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[Name: Antgella] [Level: 12 (249 XP left to lv 13)] [Race: Queen Swamp ant (Worker variant)] [Abyssal force: 110/110] [Attack: N/A] [Defense: 15] [Dexterity: 30] [Agility: 10] [Intelligence: 2] [Skills:] Advanced dig Lv 2 (passive) (^) Egg-laying lv 1 (20 AF per egg) (^) Social organism (Passive) Lv 1 (v) + The user will gain [+5%] bonus damage if it's fighting alongside its brethren [Affinities:] None "The rest of you will be abyssal druids for now. Go and help the farmers from now." Next was the only soldier ant. It was at least double in size of the other ants, and its mandibles were much sharper, its carapace was sturdier, and a stinger was on its back.

(I had no idea that I was raising a damn flag here…) Now that my soul and body are both restored to their normal state before casting that spell I moved to the net rewards! {Notice, Successfully reached the peak of [Level 17] and leveled up to [Level 18]} {Notice, Successfully reached the peak of [Level 18] and leveled up to [Level 19]} I took the given experience points and leveled up twice…the effect of leveling up was just like usual, both my soul and body became stronger than what it was this morning… I took a look at my stats board ……………………. [Name: Satiana Von Evanson] [Age: 16 years old]

"No way, he's already in the fourth-grade ultimate god-level?" Alejandro and Nash glanced at each other as they were dumbfounded. They have always thought that Fane was still in the third-grade ultimate god level, like them. Unexpectedly, this guy had already achieved the fourth-grade ultimate god-level and this was slightly beyond their expectations.

The countless spear intents overlapped, capable of piercing the heavens and shattering mountains! Every time the lion showed signs of counterattacking, Andrius forcefully suppressed it with Tyrant’s Ascendance, interrupting its moves time and time again. As time passed, he completely suppressed this merciless killing machine. “Gulp...” The Immortal Cultivation Alliance members outside the Gate of Living Death swallowed their saliva. “Although Mr. Moonshade is only at the mid Nascent Soul stage, he has many techniques up his sleeves. His spear intent is like a tidal wave sweeping across everything. Incredible!”

Kylie finally understood where Davies’s confidence came from when he said she wasn’t a Star Warrior yet. “Yep. The number 1125 is the strength of an entry level 1 Star Beastman. When that number crosses 1300, one could be said to have reached the intermediate level. Cross 1600 and you would be in the late stage of the 1 Star class. When one gets past the 1900 mark but doesn’t cross over to the 2000 mark, then one is t the perfect stage. Each stage requires two times the numerical value to get into the next stage. So normally crossing 2000 means one is in the 2nd Star while passing the 4000 mark symbolizes the 3rd Star and crossing 8000 means you’re now a 4 Star Beastman.”

" I winked at him. He reminded me a lot of Damon. Serious but sweet too. "Shhh, don't say that too loud. That is something they teach two levels up from you. They will kick my ass and burn my wings again." I laughed and went into my room. Anton was part dragon. They suppressed his dragon enough he couldn't fully shift, but he could use his wings to fly. I pulled on my leather pants. They felt like butter against my raw skin. Oliver had ordered these for me. He said the cooling material would helo the road rash you get from training. I had just graduated level 8, and level 9 was brutal. He, of course, was in the top tier. He only trained to keep in shape. He had mastered everything else early

Not only was this suspected Possessed enough of a match for Mane, he had no help. If he wanted to do this alone he had to make sure that his scholar level was the same as the Possessed’s wielding level. When he fought the Earth realm Possessed on Zandor, 3rd lamented that if Mane was a Mid-Level Scholar he wouldn’t have required any help to locate its core. And that was because a Mid-Level Scholar was equivalent to an Earth Realmer. Now that he was facing a Heaven Realmer, unless his scholar level was at the High Level, he couldn’t possibly do this on his own.

The guy screamed out in pain, as blood started gushing out of his neck. ************************* "Noooooooooooo!!!!" Both Wise One and Herbert screamed out of their sleep, and start breathing heavily. "The Tyrant Hybrid has awoken!!" THE END Book two would be available starting from next month!

How am I supposed to unleash my villainy at a hundred and two? [Correction: Seren Han was twenty-two. Seren Nightwind is nineteen. You are Seren Nightwind now.] Seren sighed. ‘Right, nineteen. So that’s… only eighty-three years of struggle left. Yay, optimism.’ [Would you like me to summarize the tiers and phases again?] ‘Yes, because I’m about to memorize this divine cheat sheet.’ [I hope you do. Very well. The six tiers are—Crescent Initiate, Moon-Touched, Blessed Practitioner, Moon-Blessed, Celestial Vessel, and Lunar Paragon.

“You know, for a magical curriculum project, this is turning into something weirdly noble.” Remy gave him a flat look. “You say that like it surprises you.” “It kind of does.” “It shouldn’t.” Riku glanced toward the frost track fading on the floor. “So what’s next after mobility?” Celeste’s answer came without hesitation. “Range control. Then environmental shaping. Then we decide whether the grimoire stays level 1 or moves to a formal level 2 branch.” Cassandra’s eyes widened at that. “Level 2?” Celeste folded her arms. “Only if you earn it.”