Infinite Evolution: Dominating The Apocalypse With My God Tier Items

[Congratulations! You have awakened the gene lineage of the "Asura King"!]

[Congratulations! You have awakened a Monarch grade gene skill "Armageddon"!]

[Details:] The Asura gain a pair of arms on each evolution, each arm grants battle-worthy skills.

[Skill Effects:]

- Each punch carries an annihilative effect that deals more damage than one can imagine.

- +200% strength

- +150% attack speed

- Creates a traction field trapping the enemy in an inescapable aggro effect.

- Grants a 5/0 critical damage chance that shaves half of enemies’ life force and vitality.

- Unbreakable! A passive effect of the Asura’s indestructible fists.

[The ceiling limits of your body grow higher...]

[Your gene lineage of the Grand Weapon Maester stirs and rumbles!]

[Your Royal grade gene skill "Weapon Resonance" has advanced to Monarch grade gene skill "Absolute Weapon Resonance"!]

[Your gene skill effects have doubled!]

[Your gene skill has gained two extra effects:]

- Unshakable Grip! The weapon becomes an inseparable part of the body.

- Mythril Forged! Weapons and items in the user’s grasp gain the near-indestructible trait of mythril.

Loud cracks and pops rang out across Seth’s figure. His eyes closed as he experienced the pleasure of rapid growth in real time.

His frame grew taller, more robust but still retained a lean balance.

Beneath his skin, muscles multiplied, compressed, and tightened. His bones grew denser, his vision sharper.

Everything about him was elevated twofold, except for his height, which increased but didn’t double.

His Grim Armor didn’t lag behind either, expanding and growing to size him perfectly.

Seth almost moaned from pleasure; it was as though he had evolved into a higher form of life.

He could feel the powerful storm of strength sleeping in his body, his cells more active.

Around him, a swirling vortex of essence poured in. His gene lineages filtered the corruption, leaving him to bask in the constant stream of pure, refreshing energy.

Right now, he felt the efficiency of each of his stats was doubled compared to a regular human.

The power each stat point provided was far beyond what they did before...

But as much as Seth enjoyed himself, one had to remember he still had a furious foe rushing forth with crazed abandon.

The wind whipped as a figure appeared before Seth.

The Defiled was in the air, both crimson blade arms raised as far back as possible.

Its figure plummeted as both arms swung forth.

The monster intended to reenact its previous attack. After all, the last time it tried, it almost claimed its prey’s life.

The dual crimson blades glinted with the reflection of lightning strikes as they arced through the air.

Suddenly, Seth’s eyes opened — brilliantly lit amethyst orbs shining from his Gothic black visor, focused on the Defiled.

The creature felt suddenly trapped in a quagmire, its actions eerily slow.

It felt stifled, as though pressure pressed on it from all sides. A blaring alarm of danger rang from its instincts.

The crimson flamed brighter in the creature’s hollow sockets as realization struck. It wasn’t slow — its absurdly fast perception was just kicking in.

But if its perception was so fast, how could one explain Seth moving so fluidly while its figure had slowed to a crawl?

Seth rolled the hilt of the broadsword in his grasp, turning the blade edge vertically.

His cold voice rang out: "Let’s try this again, shall we?"

The broadsword sang, an arc that seemed to tear against space blooming a gray streak in its wake.

The Defiled screeched in pain. The blade had torn through its tumor-clustered shell like a hot knife through butter.

Blood sprayed as a split bloomed across its abdomen, innards peeking through.

Momentum caught up, waves of power poured into the creature, catapulting it backward uncontrollably, leaving a trail of severed organs and streaks of blood in its wake.

’What a pity!’ Seth shook his head. The monster was too hardy; he couldn’t chop it into two in one strike.

That said...

He planted his blade into the ground and dismissed his armor.

His silver hair waved brilliantly the moment it was released from the visor, whipped by furious gales caused by the unsteady weather.

He rolled his tattered sleeves as a royal purple aura flared even brighter around him.

It was time to test his new gene skill and his new strengths.

Naturally, he could have done it even with the armor on, but with the massive boost gained from the legendary set and his evolved gene skill bolstering it further, he wouldn’t be able to tell where his true strength began and where the enhancement ended.

A ripple pulsed into the air, the traction field covering miles in a blink.

His eyes glinted. The system’s explanation of this skill effect didn’t do it justice.

An ethereal silver chain pulsed tight around his wrists, the other end attached to the neck of the skidding Defiled.

"Interesting." A playful smile appeared on his lips, and he tugged ever so slightly.

Whooom!

The Defiled, whose skidding against the ground had almost died out, was suddenly whipped forward by an unfathomable force.

It didn’t even have a chance to recover from the previous attack.

Seth’s skin burned rosy red as his newly unlocked gene lineage bubbled with excitement.

He formed a fist, the main effect of the gene skill Armageddon pulsing through his arm.

His muscles bulged like steel cords under his skin, his fist retracted far back, tendons stretched taut.

His gait shifted, left side retracting with his fist, leg planted firmly into the ground...

The Defiled’s flailing figure arrived, and like an arrow firing from the strings of a bow, his tendons thrummed and his fist ripped forward!

The fist landed square and heavy on the monster’s side, digging deep through its ribs.

There was no sound, no cracks, no blood — only annihilation!

The monster’s whole side immediately turned into billowing ash. From its shoulder to its arm to its ribs and the organs beneath — all gone!

The effect of the attack was a silent, hair-raising disaster.

For the first time in the Defiled’s short span of life, fear flickered in its hollow flaming sockets.

The monster had been badly injured in a single punch, leaving only its right side intact and a few working organs visible from where the last attack landed.

The worst part was that there was no momentum from the attack. The beast couldn’t even borrow the force of its foe’s strength to flee.

Its figure remained suspended mid-air, its visible pitch-black heart thudding heavily, terror flooding its being.

As Seth raised another fist pulsing with the same spine-tingling light...

It wanted to cry, it wanted to flee, but from the moment Seth unleashed the first punch till now, barely a second had passed.

There was so little time to react. Its feet weren’t even on the floor; if they had been, it might have had a slight chance to evade or at least protect its head.

It was being bombarded at a speed it couldn’t react to, in a position unfavorable to it. The abomination was getting a taste of its own medicine — and it tasted bitter.

A fist silently tore through the wind, and the Defiled could only watch as the fist covered its vision until everything went black.

[Congratulations! You have slain the Shackled Rank Defiled! Krogan the Butcher!]

[You grow stronger...]

[+62 speed]

[+81 strength]

[+77 defense]

[+48 intelligence]

A dense, refreshing chill erupted in Seth’s system. He could feel the stats pour in, reforging his body in real time.

But his visage wasn’t one of pleasure. He frowned, eyes flashing with disappointment.

"Tsk. It couldn’t even take two punches. How am I supposed to test my strength?"

A system prompt suddenly flashed into the gaze of everyone conscious.

[The corruption seed shudders from apprehension!]

[The corruption seed pushes forth further defense mechanisms!]

Violent screeches — not one, not two, but three — tore through the skies.

Seth’s head whipped toward the direction of the sound.

His eyes shone as three rapidly approaching silhouettes triggered a prompt from the system.

[Defiled Creature Detected!]

[Defiled Creature Detected!]

[Defiled Creature Detected!]