Show menu NOVEL BIN5Novel Reborn with Infinity Skill Points, I Enslaved All Universes Chapter 64 -64-Alice's RequestREBORN WITH INFINITY SKILL POINTS, I ENSLAVED ALL UNIVERSESC64 -64-Alice's Request
Chapter 64: Chapter64-Alice's Request
For a moment, Alice felt as though she were dreaming.
In her understanding, gods were beings that stood far above mortals, distant and untouchable. Everything she had learned about them over the years supported this belief. Gods, by their very nature, did not praise individuals. They might bestow blessings, offer signs, or demand obedience—but personal compliments? Never.
And yet... had she just been praised by one?
Her breathing quickened involuntarily as the realization dawned on her: her performance had earned the recognition of a god.
Just then, the commanding voice of Daniel echoed once more beside her ears, his tone deep and solemn:
"You have offered a sacrifice. As such, I shall reward you accordingly."
At almost the exact moment those words rang out, Alice felt a strange sensation bloom within her mind.
Something foreign had taken root in her consciousness.
A line of divine script flashed before her inner sight:
[God Rank Skill: Godspeed Step]
Alice's eyes widened in shock.
A God Rank Skill?
Was this... really happening?
She stood frozen, dumbfounded. This wasn't just any ordinary power—this was a skill that belonged exclusively to gods. It represented authority, not just combat ability. For a mortal to wield such a thing was unheard of.
And yet, the great being before her—Crossbridge himself—had just granted her the right to use one!
Without fanfare. Without conditions.
Just... given.
Her entire body trembled as a wave of awe washed over her.
Then came Daniel's voice again, calm and powerful:
"I have granted you the usage rights to a God Rank Skill. I trust this will aid you in strengthening your abilities."
"Continue your offerings. Serve me well. And I shall grant you even more."
Those words struck Alice's soul like thunder.
She began to shake—not out of fear, but from sheer reverence and excitement. No one understood better than she what such generosity truly meant.
This was not merely a power-up.
It was an elevation of status.
She was no longer just a talented Awakener from the elven royal family. She was now someone who wielded a divine power—one normally exclusive to gods.
She had become a dimensional force, far beyond her peers.
With her innate SSS-grade talent and now the blessing of a God Rank Skill, Alice had effectively leapt to an entirely different level of combat capability.
And the skill she had received—[Godspeed Step]—seemed tailor-made for her. It significantly boosted her agility, her greatest strength. Now, she wasn't just fast—she was untouchable.
Her combat strength had skyrocketed by dozens of times in an instant.
Daniel, watching from the throne cloaked in divine mist, allowed himself a faint smile.
He wouldn't be this generous with just anyone.
But Alice was different. She was his devotee.
The stronger she became, the more she could contribute—through sacrifices, through offerings, through power. Her growth would fuel his own.
And if she grew powerful enough to bring back more divine relics, rare materials, or faith energy... it was a win-win situation.
A moment later, Alice finally calmed herself.
Her thoughts cleared, and she looked once more toward the throne of fog where the divine being sat. She now knew, beyond all doubt, that this god would shape her destiny.
She would serve him faithfully—with reverence and unwavering devotion.
She bowed deeply, her voice trembling with sincerity:
"Praise be to you, great Lord Crossbridge. It is my honor and privilege to serve you."
But then, she paused.
A hesitation. A thought.
She remembered something—something she had buried beneath her daily struggles. A problem she had assumed was insurmountable.
Her Star Upgrade Quest.
Originally, she had nearly given up hope. The requirements were simply too extreme. She had lacked the power, the connections, the knowledge.
But now, with Daniel's reward... she realized there was a chance.
She hesitated for just a moment before speaking again, her tone humble but urgent:
"Great Lord Crossbridge, your loyal devotee Alice faces a troubling obstacle. I have encountered a roadblock in my attempt to complete my Star Upgrade Quest... and I require your assistance."
From atop the divine throne, Daniel's calm voice responded at once, unwavering:
"Speak. What challenge stands before you?"
Alice took a deep breath and explained:
"My Star Upgrade Quest has a requirement I cannot fulfill with my current strength. I am asked to acquire two God Rank Skills and to clear several underground labyrinths in Hell Mode."
"Thanks to your recent blessing, I now possess one God Rank Skill. With it, I believe I can clear the labyrinths."
"However... I have no way of obtaining another God Rank Skill. No path. No opportunity. I am left with no choice but to seek your divine help."
Daniel let out a soft sigh in his heart.
As expected of a Star Upgrade Quest tied to an SSS-tier talent. The difficulty was beyond mortal reach.
Even for someone like Alice—princess of the elven race—this quest was a wall she could not scale alone.
God Rank Skills were not something one could buy off the market. These were not skills you found in books or loot chests. They were divine authorities, passed down through inheritance or granted by higher beings.
And Alice had no channel through which to receive them.
If he didn't intervene, she would remain stuck as a low-level Awakener, her talent wasted.
He made his decision swiftly.
"Understood."
Raising one hand, Daniel pointed his finger toward Alice.
In that moment, another surge of unfamiliar knowledge poured into Alice's mind.
[God Rank Skill: Hymn of Life]
The moment she perceived its effects, Alice froze again.
She couldn't believe it.
This... this skill was monstrous.
As a high-agility, long-range unit, Alice had always suffered from a major drawback: low HP. Even with her powerful talent, her durability had remained limited.
But now?
This skill—granted by the great Crossbridge—completely erased that weakness.
Endless HP stacking.
An unheard-of effect.
A skill so overpowered, so terrifying, it defied all logic.
Even among myths and ancient tales, she had never heard of anything like this!
Just as she was still reeling from the shock, Daniel's voice came again:
"I am temporarily authorizing you to use this God Rank Skill."
"But you must understand—I will not always answer your requests."
There was a reason Daniel said this. The truth was, even he didn't possess that many God Rank Skills.
Including [Time Stream], he only had four.
And [Time Stream] was unique—it couldn't be granted or transferred to anyone else.
That meant he could only share three of his remaining God Rank Skills.
If he kept handing them out this freely, he would soon run out—and be left with nothing to reward his future devotees.
So he had to set expectations now.
Daniel added a warning:
"My devotee, remember this well. Every gift I bestow upon you comes at a price."
"Equivalent exchange—this is my doctrine."
Alice immediately fell to her knees, lowering her body as low as she could, and whispered with deep gratitude:
"Great Lord Crossbridge, Alice understands. Thank you for your boundless generosity!"
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Chapter 65: Chapter65-A New God Rank Skill
When Alice opened her eyes once more, she was startled to find herself back inside the familiar wooden cabin.
Everything that had happened just moments ago felt like a dream—too surreal, too divine to be real.
The blessings, the praise, the overwhelming presence of Lord Crossbridge...
Was that all... real?
For a few moments, Alice stood frozen in place, half-wondering if her memory had played a trick on her. But then, she sensed it—an undeniable flow of divine energy circulating within her body. The presence of those two God Rank Skills. That power wasn't illusion. It was real.
All of it had happened.
And to her, it was nothing short of a miracle.
Finally, the long-elusive Star Upgrade Quest finally had a path forward.
The best part? The cost had been... surprisingly low. All she had offered up were a few rare skill books from the Elf Vault.
They were indeed precious in name, but in reality, they had been gathering dust for generations. If they had any practical use, some elven queen would have already mastered them by now. But they hadn't. Which meant, to Alice, it was like trading obsolete relics for divine treasure.
Two God Rank Skills—in exchange for items that no one in her realm had ever truly needed?
She had hit the jackpot.
"Praise the great Lord Crossbridge!" she thought, her heart brimming with joy.
She couldn't help but feel a small, guilty sense of happiness blossom in her chest. Becoming a god's devotee really was the best decision she had ever made.
And more importantly, she had been lucky. She hadn't sworn loyalty to some malicious or tyrannical deity—but to a generous one. A benevolent one.
If her chosen god had been one of the dark and twisted ones whispered about in ancient tales, Alice suspected she wouldn't even be alive right now.
Of course, what she didn't know was that from the very moment she had established her divine connection with Daniel, she had already come under the influence of a peculiar force—[Mist].
In fact, even Daniel himself had failed to notice that one of the God Rank Skills on his panel had vanished—[Mist] was no longer listed.
But that was exactly how [Mist] operated. Its nature was that of absolute concealment—its existence was designed to be forgotten.
Even when noticed for a brief moment, the mind would automatically skip over it, as though it had never been there.
Meanwhile, the Divine Council once again returned to its quiet, empty state.
Daniel's consciousness had already returned to the Challenger's Labyrinth.
