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With a thunderous roar, the first Stonemen leader's body began to glow a pale grey, its eyes almost blinding as thesurrounding arcane energy flew towards him like a vacuum. Arcane energy rippled around it, the air itself warping under the intensity. The ground shook violently, and the trees swayed as the creature summoned an overwhelming amount of energy into its palm.

It was like watching the buildup of a natural disaster. The immense power was almost suffocating.

...

"Stone-shield!"

"Mountain Pulverizing Palm!"

"Stop that evil creature!" Daphne stood up, roaring at the instructors as her gloved hands glowed and her body started to fade as she chanted an incantation.

"Magus Daphne, where do you think you're going?" Suddenly, the wind rippled and the spell was interrupted. A simple Interrupt spell at an advanced level.

Magus Gerald smiled at Magus Daphne. "Life and death of the student is not out concern as long as they didn't give up, we can't do anything about it."

"Bullshit! Let me go Gerald." Magus Daphne's eyes started to glow as her body trembled with astonishing amount of arcane energy.

"Haha. There's no need to be so hostile Magus Daphne. What's done is done. Is it that you want to run away and don't want to Honor your bet?" Gerald laughed coldly.

"Daphne, it's already too late. There's no way you can reach there in time to save him." Alicia who was an unbridled Magus suddenly said in a soft voice at Magus Daphne.

Magus Daphne glanced at the screen and realized she was right. The small mountain had turned into pure dust, fading with the wind.

With gritted teeth, Magus Daphne down and sat back to her seat.

"This is going to be a good day. Hahaha." Gerald hummed loudly as he chuckled.

The other lecturers whispered to themselves.

"I didn't think the Stonemen were this intelligent to come up with such tactic."

"You're right. They made Tron lower his guard, lured him closer and activated the bloodline talent Stone-shield and then at the risk of the Second Stone Leaders life, the Leader activated his skill, the Stone Pulverizing Palm."

"I've heard that without the strength of a Rank 2 Twin-circle Magus, one would undoubtedly met his end."

"Tron has definitely been reduced to ashes at this point."

…

The creature took a slow, deliberate step forward, its eyes locked on the small mountain where Tron was trapped. It raised its massive, glowing palm high above its head, the energy crackling and spiraling wildly, before bringing it down in one decisive, crushing blow.

"KA-BOOM!!!"

The force of the strike was cataclysmic. The mountain shattered instantly upon impact, sending chunks of rocks flying in all directions, pulverized into dust. The shockwave from the attack tore through the forest, uprooting trees and leaving a massive crater where the mountain once stood.

At this moment, the small mountain had been reduced to nothing more than a cloud of fine, pure dust, suspended in the air like a heavy fog. Not even the smallest trace of stone remained—only particles, mingled with the faint presence of blood and shattered bones, drifting through the atmosphere.

The sight left the remaining Stonemen warriors in awe. They stood frozen, their gazes locked on the scene where the once terrifying intruder, had fought relentlessly. For the first time since the battle began, hope flickered in their eyes.

Their leader, still glowing with residual arcane energy, stood tall, his massive frame heaving as he caught his breath. The terrifying display of his bloodline skill had left a deep impression on the entire tribe. Slowly, the warriors began to respond.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"

The rhythmic chant echoed through the village, growing louder with each passing moment. The warriors raised their arms high, slamming their weapons and fists against the ground in unison. The earth trembled beneath them as they celebrated, praising their leader for the victory.

The loud noise reverberated throughout the village, carrying with it a collective sense of relief and triumph.

"Cough!" "Cough!!" The unsettling sound pierced through the cheers, silencing the village. Every warrior stopped, their raised arms frozen mid-celebration, eyes wide with disbelief.

From the center of the dust cloud, a figure staggered forward. Blood dripped from his body, his skin ripped open to reveal the sinew and bone beneath. His clothes hung in shreds, clinging to his battered frame. Blood trickled from his mouth as he coughed again, each breath labored and painful.

Yet the figure, Tron, stood tall—broken but not defeated.

He stopped fifty meters from the stunned Stonemen leader. "To be honest," he began, his voice rasping but laced with bitter humor, "I didn't expect to be put in such a position by a mere Rank 1 Gold magical creature. Guess that's what I get for underestimating you."

With shaky hands, Tron pulled out a potion from his tattered bag, downing it in one swift motion. As the liquid took effect, the fleshless wounds on his face began to heal, flesh knitting back together over the exposed bones.

