The 100th Regression Of The Max Level Player Novels & Stories

he gasped. Quickly, he turned to look up at the main board. His jaw dropped. DR. – EXP CALCULATING… 1,000,000,000… The numbers kept climbing—faster than any system had ever processed before. Even more bizarre, the scoreboard had placed a hold on Adrian’s username. A voice whispered behind him: “…No way. Gold means… a god-level player.” An older man clutched his chest, barely able to breathe. This… this had never happened before. Not in Vereluxe. Not in the system’s entire history. A man suddenly climbing record that took most legend decades to pull off.

She's more open to her friends now. Maximo had turned from an Indigo Rank Advance level into Purple Rank Novice level. His professions advanced a lot. He is now a 4th Devine Peak Alchemist and A 5th Novice Array Master. Maximo focused on cultivating. Whenever he has time, he would train his archer skills and gun skills. He didn't want his skills to turn into waste. His archery skills had killed a lot of spirit bests. He became bulkier and manlier. His voice was deeper than before, His body proportions had improved a lot and it made him manly.

The skills and body of players who reach level 100 undergo evolutionary changes every 10 levels. And for the unlucky Basilisk, Jean was too much of a beast rather than itself. Swing! Her blades shot forth a brilliant beam of light, tearing through the Basilisk with the force of a collapsing mountain. Rumble! A tremendous blast of thunder decimated the monster's heart, which was finally put to rest. Grrrrr!!! Suddenly, everyone heard a great scream as the result of the fight became clear. It is the fall of a giant. While the monsters mourn, the humans rejoice.

The results of that warrior would then be shown on the scroll. "I know him! I fought him before in the outside world. The technique he's using is a lower ultimate god rank technique, the Soul Frost. I heard that he's already reached the first level of mastery, and isn't far from the second. With his skills, sixty meters should be his limit. He probably won't be able to go any further." "I feel like he won't be able to get to sixty meters. After entering sixty meters, each step is astronomically harder–many were stuck beyond sixty meters!"

I begged "No you can't, I've covered up for you for quite enough times, I was only doing that because you were a skillful player and your father is my close friend nothing more. Don't make me regret helping you so far" he scolded over the phone. "I know you have been helping but then I won't be available today, sorry" I said and hung up on him. I knew he was going to be adamant about me playing and won't give me the permission to go to Tennessee so I had to stop pleading and play rude by hanging up.

"Does Theodore know? Don't tell me you two fought, and you did this to spite him." I shook my head. "No, it's something I want to do." Leene let out a sigh of relief from the other side of the phone before sending me the contract after we confirmed the details. I didn't even hesitate when I signed it. I pushed open the door to the storage room on the second floor. A thick layer of dust covered the piano in the center of the room, just like all those forgotten moments I thought of as beautiful. The thin layer of dust on the piano keys mirrored the heaviness in my chest, refusing to be dispelled. It was making breathing difficult.

He outperformed me in every single category. When I started pushing for training upgrades last spring, it was to make Silver Dawn’s warriors tougher, sharper — more like Blood Moon. And yeah, it’s worked. Rogue attacks have been on the rise lately, but our casualties have dropped. Delta Greg was pleased with our progress even before we left for camp. But while I was dragging my ass to keep up, Max was crushing it. I watched him go toe-to-toe with elite alphas, hell, even Baxter’s twisted challenge drills, and he made it look easy.

“That's designed for elite warriors!” But I was already stepping into the simulation zone. The holographic opponents materialized around me — ten of them, all armed and dangerous. In the past, this would have been a serious challenge. Now? They might as well have been moving in slow motion. I danced between them, my body moving with impossible grace. Each strike found its mark with devastating precision. The simulation ended in less than thirty seconds. “Again,” I said, barely winded. “Level fifteen this time.” Victor's eyes widened. “There is no level fifteen. Ten was the maximum.”

Dyna noticed Sophia's silence and asked again, "Soph, what level are you?" Sophia narrowed her eyes and gave her a gentle smile, "I'm level 108." "What?" Dyna was so shocked that she almost spit out the drink she had just taken in. "You're level 108? There's no level 108 in Peak, right?" Sophia looked at her seriously, "There is, as of last night." "Really? Are you level 108?" "Of course." Dyna couldn't believe it, "I don't believe it. I have to see it."

“I have never heard of him. He’s just a Level 1 account, but after he spent a million, his account reached max level!” “He really can do anything he wants with the money.” The comments continued to rise in the chat as the viewers talked about the mysterious Live-in Jerk.