Morning came—
Quiet.
Too quiet.
The kind of quiet that didn't belong in a training camp filled with awakened elites.
Sunlight filtered through the window, casting long shadows across the room.
Zael sat by the edge of his bed.
Eyes open.
Awake long before dawn.
His posture was relaxed.
But his mind—
Sharp.
Focused.
Still.
The events of the previous night replayed once.
Only once.
Then—
Discarded.
Across the room—
Zane stretched lazily.
"…Man, I slept like I got hit by a truck."
He yawned, glancing at Zael.
"…You didn't sleep, did you?"
Zael didn't answer.
Zane snorted.
"Yeah, figured."
A soft knock interrupted the moment.
Three precise taps.
Zane raised a brow.
"…That doesn't sound like breakfast."
Zael stood.
Walked to the door.
Opened it.
A uniformed messenger stood outside.
Posture straight.
Expression neutral.
"The cadet known as Zael."
Zael nodded once.
The messenger continued.
"You are required to report to the combat platform in one hour."
A slight pause.
Then—
"By order of Captain Kael."
Silence.
Zane's expression shifted instantly.
"…You've got to be kidding me."
The messenger remained still.
Waiting.
Zael's face didn't change.
"Understood."
The messenger gave a short nod.
Then turned and left.
No extra words.
No explanation.
Just the message.
The door closed.
Silence settled again.
Zane ran a hand through his hair.
"…So he's really doing this."
No response.
"…Boss, you know what this is, right?"
Zael walked back into the room.
Calm.
Unhurried.
"It's a challenge disguised as authority."
Zane exhaled sharply.
"Yeah. Exactly."
A pause.
Then he grinned slightly.
"…You gonna go?"
Zael didn't answer immediately.
Instead—
He opened his status panel.
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[STATUS PANEL]
Name: Zael
Level: 22
Profession: Child of Dao (Grade: ???)
EXP: 12,840 / 25,000
---
Attributes
Strength: 312 (devouring effect)
Agility: 298(devouring effect)
Vitality: 305(devouring effect)
Intelligence: 276(devouring effect)
Perception: 290(devouring effect)
Free Stat Points: 0
---
Talents
Supreme Blessing (Mythical)
Ascendant Echo (Mythical)
Adaptive Evolution (Mythical)
---
Professional Traits
Devouring (Passive – Growth)
You are not limited to leveling through EXP alone. As a Dao-born, you cultivate the spirit of heaven and earth.
• Can devour beasts, humans, items, and anything with spirituality
• Gains: EXP, universal/specific stat points, skills, and even talents
---
Origin (Passive)
Dao begets all things—and you are its origin.
• Not limited by profession/class restrictions
• Can learn and use any skill type
• Can wield any equipment or item regardless of class
---
Balance (Passive)
Dao maintains equilibrium—and so do you.
• All free attribute points are evenly distributed across all stats
• Sub-trait: All awakening tasks are set to the highest possible difficulty
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Limit Break (Passive)
Dao is limitless—and so are you.
• Ignores level restrictions for quests, dungeons, and locations
• Can wield equipment up to 100 levels above current level (if energy permits)
• Barriers and restrictions are ineffective against you
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Evolution (Passive – Growth)
Heaven tests those who walk the Dao.
• Every 10 levels after awakening → must undergo Thunder Tribulation
• Rewards on success: stat points, skills, talents
• Failure = death
---
Skills
1. Blade Domain (Upgraded) (Active – Attack/Control)
Effect: Creates a 15-meter domain of sword intent
Damage Amplification: 8500% base attack
Movement Suppression: 65%
Mana Cost: 320
Cooldown: 2 minutes
2. Void Step (Upgraded) (Active – Movement/Support)
Range: 40 meters | Charges: 5
Next Attack Boost: 3000%
Recharge: 8s per charge
3. Resonance Strike (Active – Attack)
Damage: 4200% base
Internal shock damage (3s)
Mana Cost: 120 | Cooldown: 12s
4. Night Sever (Upgraded) (Active – Attack)
Damage: 9200% base
Ignores 40% defense
Mana Cost: 280 | Cooldown: 25s
5. Phantom Split (Active – Support/Attack)
Clone Strength: 70%
Duration: 45s
Mana Cost: 200 | Cooldown: 3 min
6. Primal Predator Instinct
Category: Support
Type: Passive
Effects:
• Detect hostile intent within 200 meters
• Reaction Speed +120% during combat
• Perception +100% when facing hostile creatures
• Instantly analyze enemy attack patterns after three exchanges
• Predict hostile movement trajectories before they occur
• Automatically highlight fatal weaknesses of beasts and humanoid opponents
7.Titan Sovereign Core
Category: Defense
Type: Passive
Effects:
• Physical Defense +150%
• Incoming Impact Damage Reduced by 60%
• Converts 50% of absorbed impact energy into stamina regeneration
• Generates a passive Titan Barrier that reduces all physical damage by an additional 25%
• Dramatically stabilizes internal energy allowing prolonged combat without fatigue
---
Zane leaned over.
"…Every time I see that, I feel bad for whoever fights you."