Unbeknownst to him, time had flown by. It was already 11:36 p.m.
He never would have guessed that in less than a single day, so many monumental changes would take place in his life.
After exiting the underground labyrinth, Daniel did not return to his residence immediately. Instead, he turned his attention toward something far more important:
[God Rank Skill Compendium].
He was now level 60.
With that milestone, more entries in the God Rank Skill Compendium had been unlocked—up to the 87th rank.
But as soon as he started browsing through the new entries, a headache began to creep in.
The synthesis requirements for these newly unlocked God Rank Skills were... absurd. Some required materials he'd never even heard of.
One entry caught his attention:
[God Rank Skill: Mad Lands]
Effect:
All lifeforms affected by this skill will gradually descend into madness, ultimately losing all rational thought.
"Whoa..." Daniel muttered. "That's terrifying."
This skill didn't kill the body—but it completely obliterated the mind. A mental annihilation. The enemy might still be breathing, but they'd no longer be a conscious entity.
In other words, this skill was essentially a one-shot kill to logic and reason. Even if someone as powerful as the Human Emperor or a demigod-rank powerhouse encountered it, they'd likely fall victim if unprepared.
But then Daniel glanced at the synthesis requirements.
"10 billion gnome souls. 10 billion human souls. 10 billion elven souls..."
"WHAT!?"
To learn this skill, he'd basically have to commit genocide across every known race?!
Absolutely not.
This was definitely a skill designed for an evil god—no doubt about it. If he even tried to fulfill those requirements, he'd probably become a universal enemy and get hunted down by every alliance on the continent.
Daniel shook his head vehemently and immediately skipped over that option.
He kept scrolling.
Then another one appeared:
[Protection of Gods]
Effect:
Increases Shield Points by 3000x. Can also be actively cast on other units.
A straightforward support skill. No tricks, no conditions—just a massive, group-based shield boost. On the battlefield, this kind of skill could dramatically improve survival rates.
He looked at the crafting materials.
"100,000 gnome cores. 100,000 shield-related skill books."
Gnome cores—essentially the crystallized hearts of gnome beings after death.
Due to the gnome race's unique physiology, their hearts turned to stone upon death and became extremely valuable resources. Because of this, gnomes were frequent targets of assassination attempts.
But their technology was so advanced that such attacks rarely succeeded.
Even on the black market, a single gnome core could fetch over 1 billion gold coins—and that's when someone was even willing to sell.
So 100,000 gnome cores?
Absolutely impossible for Daniel right now.
On the other hand, collecting 100,000 shield-related skill books seemed more manageable. He already had a few thousand, and if he kept clearing underground labyrinths, he might be able to grind his way there.
This was the harsh reality of God Rank Skills.
Every single one came with a cost that would make the average person weep.
Still, Daniel wasn't ready to give up. He kept browsing until, finally, one skill caught his eye:
[Eye of Insight]
Effect 1:
Converts your Mind Power into a perception field. The higher your Mind Power, the larger the field. Within this field, you can perceive all information about the environment. Entities below divine rank cannot detect this ability.
Effect 2:
Effortlessly see through disguises and illusions. Detect the opponent's true form.
Now this... was something useful.
With this skill, Daniel could potentially uncover the Human Emperor's true intentions—or more generally, see through lies and hidden dangers.
It was perfect.
He was well aware that with his rising fame, more and more schemers and manipulators would be drawn to him. His power was strong—but still not at the level where he could take on demigods.
And while [Time Stream] could help him reverse situations, it didn't help him identify the culprits behind the scenes.
[Eye of Insight] was the perfect countermeasure. The best kind of trap was the one you saw coming.
He remembered reading a report once: among high-tier Awakeners and demigod-rank powerhouses, the highest death rates didn't occur in labyrinths—they happened in the real world, due to "accidents."
But who really believed those were accidents?
They were betrayals, ambushes, and assassinations.
That's why [Eye of Insight] was essential.
He checked the synthesis recipe again.
He had almost everything he needed—except for one item:
20 Griffin's Eyes.
It didn't seem like much.
But Daniel knew better.
He'd seen these items before at the Multiracial Commerce League. They weren't rare because they were hard to find—no, they were rare because of the price.
Each eye cost several billion gold coins.
A steep price indeed.
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Chapter 66: Chapter66-Manager Harry's Shock
Castle Mington – Multiracial Commerce League
"Manager Harry, here's a list of all the materials I need. Please make sure to gather them as quickly as possible."
Harry, seated comfortably in his office, was jolted upright as a figure suddenly appeared before him. His heart skipped a beat—until he recognized the person.
It was His Highness, Daniel.
A broad smile immediately lit up Harry's face.
Just days ago, Harry had received a personal commendation from the head of the Commerce League, all thanks to this man—Daniel. If it hadn't been for that chance encounter and his decision to personally attend to Daniel's request, Harry knew his own future would have been completely different.
By all rights, Harry lacked the qualifications and background to ever rise to such a high position within the League. But fate had smiled on him.
He was now the vice head of the Mington Branch of the Multiracial Commerce League—a title he could scarcely have dreamed of before meeting Daniel.
"Your Highness Daniel," he said with a respectful bow, "what materials do you need? I'll head to the warehouse immediately. If we have them, they're yours—no payment necessary. We're family here, after all."
Hearing that, Daniel couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
The Commerce League truly knew how to build relationships.
This was no simple act of generosity. They were making it crystal clear that they valued Daniel and saw great potential in him. After all, the Multiracial Commerce League was not a charity—it was a profit-driven, elite economic force. For them to waive payments... it could only mean one thing:
They were investing in him.
"I've listed everything I need right here," Daniel replied calmly, handing over the list.
Harry accepted the document and began skimming it—until his eyes landed on a particular item.
His face twitched slightly.
[Griffin's Eye]?
Wasn't that an ultra-rare material that only dropped—very occasionally—from specific underground labyrinth bosses?
If memory served, the Mington branch had exactly one in the warehouse, and even that was more of a collector's item than anything else.
But Daniel wanted twenty!?
Was this a joke?
To put things in perspective, even if every human Awakener across the continent worked non-stop for a year, they likely wouldn't be able to collectively gather twenty Griffin's Eyes.
Worse still, each one cost a fortune.
Harry cleared his throat carefully before speaking, "Your Highness, I must be honest. We currently have only one Griffin's Eye in stock. Its listed price is 1 billion gold coins—and that's already at a discount."
Daniel's expression didn't change much, but the corner of his mouth twitched ever so slightly.
One billion? For one?
He had thought himself fairly wealthy. After selling off mountains of equipment and high-tier loot, his total assets had reached several dozen billion gold coins.
But if one Griffin's Eye cost 1 billion, then twenty would be 20 billion.
That was... ridiculous.
For a single material?
But as Daniel thought about it more, he realized the price was actually quite fair.
Griffin's Eyes weren't common drops—they only came from certain rare labyrinth bosses and even then at extremely low drop rates. The supply was minuscule, and the demand endless.
In that sense, the Commerce League wasn't overcharging. If anything, they were offering him a favor.
Still, he needed to find a way to cover the cost.
Daniel thought for a moment and then said, "I don't have 20 billion on hand right now. But I do have items I can sell. Could I trouble you to begin sourcing the Griffin's Eyes? If it requires a premium to expedite, I'm willing to pay extra."
He'd done some mental calculations already. Between the high-grade equipment and assorted rare materials he'd recently acquired, he should be able to earn well over 200 billion gold coins in total.
Buying Griffin's Eyes should be well within his means.
Harry's face grew serious as he stood up, bowing once more.
"Rest assured, Your Highness. I will handle this personally. As long as it's within our reach, the Commerce League will devote every resource necessary to serve you."
"Griffin's Eyes are rare, but we do maintain interregional stocks. It will take some coordination and time to have them delivered here, but I can guarantee you—this will be the fastest and most cost-effective way to obtain all twenty."
Daniel nodded in satisfaction.
Their efficiency and sincerity impressed him.
"How long do you estimate it will take for them to arrive?" he asked.
Harry furrowed his brow slightly, calculating rapidly in his mind.
"At most two hours, Your Highness. I'll ensure they're delivered to you within that timeframe."
Two hours?
Daniel nodded again. That was acceptable.
He then reached into his backpack and casually withdrew 500 pieces of high-quality equipment, placing them in the Commerce League's inventory vault.
The estimated value of this batch alone was enough to offset the 20-billion cost of the Griffin's Eyes.
"If that's not enough," Daniel added casually, "you can come back to me. There's more where that came from."
And with that, he vanished in a flash of light.
