Chapter 71 Advancement, Glory Realm!

As Semin returned from the battlefield carrying his heavy giant axe, his armor was already dripping with thick, fresh blood, his body torn and lacerated from the blows, yet it didn't bring him any trace of fatigue or weakness. Instead, it made him even more lively and vigorous, as fierce as a young man.

The situation on the front lines had stabilized, with the vanguard troops having withdrawn for resupply.

The reinforcements were currently holding the line, pushing it further into enemy territory.

The aberrant tide had been pushed back eighteen kilometers away.

The results of the battle were significant.

"How many aberrants did you kill today, kid?"

"This wound seems infected, don't forget to remind the priest to apply antibiotics."

"And you, don't sleep here, you'll damn well catch a cold, hurry up and move."

Every time he passed a soldier, the old man would pat their shoulders.

A few teasing remarks or scoldings.

Everyone laughed heartily, enjoying the joy of victory after the battle.

For this old general, every soldier was genuinely fond of him.

Because the old general was their true comrade-in-arms, always fighting at the forefront during large-scale battles, doing his best to protect every soldier on the front lines, even as he grew older, he still insisted on leading by example.

This was vastly different from those generals who only knew how to command from behind but were useless in actual combat.

Because of this, the relationship between Duke General and his subordinates was even closer.

Meanwhile, at this moment, the lord was also comforting the soldiers in the camp, but it seemed more like a politician inspecting than providing any real comfort, which made people nervous instead.

Although the lord's attire was modest and lacked the grandeur of the noble families, there was still a sense of dissonance as he stood there because he did not belong on the battlefield.

As for the members of the Smith family, it was even more pronounced.

It was said that since the High Priest arrived in Avalon City, the power of the Smith family had been gradually squeezed, and they had long disappeared from the public eye. Their sudden reappearance now was uncertain whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, but judging from the orders that had previously led the soldiers to engage in close combat with the aberrant tide, their stance of caring for the soldiers seemed a bit hypocritical.

Semin halted his steps and faced the lord directly.

"Duke General, you've worked hard."

The lord nodded slightly in acknowledgment, "I didn't expect the Duke family to find a way to counteract the immortalization. It can only be said that they are the most adept at fighting aberrants among the noble families."

The top members of the Smith family exchanged glances.

Especially Yuna among the crowd, wore a look of disbelief.

If the Duke family had a solution, why did they let the Duke General persevere for so long?

Or was it that in such a short time, they had truly achieved it?

No matter how one thought about it, it didn't make sense. There must be something fishy going on.

"Hmph."

Semin couldn't be bothered with small talk and walked past them.

The lord didn't get angry either, gently saying, "Since the situation on the battlefield has stabilized, please take a rest. The Sacred Council will convene in half an hour. It's imperative to thoroughly eradicate the Necro Cult within a week, otherwise, the aberrant tide may become endless."

He paused, "Otherwise, the aberrant tide may become endless."

Semin waved his hand, "Understood."

The lord watched him leave and turned around after a while, instructing, "Find out who found the method to counteract immortalization. I don't believe it's Lisa."

The top members of the Smith family nodded slightly and left.

Semin was about to walk towards the military tent when he saw his old comrade approaching.

Xia leaned on his cane, hurriedly walking to his side.

"What's going on?"

Semin asked in a low voice.

"Mike, the lightning attribute evolver, the recruit your niece has her eyes on. During the investigation, he found a folk song left by the Departed Department, which can counteract immortalization. But to protect himself, he doesn't intend to take credit and instead wants to give the credit to your niece."

Xia quickly said, "Your niece's chances of being crowned sacred just got better."

"What?"

Semin was surprised, "Is there such a good thing? Didn't he take someone else's credit for nothing?"

"You don't know how to play politics, do you?"

Xia sneered, "I've already tried to win him over. I even secretly took him to the Forbidden Repository and stole Long Lin's files. He's a precious lightning attribute evolver. If there's hope of reaching the level of elementalization, then he'll undoubtedly be a super genius in the future. And this super genius was originally nurtured by my Duke family, so he's half a member of my Duke family!"

Semin was stunned, "How shameless of you, you took it!"

Xia shrugged, "You're afraid even though you're brainless? I don't care anyway, I used your authority to access the Forbidden Repository. There's no difference between stealing and taking."

"Why haven't you died yet, old man?"

"Oh right, I also snipped half of the red sunflowers you've been nurturing."

"What? Why did you snip my flowers?"

"That kid needs them, but who knows what for."

"You bastard!"

"What's wrong?"

"Why don't you give him the other half too?"

Semin might be brainless, but he wasn't a purebred idiot.

If Mike could achieve elementalization, he would be the second Long Lin.

That was an extremely rare talent.

Even their Duke family didn't have such a violent one.

"You old fart, remember to remind my niece to be more attentive."

Semin snorted, "That young recruit of her age must prefer a young and beautiful major over an old man about to kick the bucket, understand?"

He still wanted to show off his wisdom.

"What did you say?"

Xia was furious.

However, at this moment, there was a faint echo of bells reverberating within the city.

The Sacred Council was about to begin.

"Do you want to freshen up before meeting the High Priest like this?"

Xia couldn't help but ask.

"I'll go like this so that everyone knows how fierce the battlefield is!"

Semin said in a pretentious manner.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you when you get scorned later."

Xia heard that the High Priest was very angry today, after all, they had just experienced an assassination attempt.

