The moment Zael stepped out of the void, the world reassembled around him. Stone grounded his feet, air filled his lungs, and the weight of reality settled back onto his body. It felt stable, familiar—but at the same time, completely different.
Then the system triggered.
A sharp presence cut through his mind.
[Second Class Change Quest Completed]
[Condition Fulfilled]
[Level Cap Removed]
[You may now advance]
Zael's eyes narrowed slightly as he read the prompts. No surprise. No excitement. Just quiet acknowledgment.
"Good."
That was all he said.
Because this was expected.
What came next was obvious.
He didn't hesitate.
His focus shifted instantly to his EXP pool—vast, compressed, waiting. Eighty billion EXP, accumulated over months of hunting and restraint.
Now there was no reason to hold back.
Zael triggered the conversion.
EXP surged forward violently, no longer restricted. It wasn't a steady gain—it was a flood.
[Level Up]
[Level 60 → 61]
[Level 61 → 62]
[Level 62 → 63]
The notifications stacked rapidly, overlapping as the system struggled to process the sheer volume. Each level consumed massive EXP, but the pool behind it still felt endless.
His body responded instantly.
Power didn't just increase—it refined. Muscles tightened with precision, energy pathways expanded, and control deepened with every level gained. There was no instability, no lag. Everything integrated perfectly.
[Level 64 → 65]
[Level 66 → 67]
[Level 68 → 70]
The scaling had shifted now. After the second class change, the requirement jumped to Level × 100,000. The cost per level rose sharply.
But it didn't matter.
Not to him.
Zael continued, calm and deliberate.
[Level 71 → 72]
[Level 73 → 75]
[Level 76 → 78]
The drain increased. The EXP pool began to move more noticeably now, consumed in larger chunks.
Still, he didn't stop.
[Level 79 → 80]
[Level 81 → 83]
[Level 84 → 86]
[Level 87 → 88]
The pressure of growth intensified, not painful—but heavy. Like something within him was being compressed and expanded at the same time.
Then—
[Level 89 → 90]
Silence.
For a brief second, everything stilled.
Then the system reacted again.
[Threshold Reached]
[Third Class Change Quest Generated]
Zael's gaze sharpened.
A new panel unfolded before him.
[Third Class Change Quest]
[Requirement: ???]
[Status: Initiated]
He stared at it for a moment.
"…Already?"
A faint smirk appeared.
Of course it was.
He had forced his way here.
Skipped the slow climb.
Burned through levels like they meant nothing.
So the system responded in kind.
Zael exhaled slowly, rolling his shoulders as the last traces of newly gained power settled into place. Everything felt sharper now. Cleaner. More responsive.
Level 90.
But more than that—
Different.
His EXP pool remained.
Reduced, but still massive.
Still enough to push further when needed.
Zael lifted his gaze, calm and focused.
Because now—
Things were changing again.
And whatever came next—
He was already ahead of it.
He didn't move immediately after reaching level 90. He stood still, letting the surge of power settle properly into his body. The difference was obvious—cleaner, sharper—but something still felt off.
Not wrong.
Just… incomplete.
He opened his panel.
---
Zael Nightshade — Status Panel
Class: Abyssal Dao Sovereign (Second Awakening Peak)
Level: 90
Tier: Second Tier
Attributes
Strength: 3,420
Agility: 3,680
Endurance: 3,510
Intelligence: 3,900
---
Zael stared at it for a moment, then exhaled lightly.
"…Yeah. Not enough."
At this level, those stats weren't weak hell they were vert high due to devour trait. An average level 90 mythical awakened had stats about half of his—but they weren't worthy of what he had become either. Not after everything he had stacked.
His focus shifted inward.
EXP pool.
Still massive.
Still more than enough.
He already understood the system. Conversion wasn't linear. The cost increased at fixed thresholds—×10 every time. Careless dumping would waste billions.
So he did it properly.
He set a baseline.
Five thousand.
All stats.
Balanced.
Then he began.
---
Strength
Current: 3,420 → 5,000
Increase: +1,580
Breakdown:
3,420 → 10,000 tier already active → 10,000 EXP per stat
So:
1,580 × 10,000 = 15,800,000 EXP
---
Agility
Current: 3,680 → 5,000
Increase: +1,320
Same tier:
1,320 × 10,000 = 13,200,000 EXP
---
Endurance
Current: 3,510 → 5,000
Increase: +1,490
1,490 × 10,000 = 14,900,000 EXP
---
Intelligence
Current: 3,900 → 5,000
Increase: +1,100
1,100 × 10,000 = 11,000,000 EXP
---
Total EXP Expended
15,800,000
+13,200,000
+14,900,000
+11,000,000
= 54,900,000 EXP
---
Final Attributes
Strength: 5,000 (+1,580)
Agility: 5,000 (+1,320)
Endurance: 5,000 (+1,490)
Intelligence: 5,000 (+1,100)
---
Zael closed the panel.
He flexed his hand once.
The response was instant.
Perfect.
No delay. No resistance.
Everything aligned.
His movements felt lighter—but stronger. His body wasn't just enhanced—it was efficient.
"…Clean."
More importantly—
He noticed something else.
That entire adjustment—
Only cost him ~55 million EXP.
Out of tens of billions.
Almost nothing.
Zael let out a faint breath, a small smirk forming.
"…So this is how it works."
Early scaling was expensive.
But once inside a tier—
It stabilized.
Predictable.
Manageable.
Dangerous.
He didn't push further.
Didn't need to.
Not yet.
His EXP pool was still massive—barely dented.
Enough to spike.
Enough to adapt.
Enough to break limits whenever he wanted.
But then he'd risk losing control of his strength.
Zael lifted his gaze, calm and composed.
Now—
His stats matched his control.
And everything—
Felt right.
"…Now we move."