Harry was left standing in stunned silence, staring at the mountain of gear left behind.
What... just happened?
He slowly walked forward, examining the equipment one by one. Every piece was top-tier—many from World Rank bosses, some even from Hell Mode labyrinths.
This kind of equipment wasn't just rare—it was treasured. On the open market, any one of them could fetch tens of millions of gold coins. On a good day? Over a hundred million.
And Daniel had just...
Dropped 500 of them like he was tossing trash.
Was he for real?
Just thinking about the yearly production rates, Harry's head started spinning. Across the entire human domain, only three to four hundred such items were produced each year. And most were immediately snatched up by top factions.
The average Awakener? Might be lucky to see one in their entire life.
And Daniel had just thrown out five hundred.
If word of this ever got out, major clans and elite guilds would go absolutely insane.
And then there was Daniel's last sentence...
"There's more where that came from."
Just how many treasures did he have?
Harry was beginning to suspect that Daniel's strength—and influence—was far beyond anything he could comprehend.
After leaving the Multiracial Commerce League, Daniel didn't head straight for another underground labyrinth.
Instead, he took a leisurely stroll through Castle Mington.
One couldn't remain in a constant state of tension forever. There had to be balance—rest and recovery were essential.
Yesterday had been exhausting. He hadn't had a single moment to breathe.
Even Daniel felt a touch of fatigue setting in.
So today, he decided to relax. To unwind. To maybe indulge in some of the city's local delicacies.
As he walked, he pulled out his communicator and casually browsed the latest headlines.
The moment the screen lit up, several breaking news articles jumped out at him:
"Terra Fortress has lost all contact. A joint investigation team will be dispatched by multiple races."
"Underground rail transport to Terra Fortress suspended—possible structural collapse detected."
"All signals from Terra Fortress have gone dark. Officials suspect interference from hostile forces."
Daniel's brows furrowed slightly.
Especially now that he knew about the existence of the Millennial Apocalypse, he couldn't help but see every incident through a darker, more conspiratorial lens.
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Chapter 67: Chapter67-Star Upgrade Quest
After casually tossing the empty snack bag into the trash bin,
Daniel immediately felt refreshed. A ten-minute break was more than enough for him.
After all, he was no longer an ordinary person, but a One-Star Awakener.
Both his physical condition and mental resilience had improved to extraordinary levels.
With just a brief moment of relaxation, he could fully reengage in the battles ahead.
Once everything was in order, Daniel activated the skill [Time Stream],
rewinding himself back to the exact moment he had just left the Multiracial Commerce League.
Getting the benefits of rest without wasting time—
That was his true pursuit.
He didn't linger or waste a single second. Instead, Daniel made his way straight toward the Star Upgrade Hall.
What awaited him next was his second Star Upgrade Quest.
No one knew when the Millennial Apocalypse would descend upon the world,
but Daniel wasn't willing to squander a single moment before it arrived.
With every small increment in strength, his chances of survival would improve just a little more.
Because in the face of the Apocalypse, even Demigod-rank powerhouses might fall.
Only by continuously growing stronger could one grasp even a sliver of hope for survival.
And with his current level capped at 60, his stats were far from enough.
Five Minutes Ago – Terra Fortress
In a secluded mechanical vault, the gnome chieftain stood warily in front of a circular steam-powered construct.
This device was forged from an array of rare materials, and its outer shell was made from Nebula Iron,
a metal known for its near-impenetrable toughness.
Even a Demigod-rank berserker would require at least twenty minutes of full-force assault
to even think of cracking open the shell.
"Has the Grand Scholar arrived yet?" the chieftain asked grimly.
"Chieftain, Grand Scholar Quinn is en route..."
"I'm already here."
A calm, authoritative voice interrupted.
Grand Scholar Quinn stepped into the room, clad in a long robe reserved for elite scholars.
He wore thick-lensed glasses perched on his nose, a symbol of both wisdom and meticulousness.
Among the gnome race, no one possessed more knowledge than Quinn.
Even the current chieftain would bow respectfully in his presence.
After all, this scholar had lived for over 2,100 years and had survived two of the past Millennial Apocalypses.
But even someone of Quinn's vast experience could not hide the change in his expression
the moment he laid eyes on the circular mechanical construct before him.
Because, just moments ago, he had unleashed every identification skill in his vast repertoire—
and still, the construct remained labeled as [Unknown].
That's right.
The skills he had honed and taken pride in for over two millennia were completely useless against this mysterious device.
And just then—
A small switch on the surface of the steam construct snapped open with an audible click.
Upon seeing the switch, a shiver ran down Grand Scholar Quinn's spine.
He instantly realized: this was no activation button.
It was a taunt, a provocation by madmen—
a sign that something catastrophic was about to happen.
Thirty seconds.
That was the maximum amount of time they had left.
Quinn's face contorted in horror. He spun around violently and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Are you all trying to die?! GET OUT OF HERE, NOW!"
His voice was sharp, explosive, and filled with desperation.
The gnomes in the chamber froze, startled by the sudden outburst.
Their expressions were blank, confused.
Why panic? This was Terra Fortress—the safest place in their domain.
Where else could they possibly go?
Besides, most of the gnome elite were stationed right here to defend it.
Surely, the powerful defense arrays they had constructed over the years weren't just for show?
But seeing no one move, Quinn's eyes filled with rage.
"ARE YOU ALL DEAF?! RUN!! NOW!!"
He turned toward the chieftain, voice cracking:
"Chieftain, if we don't run now, there'll be no time left!"
The gnome chieftain finally caught on.
Sensing the imminent threat in Quinn's voice, he immediately roared at the others:
"Everyone, evacuate! Run as far as you can! NOW!"
Though the surrounding gnomes still had no clue what was going on,
they didn't dare defy the orders of the Grand Scholar and the chieftain.
Hesitating no longer, they began to flee the fortress in panic.
Star Upgrade Hall
Daniel now stood once more at the entrance of the Star Upgrade Hall,
feeling a rush of mixed emotions.
By now, this was already his third visit today.
For most Awakeners, entering the Underground Labyrinth even once a day would be considered a luxury.
But Daniel? He was already pushing the boundaries of possibility.
"Guess I really am a freak," he chuckled to himself.
As he placed his hand once again on the glowing crystal,
a new notification appeared before his eyes:
the 2-Star Upgrade Quest had been issued.
It was, unsurprisingly, an SSS-rank quest—
offering zero alternatives, forcing Daniel onto the path of extreme difficulty.
Thankfully, his skill [Mist] masked any anomalies from the outside world,
preventing the hall's unusual energy fluctuations from being noticed.
He turned his attention to the floating task panel before him.
But to his surprise, the screen was completely blank.
"What the...?"
Daniel blinked, slightly taken aback.
This was the first time he had ever encountered something like this.
Could the system have bugged out?
But just as he was thinking that, a series of tasks began slowly appearing on the interface—
one line at a time.
[Star Upgrade Quest – Phase One]
Task 1: Become a devotee of a god. (Completed – You have become a devotee of Crossbridge.)
Task 2: Clear the Hell Mode version of the Challenger's Labyrinth. (Completed)
Task 3: Hunt and kill a monster tainted with god (or demon lord) aura. (Incomplete)
Phase One Rewards: Choose any God Rank Skill ranked below #80 ×1
Seeing the list, Daniel paused—then smirked faintly.
To think... two out of the three tasks were already accidentally completed.
But what made him even more baffled was the first task.
A god? Wasn't that... me?
Wait—
Did that mean... he had become his own devotee?
Daniel's mind struggled to keep up with the twisted logic.
Still, he wasn't about to get hung up on the details.
The tasks were done, and that was all that mattered.
The second one, clearing the Hell Mode Challenger's Labyrinth, had been completed purely by coincidence as well.
Only the third task now remained, and this one needed to be taken seriously.
"Monsters tainted with god or demon lord aura?"
Daniel frowned, narrowing his eyes as he tried to recall the details.
These weren't ordinary monsters.
They were lesser creatures that had somehow become contaminated
by the aura of a god or a demon lord.
Even the slightest trace of divine energy could dramatically elevate a creature's lifeform.
The first—and most immediate—side effect of this contamination was: intelligence.
In other words, these corrupted creatures were no longer brainless beasts.
They had gained sapience, and they even had a collective name: The Favored.
In terms of raw power, World Rank Bosses might surpass them.
But in cunning and adaptability, the Favored were far more dangerous.
Because they could think.
They could hide among the myriad races of the world—
camouflaging themselves, infiltrating civilizations—
making them nearly impossible to detect.
