Fifty days had not yet passed when the change in Alex became undeniable.

By the forty ninth day, he stood atop the remains of the tenth mountain.

The blazing realm continued to burn with the same relentless intensity, yet the battlefield no longer felt oppressive. The rivers of lava that once forced him into careful movement were now nothing more than environmental variables. His body had adapted beyond simple resistance. It had reached a state where external conditions no longer dictated his actions.

The last monster of the tenth mountain collapsed before him.

Its body disintegrated slowly, unable to withstand the precise and concentrated force behind Alex’s final strike. There was no wasted motion. No excess power. Only controlled output.

Silence followed.

Then, the familiar sound echoed within his mind.

[Ding! You have reached level 63.]

Alex did not react outwardly. He simply stood still for a brief moment before nodding once.

"So this is the limit for now," he said quietly.

At this point, he had already reached what could be considered the equivalent of Emperor Level Nine. Under normal circumstances, such progress within such a short span of time would be incomprehensible. However, Alex did not measure himself against conventional standards.

Another notification appeared.

[Ding! To break through to level 64, you will have to comprehend the basics of a law. From now on, you can use the automatic function of leveling up, or you can use your own time to level up.]

Alex’s expression shifted slightly.

Then, he smiled.

"The system is being cautious," he said.

He understood the implication immediately.

If he continued to rely purely on forced breakthroughs, his foundation would deteriorate. His strength might increase temporarily, but the structural integrity of his growth would collapse in the long term.

This option was not a limitation.

It was protection.

"I think I will comprehend more than one law before breaking through," Alex thought.

However, his gaze shifted toward the remaining mountains.

There were still twenty six left.

"If I stop now, it will slow down the overall progression."

The conclusion was immediate.

He would finish the task first.

Then focus entirely on laws.

His stance changed.

Until now, he had treated combat as a method of refinement. He had extended battles, analyzed patterns, and used every encounter to improve efficiency.

That phase ended here.

From this point onward, speed became the priority.

Without another word, Alex moved.

—

The eleventh mountain collapsed within hours.

The monsters did not have time to adapt.

They did not have time to coordinate.

Alex’s movements had become direct and absolute.

Every strike resulted in termination.

Every step closed distance instantly.

The internal pressure within his body no longer fluctuated under stress. It remained in a constant, optimized state. His muscles, bones, and skin functioned as a unified system, distributing force with near perfect efficiency.

By the end of the first week after his decision, five more mountains had fallen.

The pace continued to increase.

—

Time lost its structure within the blazing realm.

Days blended together under constant battle.

The only measurable variable was progress.

Two months passed.

By the end of that period, Alex stood at the peak of the thirty sixth mountain.

The final enemy had already been destroyed.

For the first time since accelerating his pace, Alex allowed himself to fall backward onto the ground.

His breathing was steady, but deeper than usual.

Not from exhaustion.

From release.

For two continuous months, his body had remained under constant peak output.

Now, for a brief moment, it rested.

"In this time, all twenty six remaining mountains have been cleared," he said calmly.

Rafael responded immediately. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Confirmed."

A translucent panel appeared in his vision.

[Name: Alex Moriarty

Level: 63

Basic Combat Prowess: 5 Sun

Genetic Strength: 60x]

Alex observed the data without speaking.

Then he nodded.

"Acceptable."

His body had undergone another transformation.

It was no longer simply powerful.

It had become structurally complete, at least for his current stage.

Every part of his physique operated with purpose. There were no inefficiencies. No unnecessary strain.

His strength had reached a level where even he could not precisely determine his limits.

"If I use everything I have..." he thought, "I do not know how high I can fight."

That uncertainty did not concern him.

It simply meant there was more to explore.

After a brief pause, Alex sat up.

His gaze became focused again.

"The next step."

He raised his hand slightly.

"Come out."

A faint ripple appeared in the air.

Then, a figure materialized beside him.

The angel.

Its form was calm and radiant, yet its presence carried a depth that could not be measured by appearance alone. Its wings were translucent, almost ethereal, as if they existed between states rather than within one.

He looked at it without hesitation.

"Help me comprehend a law," he said.

The angel remained silent for a brief moment.

