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Lord Of Leveling Up 2: The Last Dragon Game

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After getting the hang of the game, Maxwell Gillette takes it to a whole new level with techniques and his formidable team working together. Maxwell sets his new goal to conquer the game as he rises to be number one in the world.
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Chapter 1 - Collision!

The atmosphere in the auction room crackled with tension as Maxwell's overwhelming power made everyone feel the threat of imminent destruction.

Maxwell's body began exuding a power that sent the people in the auction hall into a panic.

Richard didn't dare to stay any longer. His legs were shaking in fear as he needed the assistance of the two Elders to support him to leave this place.

As for Eric the Noble, who had been floating in midair all this time, had already disappeared at an unknown time.

Maxwell!

Eric the Noble wasn't his opponent at this point.

When Maxwell's aura exploded, his cheeks were burning hot, and he was in pain from the formless slap that was given to him.

"Hahaha…"

"You have the guts and the strength. Kid, I'm beginning to like you more and more."

"Travis, he is merely a martial cultivator at the King rank. You're not really going to make a move, right? If you sealed your strength to the peak of the King rank… Wait no… The peak of the Ancestor rank, I bet you still won't be his opponent. Do you want to give it a try?"

Said Kerry with an anxious frown.

He was anxious on Maxwell's behalf!

The elven woman was the same. The power Maxwell exploded forth with was too shocking, so she felt that this human shouldn't be dying here.

There were some hidden changes to the elven woman as a rainbow colored holy light appeared in her palm.

Also at this time…

Kerry was clenching a huge battle hammer in his right hand.

Samuel was scared to the point of peeing his pants.

His face was ashen, and the crotch of his pants was damp. Seeing how Maxwell's whole body had turned red, and the power he exploded forth with, even his mind was shaking from the effects. This was the second time in his life that true fear had risen from his heart.

The second time, ever since he became the General Manager of the Great Alliance.

The first time was when he met the President!

This was an abnormal atmospheric suppression. Based on his own cultivation level, it had surpassed Maxwell's by a few levels. But right now, he had no way of resisting the oppressive pressure that Maxwell was currently giving off!

Samuel's whole body was shaking at this point, so he hurriedly urged, "Kill him. Quickly kill him, Travis. Kill him…"

Fear!

Extreme fear had entered his heart as he hoped Travis could rip Maxwell to shreds right now.

Travis's brows faintly scrunched up as he said: "You are strong; very strong. If you were given more time, you might be able to touch upon the highest Saint rank. Unfortunate… Unfortunately, you must die today."

"I don't want to kill you."

"But you must die!"

A trace of regret was mixed with his icy cold expression.

Maxwell coldly smiled and said, "There's no need to pretend to be all high and mighty since you're not something good yourself. Do you think that by saying those few words, I will be grateful to you? In my eyes, you're the one who's going to die, my last boss!"

The moment Travis appeared…

A flash of light was seen in Maxwell's eyes.

Boss!

This guy was, without a doubt, a boss!

A peak Venerate rank expert who was able to see through the Stealth Pill's effects. His powers were infinitely close to the Saint rank!

Travis's cultivation of Maxwell was heaven-defyingly large!

This fully fulfilled the criteria of being an S-rank quest. If the quest didn't have such a difficulty level, then it wasn't qualified to be called an S-rank quest to begin with.

Travis's expression grew colder as he scoffed, "Do you really think you're my opponent, given your current strength? In my eyes, you are nothing more than an ant. Even if you can unleash such powerful energy, you're still just an ant. It would be quite easy for me to crush you!"

Maxwell cut through the chatter with a sharp glare. "Enough of this nonsense! If you're ready, then come at me!"

"Courting death!"

Travis's eyes widened as flames of anger rose in his heart. His figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared. The strongest powers at the Venerate rank were released as a palm strike smashed towards Maxwell's chest.

"Humph!"

"Is this all the power you've got?"

Maxwell didn't move and allowed Travis's palm strike to land. The Astral Star Armour still had remnants of the Seven Star Sovereign's aura. How powerful was the Astral Star Sovereign? And Maxwell's defensive properties had been boosted by 32 times. At this time, the palm strike only made his body tremble a bit!

Travis's expression became shocked!

Also at this moment…

Maxwell's right arm moved, and the Vampire Blade appeared. He then slashed out horizontally.

The blade's aura was like an inferno!

The blade had slashed the space in front of Maxwell apart, breaking through the void and directly slashing at Travis's body.

Travis's right hand began to move, and an earthy yellow power burst forth as he shouted: "Shatter for me!"

"Boom!"

The incomparably powerful blade qi was then instantly shattered.

Maxwell used this chance to rush forward. His large blade dragged across the floor, creating a harsh, ear-piercing screech as it cut.

Travis faintly stepped back as his countenance turned a bit serious. His mind felt astonishment, "What kind of background does this kid have? The martial techniques he cultivates are all incomparably powerful. I haven't cultivated so many different martial techniques this powerful in my entire life. Where did he learn all this from?"

Seeing Maxwell rush towards him, his brows formed a faint frown. His body stood firm as he clasped his palms together. His eyes started to close before he shouted: "Of the barren wastelands and the powers of the nine serenities, a dragon soars through the world! Come out for me!"

"Dragon Divine Palms!"

"Break for me!"

The elven woman's expression drastically changed as she shouted, "Quickly back off! You're not his opponent!"

Kerry directly flew down while his battle hammer smashed into the ground. He then scolded: "Travis! Can you get anymore shameless?! You're actually using a sky-grade martial technique against a kid at the King rank?! You have completely lost all face for those in the Venerate rank!"

As the battle hammer smashed down, an intense booming noise sounded off in the entire venue.

Kerry didn't actually interfere with the fight because he cannot interfere. He represented the people of the orc race. Once a bad relationship is formed with the Great Alliance, the orc race will immediately lose a powerful supporter. This would make living in the Wildlands even more difficult than it already was.

But this large, intense sound had secretly advised Maxwell that the move was dangerous and that he couldn't continue rushing forward!

Travis coldly scoffed before threatening, "You should be clear on the number of forces my Great Alliance has, so you two better not interfere."

As his voice faded…

The earthy yellow energy condensed around his palms, brimming with terrifying force. It was strong to the point of being a complete mess!

At this moment…

Maxwell had no way out anymore. His hands clenched onto the hilt while leaping up. He then poured all his power into the Vampire Blade while roaring in his mind: "Let me experience the power of the world's most domineering blade!"

"Domineering Slash!"

"Explode for me!"

The blade chopped down…

A blade that contained endless domineering arrogance was slashing down!

Travis's face became ferocious-looking as his right palm pushed out. "Dragons Divine Palm! Kid, go straight to hell for me!"

A trail of afterimages was seen on his right palm.

Nine palm prints appeared in the air before stacking on top of each other. As the nine palms fused, a shocking image of a divine dragon appeared! A dragon's roar was then heard at the centre of Travis's palm before the strike, containing powers of a divine dragon, smashed against Maxwell's Domineering Slash.

"Maxwell…"

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

"Dragon head!"

At this moment, the three of them struggled to climb out of the rubble. Their bodies were covered in blood, and their limbs were almost crippled. Their emotions turned gloomy as they watched Maxwell meet Travis head-on.

"BOOM!"