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Chapter 68: Chapter68-The Favored
For Daniel, killing these so-called Favored was never the difficult part—the true challenge was locating them.
Tracking their movements, identifying their disguises, and predicting their appearances required more than just brute force. It took precision, intelligence, and a wide-reaching information network.
Still, the reward for this particular mission was nothing to scoff at.
A guaranteed God Rank Skill—ranked beyond 80th.
Not bad at all.
The only question was... would the reward include both the skill and its full synthesis recipe with materials?
Daniel considered this for a moment but didn't dwell on it too much. Compared to acquiring a single God Rank Skill, he was far more interested in the transformation that would come after completing his Star Upgrade Quest.
Still, he had to admit—being awarded a God Rank Skill for just the first phase of the quest was already extraordinarily generous. Typically, early-stage mission rewards were meager at best—meant more as encouragement than true power-ups.
Which begged the question: If the first phase awarded a God Rank Skill ranked in the 80s, what incredible treasures would be granted in the second and third stages?
The thought alone made Daniel's long-dormant excitement return with renewed intensity.
But first, he had to focus on the task at hand—hunting down the Favored.
Unfortunately, that wasn't something he could afford to do personally. The process would be far too time-consuming, and his schedule was packed with higher priorities.
So instead, he opted for a more efficient route.
He picked up his communicator and began flipping through his contact list. After a brief search, he selected a particular name and began typing:
"Regarding the royal title matter—would it be possible for us to discuss it face-to-face?"
"I'm currently in Castle Mington. I'll be available in two hours. I also want to inquire about the whereabouts and details regarding the Favored."
At that very moment, the Human Emperor was en route to Terra Fortress.
Located in the deep southern regions of the human domain, Terra Fortress had once been the crown jewel of all civilizations—a city of unmatched prestige and prosperity. But now, it had gone completely dark.
All communication lost.
Even the Human Emperor himself felt the need to investigate what exactly had occurred.
Yet just as his journey began, he received Daniel's message.
After reading it, he halted his procession.
He had already dispatched an elite team to investigate Terra Fortress. His presence wouldn't change the outcome significantly.
But meeting with Daniel, a newly ascended True God's inheritor—now that was a rare and valuable opportunity.
Truthfully, the Human Emperor had long wanted to speak with Daniel in person.
As for the meeting time—two hours later—that was perfectly acceptable.
He replied without hesitation:
"Understood. We'll meet in Castle Mington in two hours."
"Regarding the Favored, I'll have my secretary compile all relevant intelligence and deliver it to you during our meeting."
The Human Emperor wasn't at all surprised that Daniel had taken an interest in the Favored.
When one's strength reached Daniel's level, it was only natural to begin touching the edge of the divine.
Contrary to common belief, the gods weren't united.
They had their own factions, rivalries, and secret wars.
More disturbingly, gods and demon lords weren't always enemies. Their relationship was more complex than opposition. In fact, the Human Emperor knew a terrifying truth:
Before the last millennial apocalypse, a group of gods had joined forces with demon lords to assassinate a reigning God-King.
Clearly, the god backing Daniel was not someone content with stagnation. He had ambition.
Back in Castle Mington, Daniel saw the reply flash across his communicator and nodded slightly.
"Understood. Thank you very much."
He put the device away and glanced at the time.
00:00. Midnight.
Unknowingly, yet another day had come to a close.
Looking back on everything that had happened, Daniel felt he had achieved quite a lot today. Of course, he had also spent a great deal. Between materials, potions, and divine trades, his resources were thinning out.
His next step would be to replenish his funds and begin gathering the remaining materials required for God Rank Skill synthesis.
He was just about to set off for another underground labyrinth when—
The ground suddenly trembled violently beneath his feet.
An earthquake?
Daniel's expression shifted as his body staggered from the unexpected jolt. Fortunately, his Agility stat was incredibly high, and he quickly maneuvered to a safe spot.
"What in the world is going on?"
Climbing to a nearby rooftop, Daniel took in the full view of Castle Mington.
Only now did he realize the entire city had been affected by the tremor.
Even the Star Upgrade Hall had visible cracks along its walls. Civilian homes had been shaken to the brink of collapse. Some had already fallen, while others leaned dangerously in disarray.
Even the grand avenue at the city's center showed spidery fractures, splitting the paved stone like a cracked mirror.
Something was terribly wrong.
Terra Fortress.
At the stroke of midnight.
From the dome-like ceiling above the subterranean city, a cascade of fireworks suddenly erupted into the air.
And at that same instant, a manic voice echoed across the fortress, blaring from hidden speakers in every direction:
"Art. Beautiful, perfect art!"
"You pitiful mortals are about to witness the greatest masterpiece this world has ever known!"
"Rejoice! You are the lucky few who shall bear witness to a moment of eternal glory!"
"Remember our name! We are—The Artists!"
Grand Scholar Quinn's expression twisted the moment he heard that cursed name.
He had guessed right.
It was them.
Only those lunatics could conceive of something this monstrous.
Frantically, he urged the gnomes and all other races present in the fortress to flee at once.
But it was too late.
BOOM!
A deep, thunderous sound erupted from the massive circular steam engine buried in the city's heart.
In the blink of an eye, a blinding sphere of light appeared at the center of Terra Fortress—like a miniature sun.
The crowd stared, stunned.
"A sun? Down here?"
That was impossible.
Terra Fortress was underground. There shouldn't be any sunlight.
But before anyone could comprehend the situation, a massive shockwave surged outward.
It moved like a tidal wave of annihilation.
Fortified structures—crafted to endure earthquakes and magical strikes—were shredded like paper mache.
Entire districts collapsed in a heartbeat.
Within seconds, Terra Fortress had been leveled.
And that wasn't all.
Even those residents who had fled early were not spared.
The shockwave moved faster than sound.
They didn't even hear the explosion before their bodies were reduced to dust.
Not just the fortress—seven surrounding satellite cities were caught in the blast radius, each one devastated beyond recognition.
Even the land itself, once reinforced by gnomish geo-engineering, crumbled inward.
Their defensive formations, forged over centuries of craftsmanship, didn't even have time to activate. The detonation overwhelmed them instantly.
It was like watching soap bubbles under sunlight—one touch, and they were gone.
The power of destruction ran rampant.
And in just a few short seconds, Terra Fortress had vanished from existence.
Not even a scream remained.
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Chapter 69: Chapter69-Apocalypse?
The gnomes had lived their entire history beneath the surface of the world.
Deep underground, hidden beneath layers of bedrock and reinforced structures, they had constructed sprawling cities unlike anything on the surface. And among them, none were more grand or renowned than Terra Fortress—the pride of the gnome race.
When it was first constructed, Terra Fortress was hailed as the ultimate bastion, a city that would never fall. For over a thousand years, it stood as a symbol of unbreakable strength, a masterpiece of engineering, and a testament to the gnomes' mastery over subterranean architecture and steam-powered technology.
But now, in a single day, a group of maniacs who called themselves "The Artists" had erased it from existence.
Completely.
Utterly.
Gone.
It wasn't just a tragedy—it was a cataclysm, a force of destruction that likely touched upon godly authority itself.
Ten seconds after the explosion began, the monstrous surge of energy from the circular steam construct finally subsided. The shockwave slowed, and silence descended.
But the silence only made the devastation more evident.
What was once a vast underground metropolis had become a landscape of ruin and desolation.
Of the several million inhabitants who had called Terra Fortress home, 99% had been reduced to powder before they could even react.
In place of the great fortress now lay an enormous crater, so deep that its bottom was lost to darkness.
Massive chunks of stone fell endlessly from what remained of the domed ceiling. Anyone with eyes could see that Terra Fortress was no more. From this moment forward, it existed only in history books.
And the devastation didn't stop there.
The weapon unleashed—clearly some kind of proto-nuclear device—continued to unleash aftershocks as the structural integrity of the cavern collapsed.
The earth continued to sink inward.
This second collapse was even greater in scale than the first.
Its effect rippled outward, reaching Castle Mington, the heart of the human domain. Even there, the ground quaked.
By the time the joint investigation teams from various races arrived at the site, what greeted them left them speechless.
Where Terra Fortress had once stood, there was now only a bottomless chasm.
The land surrounding it—spanning hundreds of kilometers—had caved in, swallowed whole.
Even the southern borderlands of the human race had been heavily impacted. Casualties among ordinary civilians were staggering.
And staring into the abyss, none could comprehend what they were seeing.
How?
Why?
What in the world had happened here?
Far away, the Human Emperor suddenly raised his head and looked southward.
An eerie sensation crawled across his skin.
