Chapter 13: Supreme God Devouring Omniversel Physique
His soldiers stood in an organized line, their Blue Soul Armor and Solfare weapons stained with blood and ash but their resolve unshaken. The Eternal Knights, their shields and adapted weapons—longswords, spears, and axes—still raised, formed a protective perimeter around the cave entrance, while the Eternal Archers and Rita's Elf Archers, their Solfare bows at the ready, maintained a vigilant watch from the ridge above. Acel, his fiery red Solfare spear glowing faintly, stood beside Zhao, his expression calm but alert. Valorn, Balor, and Lyra—the leaders of the Eternal Legion—stood nearby, their Solfare weapons reflecting the morning light, their Blue Soul Armor unscathed by the battle.
Zhao had spent time resting before the fight, knowing he couldn't enter combat tired, and now, after the swift victory, he felt a mix of exhilaration and disbelief. The winged lizardman alpha, a towering beast with green scales and massive wings, lay dead at the center of the hideout, its body riddled with arrows and consumed by Vac fire. Before moving out, Zhao knew they needed to check the drops from the alpha and assess his new talent, the Supreme God Devouring Omniversal Physique, awakened by the system after the battle's end. "Valorn," he said, his voice steady but tinged with curiosity, "check the alpha's drops. I want to see what it yields. And Acel, help me examine this new talent."
Valorn nodded, his broadsword Solfare resting across his shoulder as he approached the alpha's corpse, its massive form still smoldering from the barrage of arrows and Vac fire. "As you command, my lord." Acel stepped closer to Zhao, his spear at his side, ready to assist as Zhao focused inward, accessing the system's interface to explore his newly awakened talent. The system chimed, and a panel materialized before him, its golden text glowing faintly in the dim light of the ravine.
|Supreme God Devouring Omniversal Physique|
Rank: EX
Description: A physique forged by the infinite power of the Omniverse, capable of devouring and assimilating the essence of Anything. Grants complete physical resilience against lower ranks, the ability to absorb and refine unique bloodlines by only absorbing their bright sides and completely discarding their limitations, and the potential to transcend mortal limits. Enhances all physical attributes by 1000%, regenerates health and mana at a 500% normal rate, and provides immunity to all poisons, curses, and debuffs. As the supreme god, your soul and spirit are unshakeable; all attacks against them are nullified.
Zhao's eyes widened as he read the description, his mind struggling to comprehend the sheer scope of this EX-rank talent. The Supreme God Devouring Omniversal Physique was beyond anything he had imagined, its power surpassing even his initial EX-grade talent, "Plunder." The ability to absorb and refine unique bloodlines, discarding their limitations, and the complete immunity to soul and spirit attacks were particularly striking. It was a talent that could grow infinitely, drawing strength from every victory, every essence he consumed. Acel, observing his lord's reaction, spoke, his voice low and reverent, "My lord, this talent is extraordinary. It seems to draw power from your victories, enhancing your strength with each battle. The ability to refine bloodlines without their drawbacks... it's a power that could make you unstoppable."
Zhao nodded, his thoughts racing as he processed Acel's words. "It's more than I expected," he admitted, his voice tinged with awe. "This physique can devour and refine anything I defeat, turning their strengths into my own. If it can assimilate bloodlines, I need to see what it does with the alpha's drops."
Before he could elaborate, Valorn called out, his voice cutting through the silence, "My lord, the alpha's drops are ready." Zhao turned to see Valorn standing over the winged lizardman's corpse, a golden light emanating from its remains, signaling the system's activation. The soldiers gathered around, their disciplined ranks maintaining order as they awaited the results, their Solfare weapons and Blue Soul Armor a stark contrast to the ravaged hideout. Zhao approached his Solfare longsword still in hand and activated the drop interface, the system chiming as a panel appeared before him.
|Drops from Winged Lizardman Alpha|
Dragon Blood * 1