The effect of the Class Promotion Voucher quickly manifested on Li Aozi’s body. A mysterious cold current coursed through his limbs and bones, connecting all systems within him. Each part and each tissue burst forth with extraordinary power, resembling flowers blooming profusely.
Li Aozi raised his hand. Without needing any guidance, the wind summoned itself, swirling gently in his palm. His skin faintly exhibited a porcelain-like texture.
Porcelain skin... this was a characteristic of Starry Abyssal Spirits.
The Elyei Spirit Race was a branch descended from deities. As they ascended their pathways, their bodies gradually transford from humanoid to resemble deities.
However, Li Aozi exhibited no significant changes in appearance. Except for the improvent in his Charm attribute, his looks continued to be optimized. His handso features and prominent facial contours were flawless from any angle.
rely standing there, without doing anything, even the sunlight and humidity would automatically adjust to the optimal angle, making him always appear in the best posture, as if the world itself admired Li Aozi’s beauty.
He moved casually. Flesh Affinity helped him adapt smoothly to his continually enhanced body, without any discomfort.
"Hmm, just by body feeling alone, Zeta Rank almost reached the peak of physical prowess, but feelings aren’t enough. I need to check the changes in my stats."
He quickly looked over his attributes.
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Na: Li Aozi
Title: Catastrophe, Pioneering the Future
Species: Elyei Spirit Clan, Stage I
Provides Modifications—Structural Angel, Geographic Editor, Cosmic Beings, Theoretical Analysis, Elental Structure;
Gender: Physiologically Male
Age: 22
Template: Advanced Senior Combat NPC ( 10% to max Health Points, 15% damage rate)
Faction: Layer Abyss — Eye of the Galaxy Border — Crystal Tower Civilization (yet to confirm)
Total Level: Lv.120
Main Profession: [Echoer] Lv.100
Secondary Profession: [Biochemist] Lv.20; [Magician] Lv.0
Lifestyle Profession: Forging Master
Health Points: 56,000/56,000 (Camouflage: 16,200)
Mana Points: 38,000/38,000
Attributes:
Strength—100 (Bloodline Amplified: )
Dexterity—100
Constitution—100
Charm—209 (Final Yield: 271.7 180=451.7)
Intelligence—92.4 (Final Yield: 110.8)
Talents:
Racial Talent: Spell Eligibility
Racial Talent: Hyper Sensory Perception
Professional Talent: Genetic Immortality — from Biochemist
Professional Talent: Arcane Deconstruction — from Magician
Professional Talent: Echo — from Star Realm Echoer
Specialties:
Perpetual Love Hunting, Agile Skills, Perpetual· Willful, Flesh Affinity, Ersha Crazy Owl, Excellent Student
Arcane:
Core Arcane: Sequence 9: Gravity
Developnt Level: Contact
Subordinate Arcane: Sequence 77: Calamity
Developnt Level: Contact
Subordinate Arcane: Sequence 82: Bloodline
Developnt Level: Considered Completed
Subordinate Arcane: Soul Engraving Swordsman - War Spectre Cauchy Level (Ξ, the thirteenth Greek letter)
Developnt Level: Contact
Dominant Arcane:
Sequence 56: Waning Moon
Developnt Level: Perception
Skills Possessed:
(Under Echoer form, you cannot view your skills and knowledge reserve)
Divine Power:
Song of Suffering — When you and your followers endure pain or defeat, ’Suffering’ points accumulate, which can be used interchangeably with experience points.
Current Accumulated Suffering: 0 points
"The ballad of suffering begins; you are the savior of the suffering people."
Current Buff: Provides 100 fixed Charm points (without specialty bonuses)
Prison of Death — You and your followers gain a chance of resurrection in battle (once per natural day)
Your followers can devour the souls of the deceased to gain their mories, specialties or skills, this ability also works on Soul Crystals.
You can transform dead targets into your unique undead unit ’corpse,’ without independent thought but will obey your actions. You can disband or rge them at any ti.
Current Buff: Provides 80 fixed Charm points (without specialty bonuses)
Hierarchy: Zeta Rank (ζ, the sixth Greek letter)
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"My level is still insufficient... By standards, Zeta Rank should be between levels 120 and 140, and the main attributes should reach over 500 points."
For example, the Silver Scion Nephis Cleopatra encountered in Velazquez. As a Destroyer type Martial Artist with a second-tier occupation as Barbarian Fighter, her Constitution and Strength were over 500 points. Similarly, Mada Liue’s bodyguard Zhuo would also have main attributes at this level.
Even with the benefits of two Divine Powers, Li Aozi’s main attributes only totaled 451.7 points.
Unfortunately... the Divine Power was too high, and the specialty Unilateral Action couldn’t provide any boost.
If it could, he would have challenged Waning Moon head-on by now.
Li Aozi had rely elevated his hierarchy, but his level was still lacking. He missed the special effects of the hierarchy ranking and lacked the accumulations of specialties and skills from the Epsilon Stage, but now, at least, he had the confidence to resist Waning Moon.
Overall, he was actually quite good. Although he was the weakest in Zeta Rank, within Epsilon Stage, his attributes were overwhelmingly superior, affirming him as the strongest.
Li Aozi glanced at the ti, it was already 2:40 PM. But he still hadn’t received the materials traded by the players.
"Caral Snail and the others are too slow. Sothing feels off."
Li Aozi opened the forum and checked the ti:
In the real world’s Fiery Sumr District, it was currently 3:20 AM.
"Well... these guys aren’t even awake yet."
He usually kept many items in his dormitory, especially handy tools and instrunts — conveniently accessible right there.
Most other things didn’t matter—except for the Truth Drug still in the dormitory. Moreover, the production line for it was in the Biological Pool.
Li Aozi was speechless. Now he was stuck here, Dialan was unconscious again, and he couldn’t just leave and return to fetch the drug?
He had to rely on the players to trade it to him.
If she woke up and moved around freely, crashing into the Dinsional Barrier without the protection of Waning Moon, Dialan might be stuck in the second dinsion for life.
"Hey, please, big brother 10752, you’re my big brother. Please, don’t cause any trouble during this period, I beg you!"
Li Aozi muttered silently, unsure if it would have any effect.
He didn’t want to wait idly—considering the ti flow between the ga and reality, it could be days before they logged in and saw the task.
He needed to gather so resources and check if there were any survivors nearby.
Having a few more helpers would give him a better chance against Waning Moon.
He walked over to Dialan and shook her shoulder. "Hey, hey, wake up. Stop sleeping."
But Dialan frowned, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, as if she was experiencing a nightmare. Her face flushed, looking very unnatural.
"Nngh... ugh..."
Dialan’s lips moved slightly, her fingers curled weakly, making faint struggles.
Li Aozi frowned, placed his hand on her forehead, feeling the heat.
"Is she having a fever? No way. She just endured over a thousand degrees without issue, and now she can’t handle a body temperature of just over 50 degrees?"
Li Aozi murmured, suddenly feeling uneasy.
He looked at Dialan’s slim and slender fra—this girl was young but quite tall, about 1.75 ters, and her feet previously extended out of the bed made from desks.
Now, her feet had retracted within the desk surface, and her facial features seed more youthful. The soft breathing she made sounded more like that of a junior high school girl.
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