Max Level is 100? I Can Upgrade All skill s to Lv99999!-Chapter 171 --Infinite Lightblade — One-Shot!

The awakeners present did not immediately make a move.

They were all waiting, waiting for the Deathborn to enter the optimal attack positions.

However, under the lead of the Deathborn King, the Deathborn themselves were not acting impulsively.

By now, Caelan had already earned a great reputation among the awakeners.

And, by chance, the Deathborn King had just been standing beside Caelan. That gave him a bold idea:

Defeat Caelan, and then win the trial!

If he succeeded, he could boast about it online endlessly!

But before that could happen, he first had to find a way to escape his current predicament.

After a brief moment of thought, a thick, black mist suddenly began to seep around the Deathborn King.

"Domain of Death Aura!"

In the next moment, the entire battlefield was enveloped in black fog.

The regular awakeners, who had been planning to sneak in for an advantage, instantly realized that something had changed when they saw the dark mist.

"Damn it! Looks like these Deathborn have noticed our plan! We need a new strategy!"

"This Deathborn King... he’s impressive. Using his skill like that is actually quite a sight. But does he really think we can’t deal with him? Wendy, I’ll leave this to you."

Wendy, an awakener who controlled the wind element, immediately rose into the air and summoned a powerful gust of wind.

"Gale of Transformation!"

In the next instant, a soft breeze began to ripple across the once-calm battlefield.

Unlike a tornado or hurricane, such a gentle wind was barely noticeable to most. Even if someone did notice, it wasn’t something to be overly concerned about.

After all, it was just a soft breeze. What harm could it possibly cause?

Yet for the black mist, the effect was tremendous.

Under the influence of the wind, vast swathes of black fog vanished almost instantaneously.

When the mist cleared, the regular awakeners frowned as they looked at the now empty ground.

No good... the Deathborn have escaped!

Damn it, where did they go?

"Everyone, act cautiously. Split into teams and search for traces of the Deathborn. Once you find them, don’t act rashly — immediately report back to the main force."

Yet, some of the regular awakeners scoffed at this call.

"What a joke! If we run into Deathborn we can actually handle, why call in the main force?"

Do they really think everyone here has unlimited points to spare?

In truth, this trial ultimately relied on individual scores. So whether Deathborn or regular awakeners, there was a conflict of interest among participants.

Elsewhere, inside a cave,

Caelan lounged comfortably in a recliner, a glass of chilled soda on the table beside him.

Anyone else witnessing the scene would have been utterly shocked.

Are you kidding me? This is a trial, isn’t it?!

And you’re acting like you’re on vacation?

In fact, Caelan had decided to take a small break. The first round of the trial was mainly to familiarize himself with the rules and scoring; the rankings weren’t important yet.

Just then, Iverson suddenly exclaimed,

"Cousin Caelan! Those Deathborn are charging toward us! The Deathborn King is with them!"

Immediately after saying this, Iverson prepared to act.

But he didn’t anticipate that Caelan’s response would be far swifter.

Without warning, Caelan drew a longsword from his back.

Gripping it with both hands, he made a light forward swing.

"Infinite Lightblade!"

In the next moment, the long-missed searing miniature sun appeared.

The leading Deathborn King hadn’t even had a chance to react before he was completely vaporized!

Almost instantly, the resurrection circle’s runes began to glow with a pale blue light.

A prompt appeared in front of Caelan:

[Congratulations! You have slain the Deathborn King. Points +100,000]

[Congratulations! You have slain a Deathborn. Points +2,000]

[Congratulations! You have slain a Deathborn...]

By now, many awakeners had noticed what was happening on Caelan’s side.

They had assumed that, surrounded by so many Deathborn, Caelan and Iverson would be in serious trouble.

Yet in the next moment, the miniature sun rose, and the Deathborn King, along with the surrounding Deathborn, were instantly obliterated!

"My god... he killed the Deathborn King in one shot???"

"This guy... what kind of power does he even have?! I need to team up with him!!"

"Is this for real?? The Deathborn King’s attributes are 10 to 100 times stronger than ours. How could he be wiped out so easily??"

Meanwhile, the remaining Deathborn, after a brief shock, immediately recognized Caelan’s terror.

"Brothers, stop running — it’s pointless! Our only option now is to kill that guy and break his control over skills!"

At this moment, the Deathborn who were farther from the miniature sun went berserk, charging straight toward the cave where Caelan was.

But from Caelan’s perspective, their attack was meaningless.

Killing these Deathborn required no skill at all — just swordsmanship would suffice to handle them effortlessly.

However...

This is a perfect opportunity for Iverson to train.

Caelan’s gaze swept over Iverson’s nervous face.

Ever since entering the trial, Iverson had been under constant tension.

There was no escaping it — standing beside his cousin Caelan was far more stressful than anything the team leader could impose.

"Iverson, I’ll leave these weaklings to you," Caelan said casually, taking a sip of his chilled soda.

Iverson’s face hardened, and he nodded solemnly.

"Don’t worry, Cousin Caelan. I’ll give it everything I’ve got!"

Perhaps bolstered by Caelan’s encouragement, Iverson swung his greatsword with renewed vigor.

At that moment, his strength was fully revealed.

While enjoying the spectacle, Caelan didn’t remain idle. He casually pointed out corrections in Iverson’s swordsmanship.

Although Caelan wasn’t accustomed to using a greatsword, many principles of swordplay were universal.

Iverson felt a unique sensation.

Even though his level and attribute points hadn’t changed, his abilities were improving at an extraordinary speed.

In that instant, Iverson’s excitement soared.

Cousin Caelan’s strength was simply unparalleled.

A single casual tip from him was enough to make Iverson feel like he was about to take off.

Incredible!!!