"Since I can't quite grasp the dark energy right now, I'll stick with my sword serpent," Karsha said, standing on a tall mountain. "Hopefully, one day, I'll be able to summon a teor made of swords to smash my enemies." He wanted to keep practicing, but after what he'd learned from the two ladies, he knew he had to wait until he could naturally sense the energy that kept getting him killed.
"Ti to see what's beco of my giant swords," Karsha grinned. As he spoke, the tall, dark avatar of the Dark Prince lood behind him like a nacing shadow. The dark sword pool erged, casting the whole area into a dark, ominous do.
"Damn, this alone is enough to make most people crap their pants," Karsha said, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. Ten million swords materialized, each one glowing gold and wreathed in crimson flas, crackling with electricity.
In an instant, the swords combined into a massive blade that even Karsha, the sword's owner, found sowhat restricting. The sword stretched out to about 500 ters long, its blade glowing golden. But it wasn't just golden—it was ablaze with red flas that roared like they'd never die out. Black and white lightning danced around the blade, giving it a look that was both elegant and dangerously fierce.
"This is too much," Karsha muttered, breaking into a cold sweat. For so reason, he couldn't fully sense the sword's power. It was like he wasn't quite ready to wield its full potential, unlike with the first level of the technique.
"Descend," he commanded, his voice firm and resolute. The ground trembled violently as the sword shot downward like a blazing shooting star, streaking across the sky before slamming into the mountain opposite him. The impact was explosive, the sword driving deep into the mountain with an earth-shaking force.
"Shit," Karsha muttered, his wings unfurling behind him. With a powerful flap, he shot backward, appearing 10 kiloters away instantly. The mont he was clear, a deafening boom erupted from the mountain as it crumbled.
The towering mountain was obliterated in an instant. Karsha's heart raced as he stared at the sheer devastation wrought by the giant sword. He'd anticipated many things, but turning a mountain over 10 kiloters tall into nothing with a single strike was beyond anything he'd imagined.
"Is this even my technique anymore?" Karsha wondered aloud, looking every bit the demon general with his intense gaze. His eyes were filled with a mix of awe and determination, a burning resolve to reduce everything to nothingness.
"If this is the power of the Giant Sword, then what about the Golden Colossal Sword Descent?" he pondered. At that mont, the avatar of the Dark Prince materialized once more, looming ominously behind him. Karsha turned his attention to the swirling dark pool, and as he expected, the tip of a golden sword began to erge.
As soon as the tip of the sword appeared, the mountain it was aid at started to tremble violently. Trees shook and toppled over, while stones cracked and splintered under the imnse pressure. The earth itself seed to convulse as if it were alive, reacting to the sword's presence.
Half of the sword erged, enveloped in roaring red flas and crackling with black and white lightning. The sheer sight of it, glowing with such destructive energy, was both awe-inspiring and terrifying. Karsha watched, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, as the sword continued to reveal itself.
"That is one huge sword," Karsha muttered, awestruck as the sword fully revealed itself—a 500-ter long, 100-ter wide blade with a razor-sharp, pointed tip. He gazed down at the mountain below, now riddled with cracks and nearly crumbled. The sheer force behind the sword was too much for the mountain to bear.
"Descend," Karsha commanded, gesturing downward. However, before he could even finish speaking, the sword shot forward, driving its full length into the mountain. The mont it made contact, the entire area trembled violently. In an instant, the space around the mountain tore like paper, revealing a dark abyss. When Karsha gazed into it, his vision went black.
When he opened his eyes, he was back in the rose garden. His face was slightly pale, sothing that shouldn't have been possible.
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"I died again. Fuck ," Karsha shouted in frustration. He had died just by witnessing the torn space. "How, just how?" Karsha was about to curse again when his eyes caught the flashing system ssage.
< Ding! Congratulations, your Golden Colossal Sword Descent has evolved into a Giant Calamity Sword. All attacks from it will carry 900% of the host's total attack power. It requires 900,000 Mana to activate. >
< Warning: The host cannot access the Celestial Mountains until fully healed. >
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"Damn," Karsha muttered, absorbing the information. "I guess there is so benefit after all this, but seriously, how am I going to keep practicing if all my training spaces are getting destroyed? I need to upgrade this space ASAP, or this is going to beco a huge problem."