Zael closed the panel.
His eyes were calm.
But focused.
This wasn't about winning.
This wasn't about losing.
This—
Was about something else entirely.
A boundary.
A line that had been crossed.
Zane cracked his neck.
"…So?"
Zael picked up his weapon.
The air shifted subtly as Supreme Blessing passively reinforced it.
"I'll go."
Zane grinned.
"Of course you will."
Then his expression turned serious.
"…You sure about this?"
Zael paused at the door.
For a fraction of a second—
Something flickered in his eyes.
Not hesitation.
Not doubt.
Just—
Clarity.
"This isn't his battlefield."
Then—
He stepped out.
And somewhere in the camp—
Word had already started spreading.
A captain.
A cadet.
A confrontation.
The combat platform—
Was about to become the center of everything.
------
The door clicked open—
And Zael stepped out.
Lily was already there.
Standing just a few steps away.
Waiting.
Her brows were tightly knit, worry clear in her eyes.
"You're really going?" she asked, her voice low.
Zael didn't stop walking immediately.
"…Yes."
She moved closer, blocking his path.
"This is dangerous, Zael."
Her tone sharpened slightly.
"You don't understand—Kael isn't just strong. He's on a completely different level."
Zael's gaze shifted to her.
Calm.
Unreadable.
"He's already completed his second class change," she continued, her voice tightening. "And he's almost at the third. People like that… they're monsters."
A pause.
Then softer—
"…Why does it have to be like this?"
Her hands clenched slightly.
"You're brothers. For goodness sake, can't you just sit down, talk, argue, yell—anything but this?"
Zael looked at her for a moment.
Really looked.
Then—
"This fight…"
His voice was quiet.
"But firm."
"…is something I must do."
No explanation.
No justification.
Just a statement.
Lily's lips parted slightly—
But no words came out.
Zael stepped past her.
And walked on.
—
As he moved through the villa path—
He noticed them.
Standing by the adjacent door.
Aurelia.
Still.
Silent.
Watching.
Beside her—
Another girl.
White-haired as well.
Almost identical.
But where Aurelia was calm and distant—
This one radiated life.
Energy.
Her presence felt… bright.
Unrestrained.
Like a flame that refused to stay still.
Zael's eyes lingered for a fraction of a second.
Then—
He gave a small nod.
Aurelia didn't react.
The other girl tilted her head slightly, curious.
But before anything could be said—
Zael had already moved on.
—
The combat platform—
Was packed.
More than packed.
It was suffocating.
Students gathered in layers—
And even within the crowd—
A structure was clear.
At the very front—
The Starfire Squad stood.
Seven figures.
Still.
Composed.
Radiating quiet power.
Their expressions—
Varied.
Some amused.
Some indifferent.
Some…
Watching with clear interest.
A few exchanged glances.
Low whispers passed between them.
They understood.
To an extent.
They had lived under Kael's command long enough.
Rigid.
Unyielding.
Demanding.
So yes—
They understood Zael's defiance.
But understanding—
Didn't mean belief.
Because to them—
This outcome was already decided.
—
Behind them—
Stood the top cadets.
The strongest among the trainees.
At least—
The ones acknowledged publicly.
Their eyes were sharp.
Focused.
Evaluating.
And behind them—
Everyone else.
A sea of anticipation.
Whispers.
Tension.
Expectation.
—
Then—
Zael arrived.
And the crowd—
Parted.
Not forcefully.
Not loudly.
But naturally.
Like something instinctive.
A path formed.
All the way to the platform.
Every step he took—
Drew eyes.
Measured.
Judged.
—
Then—
He ascended.
Step by step.
Until he stood—
On the platform.
Across from him—
Kael.
Arms folded.
Expression cold.
But beneath that—
Something burned.
"Look at that," Kael said, his voice carrying effortlessly across the platform.
A faint, mocking smile tugged at his lips.
"You actually came."
A few chuckles rippled faintly from the front lines.
Kael tilted his head slightly.
"I'll give you one last chance."
His tone sharpened.
"Apologize."
A pause.
The air grew heavier.
"And we end this here."
Silence.
All eyes—
On Zael.
Waiting.
Watching.
Judging.
Zael said nothing.
Instead—
He slowly raised his sword.
The blade gleamed faintly—
The result of Supreme Blessing.
Refined.
Enhanced.
Perfected.
The gesture—
Was simple.
Clear.
Absolute.
Kael's smile disappeared.
His eyes darkened.
"…So that's your answer."
A faint pulse of power spread from him.
Heavy.
Oppressive.
The platform trembled slightly.
And across from him—
Zael stood still.
Unmoved.
Unshaken.
Unyielding.
Then—
Kael took a step forward.
And the air—
Collapsed.
"Then don't regret it."
—
At the edge of the crowd—
Aurelia watched.
Silent.
Her twin beside her leaned forward slightly—
Eyes shining.
"Now this…"
She whispered.
"…is going to be fun."
—
On the platform—
Two brothers stood.
Not as family.
Not as blood.
But as opponents.
And in the next moment—
Everything—
Would begin.
To be continued…