If she found anyone disagreeable now, that person would be in trouble.

Boom! A terrifying explosion resounded from the metal barrier, dozens of bright flashes illuminated the sky, and billowing smoke rose into the air, accompanied by the excited screams of the mechanics.

"You bastard! What's happening? Are we under attack?"

"Calm down, it's the sixth-generation Demolition Cannon of Noah's Organization that exploded..."

As night fell, Mike was already sitting on the rooftop of the dormitory, silently enduring intense pain, feeling like every cell in his body was boiling and screaming.

Deep in his brain, it felt like a giant beast was roaring.

This was the tenth day after he broke the cocoon.

And it was the day when his life energy accumulated to one hundred percent.

This promotion speed was abnormal. According to his understanding, it had surpassed even the direct descendants of the sacred families. After all, even with a large amount of sacred tree marrow, ordinary people still need a long time of meditation to squeeze the energy out of their cells. Therefore, high-load cultivation would exhaust them.

Moreover, depending on each person's comprehension of the Sacred Rhythm, the speed of squeezing the cells would also differ. Some people would be slow, while others would be exceptionally fast.

It was just like exercising in the gym.

It wasn't just about natural talent; it also depended on whether you could endure it.

Most people would find themselves unable to continue after a while.

After all, you had to let your body rest.

But Mike's situation was different. Every time he fell ill, it forced him to cultivate.

He couldn't stop.

That meant his cell division speed was like being put on ten times speed.

It almost burst his body every time.

And squeezing the cells of the diseased part wouldn't cause any damage to his body.

Unfortunately, as his body continued to evolve, his symptoms seemed to show no signs of improvement.

Instead, the pain became more and more severe.

But he had gotten used to it now, so it didn't matter.

After a long time, he ended his meditation state, and the life energy all over his body had reached its limit. The last piece of destiny fragment on his forehead shattered, and arcs of electricity flickered.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Isabelle hid in the corridor of the rooftop, peeking out half of her head to look at him.

"Okay my ass, it hurts like hell."

Mike rolled his eyes he had reached the limit within the Origin Realm category, and the progress of the destination had also been achieved synchronously. At this moment, he was about to lose control of the life energy in his body and the terrifying electric current swarming out of his cells.

"But are you sure you want to stay here with me?"

He couldn't help but say, "It might be dangerous later."

Isabelle nodded expressionlessly and said seriously, "I want to stay here. If Brother gets struck by lightning and dies, I can be the first one to collect your body."

"You're my good sister."

Mike twitched his eyes, "Should I send you back to the orphanage?"

Isabelle shook her head, "No."

Although she said so, the youth in her eyes was not shrouded in intense black, nor was it the vague gray she had seen before, but a pure white.

She knew that represented safety.

Boom!

Thunder rumbled.

Sure enough, after the explosion of the sixth-generation Demolition Cannon of Noah's Organization, a thunderstorm cloud formed in the high sky, and the rolling thunderous sounds echoed in the sky, seemingly not small in scale.

According to the information left by Long Lin, at this time, as long as you released the stored power in your body at the moment when the lightning struck, you could be accurately struck by the lightning.

Long Lin's memory crystal could help him instantly understand how to advance.

As for whether he would be struck by lightning and killed, that was unknown.

But the path to invincibility lay right before him, and there was no way Mike would give up.

This was the nature of the obsessive-compulsive crowd.

When he used to play games, he was the same way. If he knew there was the strongest equipment in the current dungeon, he would find a way to skip class to get it ahead of time.

Why use anything inferior when you can get the best?

He'd rather die gloriously in the newbie village than eke out an existence to the end just to get beaten up.

The horizon in the darkness was shrouded by terrifying storm clouds, as a searing hot bolt of lightning tore through the night sky, accompanied by a thunderous roar that woke up the entire city.

It was at that moment that Mike forcefully broke through his shackles.

Boom.

A thick bolt of lightning struck down, hitting him squarely on the head!

In an instant, the memory chip on his forehead shattered, and a violent flood of memories washed over his brain, accompanied by endless searing lightning and rolling thunder. His body began to tremble instinctively, unleashing the power of electricity.

Endless electricity seemed to converge into a massive electric cage.

The bolt of lightning from the sky did not directly hit his brain.

Instead, it was drawn by the raging current, step by step, into his body.

He felt as if he was enveloped in an endless sea of electricity.

The level of his life had evolved!

Amidst the all-encompassing hallucinations, he seemed to see a golden heavenly path.

Intertwined like tree roots.

And he had taken the second step on this path.

The Kabbalah Tree of Life system, the path of evolution.

The second realm is the Glory Realm.

Accompanied by the refinement of his soul and flesh, the level of his life had finally evolved.

Not only that, but Praxis' memories came flooding in like a breaking dam.

Mike's brain was in agony, his body could barely endure it, and the violent electric arcs bursting from within emitted a brilliant blue glow, like a searing armor covering his entire body. Scorching light gathered at his fingertips, flickering in the darkness, ready to explode at any moment.

The savage power had shattered all his reason.

He fell to his knees, howling in pain, his eyes filled with shattered lightning.

Isabelle, seeing this, gently pressed her bloodied fingertip to his lips.

After the blood entered his throat, it was as sweet as the most delicious dew.

The raging electric arcs within Mike gradually calmed, and his consciousness slowly returned from the endless sea of thunder and lightning. The excruciating pain of shattering was gradually subsiding.

He... had succeeded.