The space was designed for his training, but if his techniques started destroying the place and killing him in the process, then there was no point in using it anymore. He might as well find a desolate place to train.
"I need to upgrade this place," Karsha muttered, quickly abandoning the idea of continuing with the Dark Prince Hell Art. He sat down beneath a tree and decided to rest for a while. He quickly drifted into a deep, relaxing sleep that lasted for two whole weeks. It was safe to say that, although the subspace was practically useless for training right now, it was the best place to catch so rest without spending too much ti in the outside world.
"I can't even practice the next level of the Sader's Ice Strike skill, seeing as the second level already destroyed two training spaces," Karsha grumbled. Three spaces had been destroyed already. The Dark Prince Hell Art had destroyed one, and if he used it again, it would probably destroy a few more. For now, he had to refrain from using such skills and focus on other things.
"I still have about 13 years to go. This is the best ti to train my other skills to their peak and upgrade them. Hehe, once this seclusion is over, things will turn chaotic," Karsha thought, a hint of excitent in his eyes. He didn't want to brag, but he was now akin to a one-man army. Just a single Ice-Fire Vortex would be enough to level an entire army within minutes.
Right now, his skills and techniques are far stronger than they should be. He might not fully understand it yet, but his unique class had been playing a major role in all of this. Unlike others, whose strength depended on their bloodline and the class they had awakened, Karsha's class was different. It amplified his abilities in ways he was only beginning to comprehend.
Karsha's class functions like a cultivation, and right now, it's just a level 1 unique class. However, the fact that his class is at level one doesn't an it's weak. On the contrary, from the mont he awakened it and gained the mutant bloodline, his class entered a new phase of evolution.
From the thousands of kills, the class has absorbed countless bloodlines. The more bloodlines it absorbs, the stronger it becos. Though the effects aren't imdiately visible, behind the scenes, it's doing more than just showing an effect.
His skills have constantly been undergoing evolution, sothing the system has facilitated. But this is also where his class cos into play. Whenever his skills upgrade, his class adapts, granting him the strength needed to wield such powerful techniques. As a Tier 5 existence, the highest skill he should be able to wield is supposed to be Tier 8, but in his arsenal are skills many tiers higher.
Karsha's class is a unique fusion of cultivation and adaptation. It's not just about gaining power through traditional ans; it's about integrating the strengths and abilities of countless bloodlines into a cohesive, ever-evolving form. This unique process has allowed him to surpass the limits of what should be possible for soone of his level.
His class has been absorbing and integrating various bloodlines, each bringing new abilities and strengths. This constant absorption and integration an that his potential is virtually limitless. Every ti he defeats a powerful enemy, he doesn't just gain experience or loot—he gains a part of their essence, their power, which his class then refines and makes his own.
This process has had a profound effect on his abilities. His skills aren't just upgraded in a linear fashion; they undergo a complete transformation, becoming far more potent than their original versions. This is why he can wield skills many tiers higher than what should be possible. His class ensures that he can handle the imnse power these skills require.
Karsha hadn't yet awakened his own bloodline, so he had to rely on the system and his class to wield such powerful skills. However, he knew that once he did awaken his own bloodline, he would be able to do much more. Additionally, once his class evolved, he would gain more control over the countless bloodlines he had absorbed. For now, he could only keep killing and absorbing more bloodlines.
"I'll start with Fire Beam," Karsha decided. "After all, it's my go-to skill. Without it, I wouldn't have managed to slay those Overlords without sustaining life-threatening injuries."
Karsha vanished from the Rose Garden and appeared in a new place. This area had towering trees on one side that seed to stretch endlessly, while the other side was a stony region with many jagged rocks.
"This place is perfect," Karsha mused. "I can practice all forms of elental skills here."
He summoned a sword, and his clone appeared, holding the sa sword.
"Alright, partner, ti to take this skill to the peak before upgrading it. We have to see what can be made out of it." Karsha smiled as the clone raised its sword and slashed it down.
Imdiately, the temperature shot up. A 50-ter-long arc made of pure flas shot out, slicing through the air and destroying everything in its path. Around the edges of the fla, small runes, which seed to have escaped Karsha's gaze, revolved within the crimson fla arc.
"Damn, is this the effect of the SSS level of the skill?" Karsha marveled.
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