Re-Awakening: I Ascend with a Legendary class

It strained.

Because the numbers were no longer climbing steadily.

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Vael Drakhar

Points: 997,940 Kaedor Asgeron

Points: 996,884 Tharion Fluxbane

Points: 995,992 Vokren Ironpulse

Points: 994,870 Zevran Hollowflare

Points: 993,905

The moment the board stabilized, it destabilized again.

Not single kills.

—

He extended his hand.

They folded inward first.

Vael stepped forward into the chaos he created, the constructs reforming around him instantly.

—

Her Dreadling-derived constructs had evolved. They were no longer just winged predators. Some had elongated limbs that pierced through multiple targets at once. Others split mid-flight into smaller entities that reassembled after striking. The shadows themselves thickened, distorting depth perception.

They vanished.

Not blasted.

She reappeared behind the last survivor.

It touched his spine.

Points surged.

Kaedor Ashenveil stood within a storm of fire that had long stopped resembling flame.

One layer burned cold, freezing targets before igniting them from within. Another layer devoured energy constructs, causing attacks to collapse mid-flight. A third layer detonated in delayed pulses, triggering chain reactions seconds after impact.

The moment their attacks entered his domain, the flames reacted differently to each one.

Another bent.

Kaedor stepped forward.

They didn’t miss.

—

The battlefield responded.

One opponent leapt into the air.

Split mid-motion.

Crushed him downward into the ground.

Lyxara’s control extended further.

Points surged.

Tharion Fluxbane stood surrounded by rotating weapon systems that had evolved beyond static constructs.

A cannon became a blade mid-fire.

Every shot altered the battlefield geometry.

They redirected.

The first explosion forced them to leave.

The third detonated behind them.

A final blast erased all of them.

—

Her blade did not simply cut.

One enemy blocked her first strike.

His guard dropped.

He fell before understanding what had happened.

Points surged.

Vokren Ironpulse slammed his fist downward.

It twisted.

Wrapped around obstacles and targets.

He stepped forward.

Fighters lost footing.

Momentum betrayed them.

—

Each layer interacted with the others.

One slowed.

When an enemy attack entered the field, it was processed, altered, and then returned.

A beam curved into three separate streams.

Her counterattack followed instantly.

Points surged.

Zevran Hollowflare raised his hand.

They marked.

Then—

Not at once.

A fighter dodged one explosion and stepped into another that hadn’t existed seconds ago.

The battlefield became a delayed minefield of destruction.

—

Her strikes did not just damage.

Every movement forced a reaction.

She stepped forward, her blade tracing a curved path that forced her opponent to block. That block opened his side, which she struck, forcing him backward into another angle she had already prepared.

Points surged.

The moment the first crossed, the sky broke.

Then another.

All ten were engulfed.

The world around them dissolved.

Not destroyed.

Their bodies lifted, pulled through the light.

The space was vast. Empty. Controlled.

Before them were nine figures.

Around him, Lily’s Dreadlings shifted like a restrained storm.

Natalia’s arsenal rotated slowly, weapons shifting shape mid-motion.

Saffa’s spell formations hovered in quiet alignment. Clovelle stood motionless, her blade reflecting faint light.

Gopu rolled his shoulders.

Not force.

Vael stepped forward slightly, his constructs forming instinctively around him.

Kaedor’s flames flickered.

Everyone of them reacted.

Out of instinct.

All the awesome cards they got, and then combined those cards to acquire evolved powers…all of that belonged to these nine people.

“You’ve reached the threshold.”

But it carried weight.

“You’re no longer players.” Almond smiled. “You are now members.”

Vael narrowed his eyes. “Members…of what?”

…

Previously, the playground of losers filled with slaves, and the kingdoms that lorded over them, it was now transformed into a playground of chaos that would produce powerhouses for their Kingdom of Ananta Regalon!