At the same time, a devastating notification spread across his communicator—his contacts were vanishing one by one.
The Gnome Communicator, a unique device crafted by the gnomes themselves, was capable of detecting the life status of its users. And now, contact after contact was disappearing from the interface.
[Gnome Patriarch: Harando]
[Gnome Grand Scholar: Quinn]
[Gnome First Warrior: Visi]
...
All of them—heroes of their people, names known across the multiracial world—gone.
The sight defied belief.
It didn't take a genius to understand what this meant.
The gnomes had just lost their finest minds, their most powerful defenders, their cultural and scientific leaders.
With this single blow, the gnome civilization had essentially been pushed from the technological age back into the stone age.
Their defenses, their knowledge, their advancements—all gone.
The Human Emperor's expression turned grim, darker than it had been in decades.
He immediately contacted the human prophet, his voice low and dangerous.
"Prophet, what do you see? What happened at Terra Fortress?"
"Why was the gnome race struck by such an apocalyptic disaster?"
Simultaneously, frontline scouts began streaming back data—raw footage, energy readings, and fragmented reports.
And when the top brass of the human leadership reviewed the images, every single one of them fell silent.
Less than half an hour ago, they had been in contact with Terra Fortress. All systems were operational, communication clear, and no warning signs had been detected.
Now?
Nothing but a hole.
A void.
A grave.
The prophet wasted no time. He grabbed his crystal orb and began channeling energy into it, seeking glimpses of what had occurred.
But even he was struggling to make sense of it.
Castle Mington
Daniel, too, had sensed the eruption.
A sudden, unnatural energy pulse that chilled him to the bone.
A heavy, suffocating premonition crept into his chest.
He abandoned his plans to enter the underground labyrinth and instead immediately pulled out his communicator.
As expected, the networks were already flooded with posts.
All eyes were now on one place:
Terra Fortress.
"According to frontline reports, Terra Fortress has been completely obliterated."
"Millions of residents dead—what exactly happened down there?"
"Is this the beginning of the gnome race's decline?"
"I have video from the scene. It's... horrifying."
Daniel clicked open one of the videos.
It had been filmed from above ground, likely near the southern border.
At first, the land appeared perfectly normal—quiet and still.
Then, suddenly, blinding white light erupted from cracks in the earth, bathing the entire region in artificial daylight.
Next came the shockwave, the earthquakes, and the collapse.
The gnome race had spent generations fortifying the domed ceiling above Terra Fortress.
But in this single moment, all of it came crashing down.
And no one could say how or why.
Ten seconds into the footage, the former location of the fortress was already a massive crater.
And it was still growing, swallowing the land around it like a maw of endless hunger.
Nearby towns and castles along the human border also collapsed and slid into the abyss.
Daniel instinctively swallowed hard.
The video's cameraman could be heard sprinting northward, panic in his voice as the earth crumbled behind him.
By some miracle, he survived.
After nearly five minutes of desperate fleeing, he looked back—and the land that once lay behind him was gone.
Replaced by a void.
A hole so wide and deep it seemed to swallow the sky.
It wasn't just Terra Fortress.
Nearly two-thirds of the southern territories had been buried.
Daniel's heart pounded. He could no longer remain calm.
Those people—millions of them—had been his fellow humans.
Even if he hadn't known them personally, even if they weren't part of his circle, they were his people.
He clenched his fists tightly.
At his current level, there was still little he could do to stop such a disaster. But maybe—just maybe—he could at least reduce the death toll.
Do something. Anything.
He didn't hesitate.
[Time Stream] – Activate!
Time twisted.
Daniel rewound the flow, pushing himself back to the earliest moment possible—the first time he had awakened the ability.
22:30
The moment Daniel opened his eyes, he moved without pause.
He immediately sent a message to the Human Emperor:
"Evacuate everyone living in the southern borderlands—as fast as possible!"
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Chapter 70: Chapter70-The Abandoned Chapel
Human Emperor's Castle.
Odin sat back against a plush sofa, clearly weary from the day's affairs. In one hand, he held his communicator, scrolling through the global reports and intelligence briefings his secretary had compiled.
It was then that the device vibrated gently in his palm.
A new message.
From Daniel.
Odin's brows furrowed slightly—messages from Daniel were rare. And the contents of this one left him visibly stunned.
Daniel was requesting a full-scale evacuation of the southern territories?
Why now? What urgency could possibly justify such a drastic action?
Before he could formulate a reply, another message arrived—this time with a weight far heavier than the words themselves.
"There's no time to hesitate. If we delay, it'll be too late. I'll explain the reason afterward."
Odin's gaze sharpened. He had ruled long enough to know sincerity when he saw it. Daniel wasn't the type to make reckless declarations. More importantly, the one behind Daniel was very likely a true god.
After a moment of contemplation, Odin asked,
"Is this... divine instruction?"
Daniel's reply didn't confirm nor deny. He simply doubled down on the urgency:
"You must act fast—there's no other way."
"Also, I have a personal request: I need you to help me track down any information on the Favored."
"Preferably those located near Castle Mington."
Odin stared at the messages for a long second before responding:
"Understood. I'll have my secretary begin the investigation on the Favored immediately."
A divine warning. A mass evacuation.
It was the Day of the Millennial Apocalypse, no less.
Odin didn't dare take this lightly.
He stood up and, in the name of his imperial authority, issued an emergency order to the entire human race:
[Global Announcement – High Priority!]
"By decree of Human Emperor Odin, all human citizens residing in the Southern Borderlands are to evacuate north immediately. No excuses, no hesitation. Abandon all else—your lives are the priority!"
When Daniel saw the announcement go live, he finally exhaled in relief.
The rest, now, was out of his hands.
How many people could escape in time... would depend on Odin's will and the people's response.
Daniel remained in Castle Mington, too far away to influence the evacuation directly. He could only do his part—and leave the rest to fate.
Retracing his steps with the precision gained from already living this timeline once, Daniel proceeded with maximum efficiency. Having already experienced this chain of events, he wasted no time on aimless wandering.
Upon re-entering the Challenger's Labyrinth, he immediately began farming phase bosses. After opening over a thousand treasure chests, Alice finally appeared with the skill book he needed.
He eliminated the final boss and headed straight for the Star Upgrade Hall, triggering the quest needed to reach 2-star status.
When all was said and done, he was a full half hour ahead of his previous timeline.
Human Southern Borderlands.
Following the emergency declaration from the Human Emperor, the entire administrative system roared into motion.
Mass mobilization began.
Hundreds of thousands—millions—began evacuating northward as fast as possible.
Despite inevitable logistical chaos, the overall efficiency was exceptional.
Every available transport vessel—freight carriers, airships, rail cars—was repurposed into emergency evacuation tools. People were crammed inside by the dozens, even hundreds, their only goal to escape what none of them truly understood.
Then, a message came through on Daniel's communicator.
It was from Odin:
"Daniel, the entire human race is now on the move—because of your warning."
"The resource expenditure is enormous. I hope this decision proves worthwhile."
"As for the Favored—you were right to ask. We've found traces of their presence at a ruin west of Castle Mington."
"It's a dangerous area. My administrative teams had previously sent personnel to investigate, but the results were minimal. Be cautious."
Daniel read the message, a flicker of seriousness flashing across his eyes.
According to imperial standards, any official Awakener allowed to serve as law enforcement had to be at least Level 70.
If even such seasoned professionals failed to deal with the situation... then the Favored in this ruin were clearly not to be underestimated.
He composed a response:
"Thank you for your trust. I promise you—what you've done today is the correct decision."
"In half an hour, you'll understand exactly why this evacuation was necessary."
"Also, thank you again for the intelligence on the Favored."
Daniel put away the communicator. There was no need for further explanation. In just thirty minutes, Odin—and the entire world—would see the truth with their own eyes.
As for the gnome race... despite their longstanding alliance with humanity, Daniel lacked the means to warn them.
Even if he tried, the signal blackout surrounding Terra Fortress would prevent any message from getting through.
And even if communication had been possible, Daniel knew the pride of the gnomes. They would not believe him.
He wasn't powerful enough to change their fate.
At least, not yet.
So for now, Daniel had to focus on one thing: growing stronger.
He opened his map and pulled up the coordinates Odin had given him. The ruin wasn't too far.
He set off immediately.
Godfall Ruins.
What once had been a grand city was now nothing more than crumbling debris and broken stone.
According to ancient legends, the city was destroyed in a battle between gods. One god had fallen here, and with him, a massive apocalyptic event unfolded—wiping the city off the map.