"If I hadn't upgraded Blood Rage twice and my adaptive cells once," he muttered between breaths, "you might have actually succeeded in killing me." He chuckled, a low, grim sound. "First real life-and-death moment. Funny how fast your brain works in situations like these."

Tron turned his gaze towards the leader, his eyes cold and calculating. "You should die now."

With his left hand, the figure suddenly withdrew a blade from behind him. It was actually the Space Render blade.

"Blood Arrow."

Atmosphere surged as the runes on the figure's left hand glowed and activated. Arcane energy flowed from the figures left hand to the blade and the blade glowed a crimson colored as an immense amount of energy flowed within it.

The half a mater long machete was the covered in a crimson glow as Blood Blade suddenly covered the entirely of the blade.

As though it wasn't enough, the figure whispered. "Rend."

"BOOM!"

The blade trembled as space twisted around the sharp edge of the blade like it was being manipulated. The crimson mist covering the blade suddenly churned as it turned a purplish dark colour as space remd spell and blood blade spell combined.

"I've actually had this idea for a while but didn't have the chance to utilize it. I guess I can test it out on you."

The figure suddenly slash their blade.

"ROAR!!!"

Feeling a life threatening danger, the massive Stone man released a shocking roar that shook heaven and earth. He let out a desperate roar. The stones in the surrounding area trembled before shooting towards him, forming a massive stone shield. In one final, desperate move, the leader swung his enormous sword, aiming to intercept Tron's deadly strike.

"KA-BOOM!"

The blade sliced through the air, the force of the clash sending shockwaves rippling through the village. The leader's sword fell with a deafening "CLANG," shattered and useless.

"Ahh…" The leader gasped, clutching his throat. Blood gushed from the wound as his eyes widened in horror. He stumbled back, his towering frame trembling as life drained from him.

The mighty 3.5-meter leader convulsed once, then twice, before his body crumpled to the ground with a resounding thud.

The Rank 1 Gold Stone Desert leader was dead.

Continuing to fight? They would all die here.

"Woo~"

"Woo!!" Seeing this, the remaining hundred or so Stone Desert warriors lost all courage to fight Tron and began fleeing in all directions.

Devil!

In the minds of these Stone Desert warriors, this small foreigner was a bloodthirsty devil.

"Escape?"

"Die!" Tron moved like lightning.

"Points."

"I should try to kill more Stone Desert warriors above level 13 to accumulate more points." Tron thought to himself.

"I'm now ranked ninth in the base. Since I've revealed all my strength, I might as well go all out and aim for first place." Tron felt a surge of excitement but remained extremely calm, his blade flashing like a rolling star, carrying immense power.

Wherever the blade flashed, Stone Desert warriors fell and died.

They had already struggled to hold their ground against Tron before; now, it was a one-sided slaughter.

"Slash~" "Slash~" The blade gleamed, blood splattered, like a beautiful painting.

Tron's heart remained unmoved, killing like a machine! Killing! And more killing!

Whoosh!

Tron pursued for a long time, killing over thirty more Stone Desert warriors before finally stopping.

At this point, no other Stone Desert warriors were in sight; they had all fled without a trace.

"Points ranking." Tron glanced at the ranking on his positioning wristband:

Points: 1352

Ranking: 6

...

Tron sighed in satisfaction.

"Status."

〘Name: Tronyc Mahoraga〙

〘Age: 16〙

〘Lifeform: Trancedent〙

〘Level: Singularity Mage [97%]〙

❰Stats❱

〘Strength: 192〙

〘Physique: 200〙

〘Agility: 180〙

〘Mana: 33/33〙

〘Ability: Ultra Superior Adaptation(10000 limit points)〙

❰Blood Art: Blood Rage [Common] (100,000 limit points)❱

〘 Limit points: 11, 248〙

❰Techniques❱

〘Arcane Spells: 〙

〘Arcane Rune(s): Blood Blade (Low)[1000]〙

〘Arcane Meditation Technique: Seven Heart Rhythm, Simple Breath Flow technique〙

[Main quest: Kill, Arch Mage Fraust]

[Time limit: 11 months]

[Reward:??]

[Punishment: DEATH!]

[Sub Quest (1): Kill the Rank 2 Twin-circle Mage, Valtor]

[Time Limit: 3 months]

[Reward: ?? ]

[Punishment: DEATH!]

[Sub Quest (2): Kill a Single-cell Magical beast (completed)]

[Time Limit: 5 days]

[Reward: ?? ]

[Punishment: DEATH!]

[Sub Quest (3): Kill a Rank 1 Singularity Mage]

[Time Limit: 4 days]

[Reward: ?? ]

[Punishment: DEATH!]