Re-Awakening: I Ascend with a Legendary class

Almond floated in the sky.

Awooo!!

A wolf’s howl rang, shaking all space for kilometers.

’Came to court death? Humph. You may have become Grimverse’s resident, but this wolf has an intent of Violet Destruction from one of the master’s generals. Once you get struck by it, I’ll completely seal and capture you.’

’Almond Regalon Crowshade. I’ll serve my master satisfactorily by presenting you to him on a plate.’

Almond opened his eyes.

A slim, yet glassy black, six to one inch wide from tip to base, glittering with unreadable dark gold shining patterns.

Suddenly, those patterns shaped into a majestic, long dragon.

The wolf sensed the fighting spirit and pounced on Almond at once by tearing out of space ten meters away from Almond, its claws about to touch Almond.

But right before that, Almond drew his swords from his waist, his arms still crossed, but his eyes glowing with brilliance.

Dragon Series Sword Art, First Move—Hail of Devouring Sword Dragons.

Boom.

The skies ignited.

A 1000 sword dragons erupted outward, all within the first breath.

They didn’t fly like projectiles—they danced through dimensions.

The wolf had already blinked ten meters from Almond, tearing space with claws as it lunged—

But the dragons were already there.

Ten of them brushed past the wolf’s right shoulder.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of nanoblades exploded from within it, like blooming death petals. A third of the giant wolf’s limb was gone—disintegrated to dust mid-leap.

The beast howled, spiraling away, twisting its momentum into a counter-blink as void cracks opened around its body.

’Impossible—how—!’ Grimworld Tree was shocked.

Almond didn’t move. His sword still hummed softly in the air.

[Dragon Series Sword Art, First Move—Hail of Devouring Sword Dragons].

-Type: Annihilation/Absolute Area Offense.

-Rating: S+

-Projectiles: 100 per 1000 Life Power.

-Expansion: 100,000 nanoblades penetrate into the target per blade upon impact.

-Upon impact by other powers when raining, the blades absorb certain power and split into more blades.

The wolf reformed, its flesh flowing like cursed mist.

Then it began to warp its aura into tricks—mirror bodies, shadows in eight layers, space-looping claws. It conjured night orbs, burst them to fracture perception, trying to lure Almond into a half-second delay.

But Almond?

He repeated the same move.

Hail of Devouring Sword Dragons.

The dragons adapted.

Now they curved at impossible angles—one split mid-flight, becoming a spiral, following scent trails, not sight.

The wolf dodged five—but the sixth sword-dragon pierced through a shadow clone, then detonated within the space between shadows.

Boom!

The wolf’s left hind leg tore off, launched into space, and atomized before it hit the edge of reality.

These powerful moves were instantly destroying the Grimworld Tree’s fabric.

’He’s using the same move—but it’s never the same.’ Grimworld Tree felt anger rising. ’He is using this as mere practice…’

The wolf went full primal—roared, summoned Destruction Moons behind itself, three burning violet spheres that erased causality in a radius.

Grimworld Tree called more power and buffed the wolf, breaking one more layer of the power ceiling.

Almond stood still and felt a pulse of power. He could distribute 100,000 stat points extra.

Just as he added that in Trinity Power, the attacks came.

For the third time—

’Hail of Devouring Sword Dragons.’

This time, the sword dragons were thin as wires. They shot forward like golden black lightning, threading through time gaps—not just reacting to the wolf’s position, but to where it would be one second later.

The Destruction Moons detonated—

And the dragons pierced the center of the burst.

Silence. Then, implosions. One, two, three.

The Destruction Moons collapsed—eaten from inside out by micro-blades. The wolf recoiled—half its tail and entire right flank were gone.

It panted now. Shaking. Trying to understand.

Almond lowered the sword slightly. His voice was calm.

“It’s not a technique. It’s a principle.”

“Each Hail of Devouring Sword Dragons only needs to understand you once.”

“After that… it writes its own countermeasures.”

The wolf blinked backward—

But it was too late.

The fourth cast began. The dragon on the blade’s spine opened its mouth—this time, no sword dragons emerged.

Instead, all previously launched ones returned, rematerializing in the air behind Almond like a celestial formation of blades.

A constellation of death.

Hail of Devouring Sword Dragons – Bloom of End.

All the dragons suddenly vanished from behind Almond, and bloomed out of the wolf, from the countless nanoblades that were already absorbed into it that worked as perfect coordinators and catalyst for spatial transfer by releasing perfect oschillation vibrations, which were made from knowledge of Space of Oscillation Echo and Sand of VIbrant Wave that he had mastered to a certain extent.

Although that level wasn’t considered strong in Grimverse, the important thing was applying aspects of everything they learned uniquely in their craft.

Almond just did that.

As the swords bloomed out of the wolf, they spread into nanoblades, completely devouring it.

This was another thing.

Devouring was forcefully breaking down things using his most offensive aspects and transforming them into spirit, a type of energy for him.

Spirit Voiderran Realm was considered a Soul Talent in terms of Grimverse, so he still had it, and all people were living in that still.

His other talents like Heir of Oblivion and others, were gone. They couldn’t work now that he had become a Grimverse resident.

Those talents were bestowed by the power of the Grimworld Tree and the small cosmoverse it was sucking in.

“Humph, so what if you destroyed one wolf? There’s no need for me to reserve my power anymore.”

Almond heard a voice and suddenly felt a threat.

In the sky, hundreds of wolves and dragons, bearing exotic powers, and all at the peak of 4-star, appeared.

Each of them had a combat power of 3000 – 5000.

In comparison, Almond’s combat power recorded by Grimverse, appeared in his status.

[Almond Regalon Crowshade]

-Potential Rank: Grim.

-Grimstar: 4-star (9-star).

-Combat Power: [ 8490 ]

-Title: [ None obtained yet ]

-Grim Tree: The One Grim Blade.

-Grim Weapon: Dual Voidsoul Swords.

However, the number of enemies was too great, and Grimworld Tre was able to influence space, so it wasn’t wise to continue fighting.

Almond returned to the Spirit Voiderran Realm.

’I didn’t get to use my second and third moves of the Dragon Series Sword Art.’

During the past day, everyone had trained hard to create their moves.

The main thing was nurturing their Grim Tree and progressing it.

Almond’s Grim Tree—The One Grim Blade, allowed him to use ten variations of blades into one, freely having aspects of everything he learns and applies.

That was the first branch of his tree.

[The One Grim Blade]

—First Branch: Ten Into One. [6/10]

But so far, he has only managed to incorporate six types of blades. That was how high the requirement of entry-level techniques in Grimverse was.

He didn’t have enough understanding of powers to add four more.

He had an understanding of many aspects, but their level was not enough to apply them in Grimverse. Whatever everyone comprehended, they had to now put their mind into the higher world with more comprehensive laws present in the Grimverse to wield power.

And Grimverse has made it easier, but also harder for everyone.

“Alright, now that every single one of you is ready, we’ll start. The five origin entities belonging to the original cosmoverse are still there.” Levi’s eight eyes glinted.

“We have to save them and use their power to break out. We don’t have much time, so failure is not an option. Grimworld Tree will try to stop us, but we have to succeed.”