Since then, the Godfall Ruins had become a lawless wilderness, overtaken by beasts and corrupted flora. Dangerous creatures roamed freely.
But today, something even stranger was happening.
Inside a long-abandoned cathedral, sinister phenomena had begun to manifest.
Unintelligible glyphs—written in blood—were scrawled across the walls in sprawling, chaotic patterns.
At the center of the altar lay a horrifying pile of sacrifices, including what appeared to be human corpses.
The air reeked of blood and despair.
As Daniel stepped into the Godfall Ruins, he immediately felt a wave of discomfort.
Something about the land itself felt wrong, as if the very soil rejected his presence.
Exploring deeper, he quickly spotted the desecrated cathedral.
Drawing his weapon, he cautiously entered.
And what he found stunned him.
A crowd of black-robed cultists had gathered within the shattered halls, surrounding the altar with almost sacred reverence.
The moment Daniel stepped inside, their heads whipped toward him.
Dozens of burning, fanatic eyes locked onto him.
Each of them clutched blood-soaked daggers, trembling with anticipation.
Then, one of them began to speak in a maddened, ecstatic tone:
"A divine revelation! The god has answered!"
"Kill him! Offer him as sacrifice!"
"The god is calling me—I can feel it!"
Daniel narrowed his eyes.
He had found the Favored.
But it looked like they had been waiting for him all along.
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Chapter 71: Chapter71-The Underground Blood Pool
"What the hell is wrong with these people?"
Daniel's mouth twitched slightly. He wasn't sure whether to laugh or feel pity. For enemies who so eagerly sought to sacrifice him, he had zero reason to show mercy.
With a casual flick of his hand, he cast the God Rank Skill [Divine Thunder Shield]—and in the next second, the entire cathedral floor was reduced to a charred wasteland.
The difference in power between him and these black-robed lunatics was... laughable. Not just human versus beast—worse. It was like man versus mosquito.
After incinerating the cultists into ash, Daniel turned his attention to the central altar—and was surprised to find that something on the altar was trembling.
At the same time, a familiar system prompt appeared before his eyes:
[???]
[Unknown Entity]
[Level: 90]
[Description: Unable to analyze.]
"What the hell is this?"
Surely the altar itself wasn't alive... right?
Daniel frowned. A subtle sense of unease radiated from the altar. This was the first time he'd encountered a target that had so much undefined information.
Still, it made sense. He had yet to acquire any identification-type skills.
But even without specific stats, the sheer pressure emanating from the altar told him it wasn't weak.
After a moment of consideration, Daniel lowered his voice and asked:
"Are you... the Favored?"
To his surprise, the altar suddenly split open—right down the middle—transforming into a giant mouth, which promptly swallowed every offering upon it in a single horrific gulp.
Crunch... chomp...
The revolting sound of bone and flesh grinding together echoed through the air, turning the scene into something out of a nightmare. Blood splattered in all directions.
A few seconds later, the altar let out a grotesque burp, then reformed itself as though nothing had happened.
And from beneath the altar came a raspy, mocking voice:
"Foolish mortal... have you come to die?"
"You actually recognized me? I am the great—Kalth..."
But the being never got to finish its sentence.
BOOM!
A searing hot [Great Fireball] exploded across the room, shattering the altar into blood-soaked rubble.
Chunks of stone and foul-smelling red liquid sprayed in every direction.
Daniel didn't even flinch.
"What a load of crap. I don't have time to listen to your monologue."
He muttered the words as he dusted off his hands, eyes scanning the debris with a hint of disbelief.
He honestly hadn't expected the Favored to be so fragile. Just one Great Fireball and it was gone?
But after a moment's thought, he realized this outcome was perfectly logical. Even if the Favored had undergone some unholy transformation, at their core, they were still human. And no human could take more punishment than a World Rank Boss.
As for how this human ended up turning into an altar, that was a rabbit hole Daniel had no interest in chasing for now.
Then came the message he'd been waiting for:
[Phase One of the Star Upgrade Quest has been completed.]
[You may now visit any Star Upgrade Hall to accept Phase Two of the quest.]
Daniel let out a small breath of relief.
But he didn't leave right away.
He knew well that the Favored, in their desperate attempts to communicate with gods, often gathered strange and dangerous artifacts—items ranging from priceless treasures to corrupted, tainted relics.
So with a mindset of "might as well," Daniel began to search the area.
What he hadn't expected was the hidden basement beneath the altar.
The underground chamber was pitch black. But for someone like Daniel, darkness wasn't a problem. He simply toned down the power of his [Great Fireball], creating a steady glowing orb on his fingertip to serve as a makeshift torch.
As he delved deeper, the scene grew more bizarre.
Beneath the abandoned church stretched a vast labyrinth of tunnels, crisscrossing endlessly in all directions. Daniel had no idea where they led.
Within these tunnels lurked twisted, grotesque creatures.
A quick glance at their system panels told him what he already expected: [Unknown Entity].
Just like the altar.
Likely other products of the Favored's influence.
Daniel didn't hesitate. He slaughtered them like common mobs while continuing his rapid exploration.
After a good while of clearing out the winding corridors, he finally reached what appeared to be the core chamber.
But the moment his hand touched the massive steel door, he felt a sudden sting on his shoulder.
—28,635 damage!
"What?! I'm being ambushed?!"
Daniel's face turned serious.
That damage amount wasn't high—his shield hadn't even broken—but what alarmed him was the fact that he hadn't sensed it at all.
Someone—or something—had struck him without warning.
This realization made Daniel hyper-alert. He even debated casting a massive AOE skill to bomb the entire tunnel system.
Why not? There were no allies nearby. No risk of friendly fire.
So without further hesitation, he unleashed [Divine Thunder Shield] again.
Lightning erupted across the narrow corridors like daylight breaking through night.
And sure enough, several charred corpses were revealed a moment later, slumped against the walls.
Apparently, those had been his assailants.
But Daniel's brows still furrowed.
"Strange... why didn't I notice them earlier?"
It became obvious—he needed a detection or appraisal skill soon. Otherwise, navigating these underground labyrinths would only grow more dangerous.
Putting those thoughts aside, Daniel pushed open the heavy core chamber door.
And immediately, an overwhelming stench—a mix of blood, rot, and sulfur—slammed into his nostrils.
He wrinkled his nose and scanned the chamber.
What he saw made him freeze.
A massive blood pool stretched before him—wide, deep, and swirling ominously.
The liquid within churned like boiling soup, releasing large blood bubbles that rose to the surface only to explode in messy bursts.
Daniel's expression darkened.
This... this was not ordinary.
Based on what he knew of magical theory, the more grotesque and unnatural the scene, the more likely it was guarding a horrific power.
He had a gut feeling—a boss was hiding in that pool.
Just as he cautiously took one step forward to investigate further—
A sudden pain pierced his shoulder again.
—236,957 damage!
"WHAT?!"
A trap?
One hit, and it did nearly a quarter million damage?
Daniel's face grew solemn.
This wasn't just some cursed pool.
This place was a killing field.
And something was watching him.
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Chapter 72: Chapter72-Blood of God
Over 200,000 damage—while such a number was nothing to Daniel at his current stage, he couldn't help but imagine the devastation it would wreak on others.
Just think about it: if an ordinary Awakener had stumbled into this trap—even a level-100 one—without a tank-type talent focused on HP enhancement, they would have been obliterated instantly.
And what's more frightening? That 200,000 figure wasn't even the raw number—it had already been reduced by Daniel's damage mitigation effects.
Without those buffs, the full force of the trap might have dealt double the damage—an astronomical 400,000!
Even high-level glass-cannon Awakeners, despite being level 100, rarely had over 100,000 HP. There was simply no way they could survive such an impact.
Daniel stood silently at the point of impact. He didn't rush ahead recklessly. Instead, he waited patiently for his Shield Points to regenerate fully before activating a skill he had rarely used—[Dance of Death].
Under the protection of this skill, even fatal damage could be avoided. It was the perfect insurance policy in a place like this.
Daniel was never one to act carelessly. In dungeons this dangerous, even a moment's lapse could mean death.
Step by step, he pressed forward.
Each footfall triggered a new kind of trap, from poison-tipped needles and collapsing floors to erupting flames and silent curses. The diversity of threats was staggering.
Yet Daniel remained unfazed.
He proceeded with methodical precision, only moving forward after his Shield Points were fully replenished each time. Thanks to this strategy, the terrifying traps failed to do him any real harm. They looked impressive—but proved ineffective.
So Daniel, with almost mechanical calmness, advanced forward—almost as if he were walking on a minefield deliberately.
Minutes passed.