Then, a response appeared directly within his consciousness.

"Which law?"

The communication did not use sound.

It was direct.

Alex did not need time to decide.

"Let us begin with the law of fire."

Under normal conditions, a cultivator’s talent or martial soul would determine which laws they could comprehend.

But Alex did not operate under normal conditions.

His existence itself defied such limitations.

The moment the decision was made, everything changed.

—

His vision turned completely black.

There was no sense of direction.

No sense of space.

No sense of self.

Then, gradually, something appeared.

Lines.

Countless lines.

They stretched infinitely across the darkness, intertwining, overlapping, separating, and reconnecting in patterns that could not be fully understood.

Each line represented something fundamental.

A principle.

A rule.

A fragment of reality itself.

Alex observed them without moving.

Then, among the countless lines, one began to glow.

It was subtle at first.

Then it intensified.

A single thread among infinity.

Without hesitation, Alex reached out and touched it.

The moment contact was made, everything shifted.

—

Understanding.

The concept of fire did not present itself as heat or flame.

It revealed itself as transformation.

As consumption.

As release of stored potential into active force.

Alex’s consciousness expanded.

Every instance of fire he had ever experienced became connected.

The burning heat of the blazing realm.

The molten rivers flowing through the mountains.

The friction within his own body as pressure converted into strength.

All of it aligned.

This was not learning.

It was integration.

The law of fire began to install itself within him.

—

At that exact moment, a figure appeared beside his physical body.

looked at him with visible surprise.

"He has already begun comprehending laws?" he said quietly.

"How long has it been?"

There was no answer.

But the observation remained.

Igris raised his hand slowly.

The surrounding flames of the blazing realm responded.

They did not extinguish.

They changed.

Their nature became softer.

More refined.

More aligned with the fundamental structure of fire itself.

From Alex’s perspective, the glowing line before him intensified further.

The clarity increased.

The depth expanded.

Igris had intervened.

He was assisting.

—

One month passed.

Alex’s eyes opened.

The blazing realm returned to view.

The environment had not changed.

But his perception of it had.

A notification appeared.

[Law of Fire: 1%]

[Ding! Host can break through if he wishes.]

Alex ignored it.

His attention shifted toward his martial soul.

The angel’s one wing had changed.

Within the translucent structure, a faint red line had appeared.

Thin.

"That is sufficient," Alex said.

He did not consider breaking through.

Not yet.

"Let us begin the next law."

"Water."

—

Time lost its meaning again.

Months passed in succession.

One law after another.

Water.

Earth.

Wind.

Wood

Lightning.

Light.

Darkness.

Each comprehension followed a similar structure.

Darkness.

Lines.

Selection.

Contact.

Integration.

But the complexity increased with each step.

The resistance grew.

The depth expanded.

Yet Alex did not slow down.

His body remained in a constant state of comprehension.

Even when one law was stabilizing, another began.

The processes overlapped.

Intertwined.

Reinforced each other.

From the outside, it no longer appeared as sequential learning.

It appeared as continuous transformation.

Igris observed this in silence.

At first, he attempted to track the progression.

Then he stopped.

"Is he comprehending one law at a time," he thought, "or multiple simultaneously?"

There was no clear answer.

Each day, the changes accumulated.

Each day, the depth increased.

"This is beyond standard comprehension," Igris concluded.

He did not interfere.

He only watched.

—

Eight months passed.

Alex opened his eyes once more.

This time, the change was unmistakable.

The blazing realm appeared different.

Not because it had changed.

But because he now understood it.

Every movement of flame.

Every shift in heat.

Every interaction of matter and energy.

All of it followed patterns he could now perceive.

"Rafael," he said calmly.

"I have comprehended the eight elemental laws."

There was no hesitation in his statement.

"Should I proceed with space and time?"

A brief pause followed.

Then Rafael responded.

"Of course."

"No one can comprehend the law of time before reaching the supreme level."

"But you are an exception."

The tone remained neutral.

But the implication was clear.

"If you construct your inner planet using all necessary laws," Rafael continued, "your future inner universe will evolve into a royal universe."

Alex remained silent for a moment.

Then he nodded.

"I understand."