I Am a Hero With A Hundred Abilities-Chapter 66: Ch 65. Game changer

As the words left zombie Ethan's decaying lips, "Now what are you going to do?" the Prime's aura exploded outward in a furious, uncontrolled burst.

With a deafening roar of rage, the Prime unleashed a shockwave of power that tore through the land like a divine tempest.

The very earth cracked and burned beneath its fury. All the zombies that had accompanied it—including zombie Ethan—were obliterated, reduced to ash and scattered entrails in a single, violent instant.

The Prime stood alone, panting with wrath, the air around it warped by its barely contained energy. And yet… no new zombie Ethan appeared.

Silence.

No ripple in space.

No smirk from beyond the grave.

No mocking tone.

The Prime narrowed its glowing eyes. "You can stall as long as you want…" it growled, voice reverberating through the shattered plain, "But no matter how long you take, I will wait here. I will end you myself."

And so, it waited.

An hour passed. Then two. Then three.

Five hours later, the Prime descided to leave the cursed spot no longer waiting for a trickster who would not come.

And within the sanctum-shrouded cabin, Ethan was grinning like a fox that had just outwitted a lion. His hands were behind his head, relaxed, as he chuckled to himself.

"It took him five hours," he muttered with amusement. "And here I was doubting if it would work. A Prime abandoning its territory for a single unknown like me? Pfft. Suicidal."

He snorted. "I couldn't see through his bluff at first, but in the end… he couldn't take the risk. That's all that matters."

But just as Ethan spoke those words, he felt a presence outside. He glanced at the cabin's edge, eyes narrowing.

Dozens of undead had gathered at the exact location where the Prime had previously stood.

Their eyes were hollow, but their bodies bristled with raw aggression. The weakest among them were Rank 3 zombies, with several Rank 2s, and even a few Rank 1 monsters lurking among their ranks.

The Prime, even as it had left, wasn't done.

It had given a standing order—one that Ethan quickly deduced.

"These things…" Ethan mused, watching them from the safety of the barrier, "They were told to kill me the moment I appear again in that area…"

"Guess even monsters can be petty."

But then, Ethan's smirk widened into a full-blown grin.

"Still," he said with a laugh, "he might've just done me a favor."

He turned to Gray, his loyal companion, eyes gleaming.

Before, if Ethan and Gray wanted to farm points, they had to sneak around looking for low-ranked zombies scattered in the wild. It took hours just to find a decent cluster without attracting something bigger.

But now? they've got an entire buffet of free points right outside their door. Delivered to them like takeout.

"The Prime thinks he's setting a trap, but all he's done is save us the trouble of hunting."

With a mock salute in the direction of the Prime's last known location, Ethan laughed again and said:

"I'm not sure if that guy's my worst enemy or my best helper."

Then, with excitement burning in his veins, he turned to Gray.

"Alright, pal. Let's go hunting."

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Although Ethan had initially planned to step outside and hunt himself, caution won out over bravado.

He knew the Prime could return at any time—silent, watchful, waiting for a slip-up. If he exposed himself, even for a second, he might not have enough time to self-detonate before the Prime captured him.

So instead, he made the smart move: he didn't go himself.

He sent out his zombie proxies—specifically, zombie Ethan and zombie Gray.

Yes, Gray too could be zombified. That had been a revelation Ethan stumbled upon after realizing the original technique worked on himself.

It was risky, but zombie Gray still retained his unique traits, and those were more than enough to devastate low-tier undead.

Zombie Gray, although just 2nd Rank, was a monster among monsters.

He couldn't take down Rank 1 zombies head-on—those were elite-level threats—but Rank 3 zombies dropped like flies under his claws and lightning-charged steps, especially with zombie Ethan's gun support and constant battlefield repositioning.

Ethan could have made more zombie Grays, but he'd learned early that splitting power diluted effectiveness. One Gray was better than many weak ones.

So the hunt began.

Zombie Gray tore through Rank 3 zombies, darting between enemies with Lightning Step, fangs glowing with electric fury.

At times, he would clamp down on a Rank 2, tearing through limbs or crippling their movement.

Zombie Ethan, would provide precise fire support—headshots, knee caps, neck bursts—always shooting to kill.

The battle outside mirrored the old days—like the First Zone of the Sanctum, except this time Ethan and Gray were comfortably inside, sipping rationed drinks and laughing while their undead clones fought, died, respawned, and died again.

It became a cycle of carnage.

And that cycle continued for 12 relentless days.

By the 4th day, Ethan had gathered enough points to evolve Gray from 2nd Rank to 1st Rank. He did it quietly.

He didn't want the Prime—or its network of undead spies—to realize Gray had grown more dangerous. Luckily, the evolution didn't drastically alter Gray's appearance, so it was easy to hide.

That day, Gray gained a new trait—one that left Ethan stunned.

Trait Gained: Shadow Echo – Allows Gray to split into two versions of himself, each with equal power and abilities for a short duration.

It was a game-changer, but Ethan kept the trump card hidden because if the prime knew Ethan could get stronger in such a ridiculously short amount of time, he would try all means to get rid of Ethan he might even ally with the other primes just to achieve that.

So for the next eight days, they continued the grind while hiding their strength.

And then came the 12th day.

Ethan had finally gathered enough points to evolve Gray to the rank of Prime.

As the evolution process began inside the cabin, the room was flooded with radiant pulses of energy.

When the light faded, Gray stood silently in the center of the room. He looked almost unchanged—still the same imposing beast, still calm, still calculating—but Ethan knew better.

It wasn't the body that always changed. It was everything else.

After that Ethan opened the Companion Interface. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

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[Companion Information]

Name: Gray

Species: Voltshadow

Age: 1 Year

Current Strength: Stable

Position in Food Chain: Pseudo Prime

[Evolution Pathway Available]

> Next Requirement: 0 / 2,000,000,000 Points

(Points must be manually allocated to evolution.)

Unique Traits may manifest upon evolution.

Bond Strength directly affects Growth Potential.

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[Traits]

Predator's Dominion – Locks enemies in place with sheer presence.

Windrazor Fang – Launches wind blades with every bite.

Stormpiercer Horn – Channels lightning through the horn to fire devastating arcs.

Lightning Step – Teleports short distances using arcs of lightning.

Shadow Echo – Splits Gray into two with equal strength.

Soul Bind: Hunter's Fusion – Allows Gray and his master to fuse, creating a terrifying hybrid with exponential power amplification and shared traits.

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Ethan stared.

His mouth slowly opened as His eyes gleamed.