Martial God Regressed To Level 2 の小説・ストーリー

"The sixth level's overall power has grown a lot compared to when we first arrived. Have you not noticed? Back then, only the elders of each sect barely reached the martial god realm. Now, these newly emerged prodigies and these Saints and Saintesses all begin at the martial god level. "Many have even reached the late stages of martial god, like Ford from Sky Dragon Holy Land. Their elders, sect leaders, and other elite cultivators even include peak martial gods now. It's not too far off from the seventh level anymore," Fallon explained as he scanned the audience and the group of geniuses competing in the tournament. "You're right. I've been so focused on Chase lately that I overlooked how m

It completely overturned everyone's outlook on the world. "It's just the first level. There are as many as seven levels in the Longevity Art. The gap between each level is very wide, like a chasm. He has only cultivated the first level. I don't know what's there to show off. It's as if he has cultivated all seven levels!" “Exactly. His Highness has already cultivated to the Fourth Level and has long since stepped into the initial stage of the Martial God Realm. I wonder how many times stronger he is than some people’s Martial Saints.”

Weaker individuals even had blood trickling from the corners of their mouths. For a moment, the scene became extremely tense, and there was no sound at all. How could a human reach such a level of power? How could anyone withstand such might? Everyone was silently asking themselves. “A Martial God is indeed terrifying,” Dennis stood in front of Registus, his body trembling as he spoke with difficulty. “What a frightening and oppressive aura.” Luna was also struggling and secretly shocked. Just a moment ago, she had been proud of herself for breaking through to the Martial King realm in such a short time.

However, all of them were relatively weak, with the strongest among them having reached only the Macrocosm Ancestral God Rank. Within a family in a relatively weak empire, a young man lay bare-chested on a chair as several individuals whipped his back. His back bore gruesome wounds, but he clenched his teeth and endured the pain without uttering a word. James observed this scene from the shadows. The living being that could not be extrapolated by the Extrapolation Path was the disciple of this small family. The young man had a low cultivation realm that was barely higher than the one James had during his time on Earth before the resurgence of Spiritual Energy in the Martial Path. At most, hi

Maverick pointed out a little less hostile. "I am." I did not hesitate. He actually looked surprised by my words. He should be anything but surprised. "You made me this way. I don't see why you are acting so surprised since you stabbed me with a sword that stole all the humanity I had." I stated nonchalantly. The room became silent and regret shined bright in Mavericks eyes. I looked away from him and turned my attention back to my book. "All tier 4-8 Gods will only be able to teleport and conjure up things." I explained once again.

Lorist felt that the hypothesis behind Battle Force preparing was basically the same as the specialty of preparing the interior energy of the body that he had gone over in his previous existence. Notwithstanding, Battle Force preparing was not as adaptable in that one can't prepare in Battle Force of various characteristics. For instance, on the off chance that one prepared in an earth characteristic Battle Force, one can't prepare in some other Battle Force with various properties. While preparing in different characteristics wouldn't actually hurt, one would be everlastingly adhered and not be able to progress to a higher level. On the other hand, a wide range of sorts of Battle Force stra

They weren't just voices or another nightmare, they were real. I threw a punch at the first one and immediately it flew back, hitting his back on the wall hard. Damn, where did that strength come from? I took a lot of Judo classes while training as a detective, but that strength was extraordinary. "He has regained his powers. We need to end him now!" The shortest of them spoke. I grabbed him by the throat and broke his neck. My killer intent was unstoppable. One by one, I took them down. A bright light surrounded me, and I felt more empowered.

- The woman replied. - Great, all the years spent on the training were wasted. Warriors can not aim properly. She is just a werewolf. - Megan was getting red on her face. A few more minutes and she could explode. - I did not say that. Our people can aim ideally, and you know that. They did it perfectly, but their spell did not harm this she-wolf. They were exploding a few inches away from her body. - Martha said what she planned to keep to herself.

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Kai was motioning for him to choose someone with real power - a God or at least an alpha. Gearry shook his head. He turned to the largest Alpha - a Bear Alpha who had a slave girl in tow. The slave was almost naked and had a power level of just above zero Gearry smiled at the large bear-man. "I choose...."