Game: God-level Aura, 100x Experience at the Start!

The Holy Spirit?![You successfully slew the Wind Spirit Holy Dragon, gaining 12 million Experience Points!]

[Level Up! Current Level: lv239!]

[Level Up! Current Level: ...]

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System notifications exploded in his mind like a string of firecrackers.

At the same time.

Brilliant golden light suddenly burst forth around White Night.

The light flickered repeatedly like a heartbeat, only slowly fading after dozens of flashes!

This time, he leveled up forty times in a row!

Feeling the immense power surging within him out of nowhere, it was as if a long-dry riverbed had been completely filled by a rushing torrent, and every part of his body was saturated with inexhaustible vital energy!

The mental fatigue left over from the intense battle instantly vanished.

White Night felt incomparably refreshed all over and couldn’t help but raise his head and let out a hearty low roar!

Boom—!

The sound carried the rumble of thunder, echoing endlessly between heaven and earth!

Afterward, he impatiently summoned his Personal Attribute Panel.

Looking at the soaring stats on it, a satisfied smile appeared on his face:

[Name: White Night]

Class: Raging Thunder Swordsman

Level: lv278

HP: 2.9 Billion

Mana: 1.65 Million

Attributes: Strength 300,000, Spirit 100,000, Agility 140,000, Constitution 160,000

Skills: Basic Combat Technique... Thunder Spirit Swordsman, Rushing Thunder - Soul Severing Slash, Myriad Thunder - Sword Rain Burial, Thunder Spirit - Blood Fury... The massive attribute leap from leveling up forty times directly multiplied his combat power several times over!

What was even more exciting was that with the rapid rise in level, four brand-new Lightning-type skills also awakened!

”Four new skills again, and one of them is an Ultimate Skill!”

A light of excitement flashed in White Night’s eyes, and he quickly checked the skill details:

...[Thunder Spirit Swordsman]

Type: Active Skill

Effect: Consumes 28,000 Mana points to summon two Thunder Spirit Swordsmen condensed from lightning. The Swordsmen’s level is the same as White Night’s, and they possess 80% of White Night’s attributes!

The Swordsmen wield Lightning Swords and master the skills [Lightning Stab] (deals 500% Strength bonus Lightning Damage to the target, with a 20% chance to trigger Paralysis) and [Thunder Shadow Step] (short-distance instant teleportation, avoids fatal attacks)!

The Swordsmen exist for 300 seconds or until their HP is depleted. They can be actively recalled by White Night, refunding 30% of the Mana cost upon recall!

If White Night is in a Thunder Domain, the Swordsmen’s attributes increase to 90%, and their existence time is extended to 500 seconds!

...[Rushing Thunder - Soul Severing Slash]

Type: Active Skill

Effect: Consumes 36,000 Mana points, infuses the sword with the power of thunder, and launches three consecutive slashes forward!

The first slash deals 800% Strength bonus Physical Damage plus 300% Spirit bonus Lightning Damage. The second slash increases damage by 20%, and the third slash increases damage by 50%, and is guaranteed to trigger the ”Thunder Tear” effect!

The three slashes can be released consecutively or interrupted mid-way. If all three slashes are completed, they inflict the ”Soul Severance” effect on the target (prevents the use of any recovery skills for 5 seconds)!

During release, White Night’s movement speed increases by 30%, and he can change his movement trajectory according to the direction of the slash!

...[Myriad Thunder - Sword Rain Burial]

Type: Active Skill

Effect: Consumes 45,000 Mana points, injects thunder and sword intent into the sky, summoning Lightning Swords within a 500-meter radius!

The long swords pour down like heavy rain. Each sword deals 900% Strength bonus Physical Damage plus 300% Spirit bonus Lightning Damage, causing a 0.5-second Lightning Stun upon hit!

The skill lasts for 5 seconds, with 1,000 long swords falling per second, covering the area without blind spots!

If the target is hit by more than 10 long swords during the skill duration, the ”Thunder Lock” effect is triggered (bound by lightning chains for 5 seconds, unable to move)!

When the skill is released, the designated sword fall area can be moved, but the range cannot exceed the initial radius!

...[Thunder Spirit - Blood Fury]

Type: Active Skill

Effect: Consumes 100,000 of the user’s HP per second, granting the ”Thunder Spirit Possession” status!

During this status, all attributes increase by 450%, and the damage of all Lightning-type skills increases by 50%!

The skill cannot be maintained and is automatically dispelled when HP drops below 10%... ”As expected of Lightning skills, they are too powerful.”