Eventually, he arrived at his destination—a massive pool of blood that shimmered with an eerie, otherworldly glow.
The moment he reached the edge, a translucent message box appeared before his eyes.
[Blood of God]
Level: ???
Description: Blood left behind by an unknown god, seemingly shed during a grievous injury.
Effect 1: The blood of gods often carries immense vitality. It is an irreplaceable ingredient for crafting resurrection-type items.
Effect 2: When you borrow the power of a god, the god also invades you. Excessive use of Blood of God may lead to horrifying consequences.
Almost immediately after the message appeared, another system prompt followed:
[Detected extractable material. Would you like to extract it now?]
Extractable material? Could it be referring to this entire pool?
Daniel's eyes narrowed.
There was no way he'd let something this valuable slip away.
Without hesitation, he selected [Extract].
A brilliant light engulfed the pool.
A moment later, his inventory shimmered—and ten drops of Blood of God materialized inside.
And then—something shocking occurred.
Before his very eyes, the vast pool began to drain at an astonishing rate.
The once-deep reservoir of divine blood vanished, leaving behind only a faint reddish smear at the bottom.
From this new vantage point, Daniel could clearly see the truth: what had appeared to be a vast blood pool was merely a diluted mixture. The true divine essence had only ever been those ten precious drops.
But to Daniel, the real value wasn't in the mystery or the aesthetics—it was in the resurrection effect.
Even after all his years of study at the Royal Academy, with access to the greatest repositories of magical knowledge, he had never encountered any item capable of resurrecting the dead.
That made this substance priceless.
After confirming there were no further threats in the vicinity, and no hidden treasures left to find, Daniel calmly activated a Town Portal Scroll and returned to Castle Mington.
Far away...
In the heart of a secluded valley—one long forgotten by maps or mortals—an ancient god stirred.
Kalthor.
Once a god of immense might.
But after a traitor's ambush, his body had been shattered, his power siphoned, and his divine essence scattered across the world.
Though grievously wounded and in an eternal slumber, his will endured. His lifeforce clung on with a stubborn tenacity befitting a god.
Suddenly, his eyes snapped open.
In the depth of that remote valley, he turned his gaze eastward, sensing a ripple—an anomaly.
"Someone has stolen my blood... Who dares?"
For over a millennium, Kalthor had painstakingly orchestrated the recruitment of a vast network of The Favored—his elite mortal followers—tasked with locating and recovering his lost blood. Every drop was essential for his return.
Just three days ago, after centuries of searching, his Favored had finally succeeded.
They had collected ten drops of Blood of God—enough to perform a grand resurrection ritual at the next full moon.
But at the ritual's most critical moment... the blood vanished.
Stolen.
The Favored were slain. But Kalthor didn't care for them. To him, they were mere ants—expendable pawns with no inherent worth.
What mattered was the stolen blood. That divine essence was irreplaceable.
With a snarl, Kalthor unleashed what remained of his power, reaching out through the threads of fate to identify the thief.
But his efforts were thwarted.
Even with his godly perception, he could not detect the intruder's presence.
The realization struck him like thunder.
"Even I... can't find him?"
Among all the races of the world, only the true elite could achieve such concealment.
"Could it be one of the old human monsters who discovered my plan...?"
Back in Castle Mington, the moment Daniel stepped through the portal, he sensed it—a faint ripple brushing against his existence.
A divine probe.
Daniel's eyes narrowed.
Fortunately, God Rank Skill [Mist] automatically activated, shrouding his presence and erasing all traces.
Kalthor had sensed something—but found nothing. His search ended in silence.
Still, the event made Daniel more cautious.
"So this Blood of God really is a big deal. No wonder even a god personally came looking."
He clenched his fists slightly, his expression unreadable.
In this world, gods were not inherently good or evil. Just like Demon Lords, their alignment varied—and none could be fully trusted.
Most races treated both gods and demon lords with suspicion.
Their Favored were universally despised, often seen as public enemies across the realms. So Daniel didn't feel any guilt about stealing the divine blood. If anything, he saw it as a boon for humanity.
Still, a deeper worry lingered in his mind.
He was now treading into the territory of truly powerful beings—ones far beyond the reach of normal Awakeners.
His HP, though towering compared to his peers, was far from enough in such a game.
If another world-ending entity like the Terra Fortress appeared, would he survive?
"I need more HP."
"A ridiculous amount of it."
Theoretically, if one had enough HP, death would become a non-issue. If you died, it simply meant your HP hadn't been high enough.
That said, Daniel had no intention of fixating on HP-stacking just yet. That could be done along the way while grinding monsters. No need to go out of his way for it.
His current priority was crystal clear—head to the Star Upgrade Hall and begin the second phase of his Star Upgrade Quest.
Upon accepting the mission, the system instantly distributed its rewards.
Daniel scanned through them swiftly.
He skipped over the AoE and offense-based skills, instead locking in on two exceptional God Rank Skills: [Flashback] and [Transport].
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Chapter 73: Chapter73-A New God Rank Skill
[God Rank Skill: Flashback]
Effect: You can return to any place you've previously visited, without being restricted by the river of time.
[God Rank Skill: Transport]
Effect: Grants the power of spatial traversal, allowing you to instantaneously arrive at another location.
Both of these God Rank Skills were immensely powerful, each carrying the potential to reshape how one moved through the world. For a moment, Daniel found himself uncertain about which to choose.
On the surface, [Transport] seemed more straightforward—it was essentially spatial teleportation. One could leap across vast regions in the blink of an eye, which in such a sprawling and dangerous world was undeniably practical.
But there was a catch.
Daniel's Agility stat was already exceedingly high, and with the widespread availability of teleportation arrays, his current need for point-to-point mobility wasn't particularly pressing. Unless facing specific circumstances, [Transport] might be more redundant than revolutionary for him.
That left [Flashback].
This skill, on the other hand, was far more interesting. It allowed the user to return to any location they had ever been to—and more importantly, without being limited by time.
In other words, even if Daniel visited a place in the present, he could return to it in the past. It wouldn't be the same timeline anymore—but the physical location could be accessed all the same.
After careful deliberation, Daniel made his decision.
He chose [Flashback].
Teleportation was tempting, but its practical usage was currently limited. The ability to transcend time and space, however, held a far more strategic value.
Interestingly, after Daniel learned [Flashback], he noticed that the system didn't prompt him to allocate upgrade points. That meant the skill was already at its maximum potential from the moment it was acquired.
He didn't dwell on it. Instead, he turned his attention toward the next major goal:
[Star Upgrade Quest – Phase II]
Objective: Clear 100 consecutive Hell Mode underground labyrinths while maintaining the fastest clear time.
Reward: Divine Infinite-exclusive Talent Specialization – Spirit of Skills
As he read through the objective, Daniel's lips twitched slightly.
Sure, completing 100 Hell Mode labyrinths might sound impossible to an ordinary Awakener—but for Daniel, it was merely a time sink.
That's all this was. A waste of time.
Even if he blitzed through each labyrinth in under a minute, the whole process would still take more than a thousand seconds.
And ten minutes only had 600 seconds! What a ludicrous way to burn time...
Still, after seeing the reward, all complaints faded into silence.
Talent Specializations were impossibly rare—gifts that even many Tier-Platinum Awakeners might never obtain. This one, Spirit of Skills, was tied directly to the Divine Infinite talent. That alone made it priceless.
Daniel didn't even care what the effect was. Just the title was enough to justify the effort.
"Alright," he muttered. "Let's start near Castle Mington."
He pulled out his communicator and opened the map app. A few taps and configuration settings later, the screen lit up with dozens of marked labyrinths scattered across the region.
[Stellar Canyon]
Level: 35–60
Type: Exploration[Strait Ruins]
Level: 35–60
Type: Combat[Vanished Fishing Village]
Level: 35–60
Type: Puzzle[Forbidden Grounds]
Level: 50–60
Type: Boss Hunt
Seeing so many options, Daniel quickly began filtering.
"Cancel all Exploration-type labyrinths."
With a single voice command, all exploration dungeons vanished from the screen—about half of the original markers.
But even so, he was still left with various other categories: Puzzle, Defense, Escort, and more.
Daniel frowned.
Too time-consuming.
Without hesitation, he removed every non-combat labyrinth from consideration.
What remained were only a few pure combat zones—but they were all he needed.
Without wasting another second, and with [God of Wind] active beneath his feet, Daniel rushed to the first site: a dungeon known as [Swamp Temple].
He selected Hell Mode, stepped through the entrance... and vanished.
Ten seconds later...
Daniel stepped out of the exit portal.
