted mediocrity then it was enough long ago for him to reach it but he wants to strive farther." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Is he aiming to become a peak Demi-god like you?" Zytharia spoke with widened eyes, her lips trembled as she swallowed hard.

The Lord simply shook her head.

"Then what is higher than a Demi-god would he be aiming for…" Zytharia's voice was stuck in her throat as her body involuntarily trembled, "Is… is he aiming to become a God!?"

"Who knows except for him?" the Lord replied calmly, neither confirming or denying it, "I sense some divine energy from him already and it is very pure."

"But we only have one true God, if he were to become one then…" Her pupils darted around, lingering around the other Demi-gods in the place.

They were calm and cold, even though they could hear the conversation, they didn't even react in the slightest. But Zytharia already felt cold sweat soaking her back.

For a single race, there can only be one single God, if a new God emerged then a clash between the two Gods will presume to choose the ultimate winner.

To enjoy all the prayers of the entire human species and lord over them!

There can never be two gods in a single race.

"This is not something that you should be worried about Zytharia." the Lord looked at her calmly.

"Yes." Zytharia nodded with a gulp.

"By the way, this sword." the Lord raised her hand and a mirror appeared before her. In the mirror, it showed a simple sword, being carried by a golden haired woman with a blindfold, this was Mirabella!

"Eh, isn't that the chosen sword that is only said to be carried by the destined one?" Zytharia spoke with a raise of her brows.

"That was a mere illusion, the sword was just an ordinary sword that I crafted that had some special features which made it mysterious." the Lord scoffed, "The main thing about the sword is that I could monitor it. I never trusted that woman, she secretly stole the fate of so many people for her personal gains."

"That is true." Zytharia also nodded her head.

The divine temple was always constantly being monitored by the Demi-god council and they knew that Mirabella was stealing fate from it. Just that they didn't bother with her as long as she did her job.

This is also how they knew that the place was being tampered with and sent the two Telekinetic Paragons to check it.

"That Mirabella, she really has abandoned us for the Mythos Race, hmph." the Lord scoffed as she looked at the mirror, "Once our God wakes up, we will destroy every single one of them."

She moved her finger slightly, instantly the mirror distorted and washed away.

"Why did you stop…?" Zytharia asked with a frown.

"It was destroyed by those in the Mythos Race." the Lord explained casually.

Zarek's screams had almost run for two weeks now, his soul always constantly being chipped away. The soul was the body and the body was the soul, since his soul was being hurt, his body severely injured no matter how strong it was.

An hour passed just like this, his eyes became blurry and the vitality in his eyes dimmed to flickering light.

"He will die in a few secounds." the Lord shook her head with a sigh, "Wait…"

All of a sudden, the vitality flared in his eyes again and his body state returned to normal. At the same time as this happened, Zarek's soul finally reached its limits.

Immediately his Telekinetic Energy started to merge together with his Soul, becoming one and then expanding. His unique power of Gravity increased to an even more terrifying height.

Finally Zarek has reached Telekinetic Paragon!

He snapped open his eyes and resisted the vibration around the place with his strengthened Soul merged with his pure Telekinetic Energy.

"Ho, this feeling is amazing."