”And the Ultimate Skill, [Thunder Spirit - Blood Fury], is perfect for me!”

White Night clenched his fists excitedly after reading the skill descriptions.

[Thunder Spirit Swordsman] can attack and defend, [Rushing Thunder - Soul Severing Slash] has astonishing single-target burst damage, [Myriad Thunder - Sword Rain Burial] is an unbeatable area clearer, and [Thunder God - Blood Fury] is a killing move for turning the tide in desperate situations!

Moreover, with the Healing Aura, the negative effects of [Thunder God - Blood Fury] are not a problem at all!

With these four new skills, White Night’s combat power will experience another qualitative leap!

Feeling the surging power of thunder within him and the clear understanding of the skills in his mind, White Night looked toward the direction of Wind Chasing Holy City, his gaze growing sharper... A long while later.

White Night successfully entered Wind Chasing Holy City.

Inside the city walls, the streets were eerily empty.

Scattered across the bluestone-paved road were several weathered Spirit skeletons. A faint azure Wind Element halo lingered on the bones, but all signs of life were long gone.

The buildings on both sides were spire-topped attics. Deep green vines covered the wooden walls, and the window glass was shattered into spiderweb patterns. Occasionally, a breeze would pass through, causing the attic door panels to creak, a sound that was particularly jarring in the dead silent city.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, mixed with the scent of decaying vegetation, completely different from the fresh Wind Element outside the city.

The Holy City of the Wind Spirits was utterly silent inside, without a single Wind Spirit!

It was as if the eight King Wind Spirits and the Wind Spirit Holy Dragon were all the life that remained in this city.

A strange aura permeated the area.

Yet, the surroundings carried an indescribable sense of oppression, as if the entire city was weeping silently!

”Something is strange...”

White Night raised his vigilance to the maximum and cautiously explored deeper into the Holy City.

His footsteps were light, yet they still echoed clearly on the empty street.

Passing through the city streets, he soon arrived at the center of the Holy City.

There were no tall buildings here, only a circular plaza.

In the center of the plaza stood a massive Altar.

The Altar was entirely pale azure, carved from a single, immense piece of jade. The jade was warm and translucent, yet its edges were covered in hideous cracks.

The Altar was covered in mysterious runes. The runes were dim in color, occasionally flashing with a faint azure light, like the last gasps of a dying person... Surrounding the Altar were eight stone pillars carved with Wind Spirit patterns. The crystals atop the pillars were long shattered, leaving only fragmented bases.

At this moment.

A figure, covered in blood and horrific to behold, knelt in the center of the Altar.

Her limbs were twisted at unnatural angles. Her silver-white long hair was soaked in blood, sticking to her wounded body.

Her skin, which should have been smooth as jade, was now covered in deep, bone-visible gashes. Pale azure blood flowed from the wounds, gathering into small streams on the surface of the Altar.

White Night focused his gaze.

He discovered it was a completely nude female Wind Spirit!

She seemed dead, exuding an aura of decay from head to toe.

The next second.

White Night focused his vision, and the target’s attribute information immediately appeared in his eyes:

[Name: Lord of Wind Spirits - Liliana]

Rank: Saint Spirit

Level: lv299

HP: 10 Billion

Skills: Wind Spirit Holy Body, Lord of Wind, Wind Spirit Judgment - Thousand Wind Arrows, Holy Wind - Wind Spirit Cage, Holy Wind - Killing Storm, Wind Spirit - Impenetrable Holy Wall... ”It’s actually a Level 299 Saint Spirit unit!”

White Night’s eyes suddenly narrowed, and his heart was filled with shock.

A Saint Spirit unit—this is an existence one rank higher than a Hegemon!

Looking across the entire ”divine selection” world, Saint Spirit existences stand as terrifying beings at the top of the pyramid!

”Isn’t the difficulty of this Mythical-grade Quest a bit too outrageous?!”

He couldn’t help but complain internally.

Although he had leveled up many times and his combat power had soared, facing an existence that was just one step away from Deification was still incredibly stressful!

Whoosh—!

He took a deep breath, quickly calming his mind.

Just then.

In the center of the Altar, the blood-soaked Wind Spirit slowly raised her head.

Her cheeks were covered in bloodstains, but her eyes were astonishingly bright.

They were vertical pupils, the color of pure azure, yet devoid of any emotion, containing only cold silence.

She looked at White Night, slowly widened her mouth, and revealed a bizarre smile!

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