He looked exactly the same—no disheveled clothes, no signs of combat. Completely unbothered.
But nearby, the Dragon Glass Stele updated in real time:
Congratulations: You have cleared the underground labyrinth – Swamp Temple
New fastest record achieved!
Current time: 0 minutes 6 seconds
With zero hesitation, Daniel moved toward the next labyrinth on his route.
Thanks to [Mist], his presence was undetectable. No one noticed the abnormal speed at which these labyrinths were being cleared.
Next was [Land of Burials].
Inside, Daniel immediately activated [Star Chasing Bow], and a storm of buff effects cascaded across his body.
Under the synergy of multiple enhancements, he unleashed [Starlight Flurry]—a radiant burst that transformed the dark cavern into a sea of dazzling starlight.
In that instant, all the enemies within were reduced to dust.
Compared to the Challenger's Labyrinth he'd tackled before, these Hell Mode labyrinths were little more than practice targets.
Even the final bosses in each labyrinth barely had over 100 million HP.
Daniel could annihilate them before they even saw him coming.
From entrance to boss kill, he rarely took more than five seconds.
Then it was a quick sweep of the loot, a glance at the chest—and a clean exit.
As for the spoils? Daniel didn't even look.
[Forceful Convergence] vacuumed everything into his inventory automatically.
Next. Move.
And so it continued.
Following a carefully optimized path, Daniel stormed through every eligible labyrinth in the vicinity.
Then, just as he reached the final one, he triggered [Time Stream]—rewinding himself to the exact moment he accepted the Star Upgrade Quest.
This was where [Flashback] proved its true worth.
He no longer needed to waste a single second traveling.
Now, the only time consumed was the actual clear time within each labyrinth.
As the hours passed, Daniel remained laser-focused.
And eventually...
The clock struck midnight.
His communicator buzzed violently with incoming alerts. Daniel let out a soft sigh as he scanned the screen.
The gnome apocalypse... had begun.
Moments later, the ground itself trembled.
Massive earthquakes rolled through the continent. Feral beasts panicked and fled. Chaos unfurled.
But Daniel was prepared.
He rose into the sky with practiced ease, hovered above the fray, and pulled up the live feed on his communicator.
Ruins.
Destruction everywhere.
Just like the last time.
The only difference?
The humans in the southern border region had already begun to evacuate in advance.
Daniel gave the screen a final glance before closing it.
There was no turning the tide now.
The gnomes' fate was sealed.
What he needed to focus on—what truly mattered—was growing stronger.
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Chapter 74: Chapter74-Calamity Descends
Southern Region of the Human Race
Every conceivable means of transportation was being pushed to its limits. The evacuation effort was in full swing, striving to relocate as many humans as possible from the Southern Frontier.
Massive airships blotted out the skies, rumbling trains thundered across tracks, and highways were flooded with beast-mounted riders and steam-powered vehicles.
It looked less like organized retreat and more like a great exodus.
The entire southern region had become a portrait of desperation.
But behind them—the very land itself was collapsing.
Terrifying waves of energy surged across the landscape. The towns and villages they had once called home were being swallowed by the earth.
A few minutes later, the terrifying energy finally began to dissipate.
People who had fled finally dared to look back—and what they saw left them speechless.
The once-vast, fertile plains had vanished. In their place now lay a colossal abyss, a gaping wound in the earth with no visible bottom.
It was a scene out of nightmares.
Yet as horrifying as it was, the surviving refugees let out sighs of relief.
They had lived.
If they had hesitated even a moment longer, they would've been consumed by the abyss.
And the only reason they were alive... was because of His Majesty, the Human Emperor.
"Praise His Majesty the Human Emperor! He saved us!"
"I told you, we must follow his orders without question!"
"He saw it coming—just in time!"
High above, the Human Emperor hovered in the sky, his robes rustling in the wind. His gaze remained locked on the devastated South, and an expression of utter shock overtook his face.
He stood there, suspended and silent.
What... just happened?
That enormous energy wave—what in the world had caused it?
Even the mightiest God Rank Skills wouldn't produce something of this magnitude.
Had that level of devastation struck directly in the heart of human territory, even he, the Human Emperor, would've been powerless to stop it.
But this wasn't the time to be frozen in thought.
First priority: determine what exactly had occurred inside the Terra Fortress.
And in that instant, one name surged to the forefront of his mind—
Daniel.
Just then, his communicator buzzed. His secretary's voice reported the damage assessment.
Despite the early warning and mass evacuation, nearly one-third of the Southern Region's population had perished in the disaster.
Still, it could've been so much worse.
Had Daniel not sent the warning ahead of time... the remaining two-thirds would've died as well.
The Emperor swallowed hard, his eyes scanning the massive crater.
Daniel... what kind of revelation did you receive from the gods?
Regardless of the answer, there was only one course of action: he had to meet Daniel—immediately.
He opened a secure channel and contacted the royal prophet.
"Prophet, analyzing this calamity is now your top priority. Report back with any developments."
"I'm going to Castle Mington. I must speak with Daniel in person."
Without another word, he issued a new royal bulletin through the communicator:
[Imperial Directive to All Citizens]
All humans evacuated from the Southern Region must immediately migrate northward.Cities in the North must prepare to accommodate incoming refugees.Do not thank me—thank Daniel.
And with that final declaration, the Human Emperor vanished into the sky.
But truthfully, the Emperor had his own motives for publicly crediting Daniel.
The Millennial Apocalypse was only beginning.
Even someone as powerful as the Human Emperor felt a distinct sense of powerlessness in the face of what was coming.
And it had been Daniel who sounded the alarm first.
That alone proved Daniel possessed more than just talent—he had foresight. A connection. Possibly even a god behind him.
Now more than ever, the Emperor needed to tie Daniel—and whoever stood behind him—to the fate of the human race.
If possible, he would bind him to the royal court, to the Empire's destiny.
Everything else could wait.
The bulletin swept across the human world like wildfire.
Shock gripped the people.
"How is this possible?! Lord Daniel only awakened recently! How could he predict the Apocalypse?"
"He must've received some kind of secret intelligence. His strength alone has already surpassed anything we've seen!"
"Now it makes sense why the Emperor wanted to grant him a royal title. With intel like this? He deserves a crown."
"Can someone explain what happened to the Terra Fortress?"
"I'm a refugee from the South. I swear on my life—the scene was beyond imagination!"
"A massive crater... earthquakes that split the land... my home, everything I owned—it's all buried underground!"
"Thank you, Lord Daniel. You saved us all!"
In that moment, Daniel's name was etched into the hearts of every survivor from the Southern Region.
They all knew, with chilling clarity: without Daniel's warning, none of them would still be alive.
But after the panic and relief came a second wave—curiosity and dread.
What exactly had happened inside Terra Fortress?
The gnomes, after all, weren't pushovers. While not as physically strong as other races, their mastery of gnome technology had elevated them to one of the top ten races in the world.
They had stood on equal footing with humanity—some believed they even held the upper hand.
But now?
Their greatest city. Their top leaders.
Gone.
Erased in an instant.
If that level of destruction had landed in a human capital instead... the entire species might've been wiped out.
The thought sent shivers down every spine.
Humans were a strange race—they were always drawn to strength. To the powerful. To those who knew more than others.
And Daniel, who had predicted the Apocalypse, had now become their beacon.
"Lord Daniel saved my life. I swear my loyalty to him from now on!"
"Wherever Lord Daniel establishes his kingdom, I will follow him!"
"Please, Lord Daniel, accept your people—we are yours!"
Meanwhile, outside Castle Mington...
Daniel had just finished clearing his 35th underground labyrinth.
But even after so many runs, the total loot he'd accumulated didn't even compare to a single Challenger's Labyrinth.
That was the price of efficiency over reward.
Still, from a time-management perspective, he was doing just fine.
In a little over ten minutes, he had cleared thirty-something dungeons and looted hundreds of treasure chests.
It wasn't the fastest pace in the world—but it was respectable.
And just as he prepared to push through the rest of the Star Upgrade Quest – Phase II, his communicator chimed.
Two new messages.
Human Emperor:
"Daniel, you must know by now that I have many questions for you."
"I will arrive at Castle Mington shortly. I hope we can speak face to face."
The second message was from Manager Harry of the Multiracial Commerce League:
"Lord Daniel... my king, the item you requested—Griffin's Eye—has been secured ahead of schedule."
"Please visit the Multiracial Commerce League at your earliest convenience."
"We look forward to your esteemed presence."
Daniel lowered the communicator, a subtle light flashing in his eyes.
The world was changing.
And everyone... was beginning to orbit around him.
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