Level 1 to Infinity: My Bloodline Is the Ultimate Cheat!-Chapter 130: Marked for Death

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[Global Announcement: Player ’NotADruid’ from the Northern Frontier Region (Dragonspire) has obtained Ability Scroll: Teleportation (Divine) at coordinates 54945.126574.36164.

Holding Time: 0 hours, 10 minutes.

If the scroll remains in possession for 12 hours, it will become usable.

Until then, the holder’s coordinates will be broadcast every 10 minutes.

Players, seize your chance to claim it!

If the scroll changes hands, the timer resets.

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The world barely had time to process the Level 6 guild announcement and the Town Conquest wars, and now, this.

A Divine Ability Scroll had appeared, throwing the entire player base into chaos. For a brief moment, no one knew how to react.

But Ethan had zero time to care about any of that. Because right behind him, a massive head emerged from the canyon’s fractured earth. Then, a hulking torso followed, its enormous frame clawing its way free.

When the creature fully revealed itself, Ethan saw its name floating above its head:

[Ancient Riftwalker]

Ethan immediately activated Basic Appraisal.

[Ancient Riftwalker]

Rank: Elite

Level: 69

HP: ???

Attack: ???

Defense: ???

That was all he could see, but it was enough.

A Level 69 Elite? For Ethan, this thing was a world boss. Even if he shifted into Stag Form or Bear Form, he’d be one-shot instantly. There was no fighting this. The only option? Run. But the entrance was blocked.

Where the hell was he supposed to go?

"Roar! Foolish human, I’ve finally found you!"

Ethan froze.

’It… can talk?’

And what did it mean by finally found me? His eyes narrowed as he examined the Riftwalker more closely. Then, he spotted it.

Perched atop the creature’s head was a shadowy figure, cloaked in deep violet and black mist. Something about it felt… eerily familiar.

"Caw, caw, caw…"

Before Ethan could react, the shadow burst into mist and seeped into the Riftwalker’s body—through its nostrils, mouth, and ears. The twenty-meter-tall Riftwalker let out an earth-shaking howl.

Then, its body began to mutate.

Wings.

From its back, a pair of massive, pitch-black wings unfurled, like those of a raven.

Ethan’s stomach dropped. Without thinking, he activated Appraisal again.

[Evolved Ancient Riftwalker (Crowling God Anzu)]

Rank: Commander

Level: 99

Other stats: ???

Commander Rank.

Level 99.

This thing wasn’t just overpowered, it was a death sentence.

"Crowling God?" Ethan’s mind raced.

That shadowy figure must’ve been the real cause of the Riftwalker’s evolution. But why? It was already impossible to fight in its previous state, what was the point of making it even stronger?

The newly evolved Riftwalker didn’t attack right away. Instead, it grinned mockingly and spoke in a deep, guttural voice.

"Foolish human. I told you—I remember your scent. Caw, caw, caw…"

Ethan stiffened.

Wait… That voice. That phrase. Suddenly, it all clicked.

Back when he was Level 5, he had done the Owl Form transformation quest. One of the quest bosses had been a Crowling creature, and after slaying it, he had looted an insanely powerful Warlock staff.

At the time, the system had given him a special warning, because he had killed a clone of a Pseudo-Divine entity, it would remember him.

And—

It would periodically descend into the world… to hunt him down. So much time had passed without incident that Ethan had completely forgotten about the system warning. But now, staring at the monstrous figure before him, he remembered.

That Pseudo-Divine entity? Its name was Crowling God Anzu. And the Ancient Riftwalker was merely a vessel for its descent.

Ethan frowned. The creature wasn’t rushing to kill him, it was playing with him. A twisted game of cat and mouse.

Taking the opportunity, he scanned his surroundings, desperately searching for an escape route. The possessed Riftwalker chuckled darkly, its deep voice echoing across the valley.

"Foolish human, are you looking for a way out? Give up. I have already sealed the only exit, the water pool behind you.

Caw, caw, caw… Unless you control spatial magic, you have no way out.

Now, be a good little pet and accept your fate as my slave!"

Ethan’s heart sank. So it was true. That pool really was the only exit.

In his past life, the player who had taken the Divine Ability Scroll had escaped through that very route. But now? That exit was buried, the entire pool collapsed under a pile of boulders. All because of this damn Crowling God.

Was this really it? Was he really going to die here?

More importantly—he’d drop the Wishbound Relic upon death. Would he ever get another chance to reclaim it?

Opening his inventory, Ethan stared at the Wishbound Relic, still lying untouched in his bag.

Would he lose it… in this life, too?

Just as despair began creeping in, his gaze landed on something else in his inventory. A dull gray scroll, sitting right next to the relic.

Ethan’s eyes lit up. Then, his lips curled into a grin.

How could he have forgotten about this? Without hesitation, he grabbed the scroll and clenched it in his fist.

"You stupid bird!" Ethan sneered. "You think you can keep me here? Maybe in your next life!"

Before Anzu could react, Ethan crushed the scroll in his hand. A wave of magic surged, wrapping around his entire body.

A second later, he vanished.

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When Ethan reappeared, he was far away from the valley, standing atop a distant ridge. From here, he could see the towering cliffs that enclosed the hidden canyon.

He exhaled sharply, wiping the sweat from his brow.

"Made it out…"

That had been way too close. His lifesaver?

A Random Teleport Scroll.

He had only ever found one, way back in the Starter Zone, after exploiting a bug to kill that rare giant rat boss.

And now… that 8,000 gold scroll was gone.

The loss stung, but it was nothing compared to losing the Wishbound Relic. Shaking his head, Ethan turned toward the road leading downhill.

Not far from here was Duskridge. Skyblade and his squad were probably already fighting for control of the town. Duskridge was the only town in the region spanning Levels 25 to 55, which made it a must-have.

The player level range was broad, meaning this town would remain crowded for a long time. More importantly, its location was strategic.

To the north: Direct access to Harmony City.

To the west: A Level 25-35 hunting zone.

To the east: A Level 35-50 hunting zone.

To the south: A Level 50-55 zone, with a barrier leading toward the Central Dominion.

Most crucially, Duskridge housed the largest teleportation array outside of the main cities, capable of transporting thousands of players at once. Owning this town meant absolute control over future guild wars and even regional war campaigns.

With that in mind, Ethan picked up his pace, heading toward Duskridge. But just as he started moving—

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A thunderous explosion erupted behind him. His heart skipped a beat. Spinning around, his eyes widened.

Above the valley, a massive cloud of dark fire churned violently, blocking out the sky. A monstrous figure loomed within, its silhouette crackling with raw destruction, like a harbinger of death, risen straight from the abyss.