Level up is hard? I can Directly Purchase infinite Levels!-Chapter 49: You Call This a Prodigy?

"Idiotic."

Bruce felt nothing at all.

He wasn’t some greenhouse flower. He had long since seen every kind of death there was.

He had witnessed deaths far more brutal than this—and this would absolutely not be the last person he killed.

He turned, ready to deal with Arlis.

But at that moment—

At the center of the massive crater, the figure that had been completely silent... slowly stood up.

His entire body was charred black, his flesh split open, wounds so deep bone was visible.

Yet his eyes were frighteningly bright, and the dark-gold patterns across his body surged like a frenzy.

He hadn’t been destroyed by the thunder.

Instead—like a ravenous beast—he was devouring the remaining lightning energy in the air!

Crackle—!

Arcs of electricity danced across his skin, absorbed and fused little by little by the Obsidian Golem Sigil.

BOOM!!

A terrifying, restrained aura erupted from Raine’s body!

The charred skin on his surface peeled away inch by inch, revealing newly regenerated flesh beneath.

That skin carried a strange sheen—dark gold interwoven with silver-white.

The markings covering him were no longer simple lines. They had evolved into intricate lightning runes!

Each rune seemed to pulse with living thunder.

Three-star Obsidian Golem Body—achieved!

Raine slowly lifted his head and looked toward Bruce in the sky.

Bruce frowned slightly, staring at Raine again.

What kind of monster was this human?

That attack—ordinary Grandmasters wouldn’t dare to take it head-on. A Master who’d only temporarily advanced... how could he possibly survive it?

The surrounding alien prodigies were equally shaken. Their expressions finally turned grave.

They weren’t afraid of strong enemies.

They feared enemies that didn’t fear death—and couldn’t be killed.

Raine bared his teeth in a grin, his teeth stained red with blood.

"Now... it’s my turn."

"My turn?"

Bruce hovered in midair, silver hair whipping wildly in the lightning glow.

He froze for a beat—then the corner of his mouth curved into a cold, cruel arc.

Looking down at Raine in the crater, he could feel the aura coming off those dark-gold-and-silver patterns on the human’s body—enough to make even him take notice.

"The gargoyle race’s Obsidian Golem Body?"

"No wonder you lasted this long. Interesting."

Lightning flickered in Bruce’s eyes.

With his experience, he naturally recognized the gargoyle royal line’s bloodline art.

He simply hadn’t taken Raine seriously before, and he’d never believed a human could wield such a bloodline art.

"I thought you were just a slightly tougher ant. Didn’t expect you to survive my thunder."

He descended slowly, landing on the scorched earth. With each step, fine electric arcs scattered underfoot.

"But an ant is still an ant. Even if it grows wings, it can’t fly out of my palm."

Before his words even fell—

Bruce’s figure blurred!

In the next instant, he was already in front of Raine. His right hand formed a claw, wrapped in annihilating lightning, tearing straight for Raine’s throat!

Fast.

So fast that even an afterimage was nearly impossible to catch.

But Raine moved.

Three-star Obsidian Golem Body gave him more than defense and strength—it granted him neural response and dynamic vision far beyond what he’d ever had before!

He shifted his torso, leaned back, narrowly slipping past the claw—then his right leg whipped out like a steel lash, smashing toward Bruce’s waist!

THUD—!

A dull impact rang out.

Bruce casually blocked the kick with his left arm, but a flicker of surprise flashed through his eyes.

So heavy!

That kick’s power was already infinitely close to Grandmaster level!

"Not bad."

Bruce sneered.

Thunder surged in his right hand, condensing into a spear of lightning that swept horizontally!

Raine didn’t retreat—he surged forward instead, driving the Blackglow War Spear into the lightning spear head-on!

CLANG—!!!

A piercing metal shriek exploded!

The shockwave swept outward, the ground cracking as shattered rocks flew.

Raine was blasted back hundreds of meters—but he was completely uninjured.

"He blocked it?!"

"What?!"

"How is that possible?!"

The alien prodigies watching from the sides stared wide-eyed.

Bruce was a newly risen genius of the Thunderclan’s younger generation—Master Rank 7.

With the lightning art inherited in his bloodline, he could fight and win even against an ordinary Grandmaster!

Yet this human—who had only temporarily raised his rank through a forbidden art—could actually trade blows with him for this long?!

"Interesting—so interesting!"

Bruce didn’t get angry. He laughed instead, battle intent blazing in his eyes.

He suddenly found this human... genuinely worth something.

"You’re worth taking seriously."

Lightning around Bruce erupted, his aura climbing in surges!

But Raine had no intention of continuing to tangle with him.

"Take me seriously?"

Raine suddenly grinned, the smile full of mockery.

"Who the hell do you think you are, talking to me like that?"

His figure abruptly retreated—

Not to flee, but to charge straight toward the group of alien prodigies watching the fight!

At the same time, he roared inwardly:

"System—maintain Master rank for another hour!"

[Ding! Bloodstone deducted: 36,047!]

...

"Damn!"

"He’s looking down on us?!"

"Kill him!"

More than twenty prodigies drew their weapons and unleashed their racial skills.

In an instant—flames, frost, toxic fog, shadows, lightning, wind blades...

Attacks of every attribute poured down like a storm!

Each of these prodigies came from formidable backgrounds, their weapons at least Transcendent-grade.

A few even held supreme transcendent weapons, their power terrifying.

But Raine didn’t fear them at all!

Three-star Obsidian Golem Body granted him horrifying defense and regeneration, turning him into a savage beast charging through an ocean of attacks!

He moved like lightning. Most strikes grazed past him; the few that landed left only shallow wounds on his Obsidian Golem Body.

"First one!"

Raine locked onto the nearest Firewing Clan prodigy.

The opponent was pouring everything into a crimson greatsword, spewing infernal flames.

"Flame Rhythm!"

The Firewing prodigy roared.

A gigantic flaming bird over ten meters long dove straight at Raine!

Raine didn’t dodge.

He charged right into it!

At the moment the firebird was about to swallow him, he slipped beneath its body.

The Blackglow War Spear struck like a viper—piercing the Firewing prodigy’s throat!

[You have slain a Master-rank Firewing Clan prodigy. Bloodstone +11,320!]

[Obtained: Superior Transcendent Weapon · Scarlet Blade!]

Raine kicked the corpse aside and lunged for the next target!

"Stop him! This human isn’t simple!"

"Attack! Everyone together—now!"

Only after seeing one prodigy killed so quickly did the others finally realize how serious the situation was.

"Temporary advancement"—that assumption had made them subconsciously believe this human was at his limit, a spent arrow that couldn’t last much longer.

But who could have imagined that after taking Bruce’s repeated heavy blows, he still had the strength to slaughter prodigies?!

The alien prodigies instantly went all-out, forming a tight defensive-and-offensive formation.

But Raine was too fast!

He deliberately targeted those on the outskirts, those with slightly slower reactions. Every strike was precise and vicious—he could kill within just a handful of moves!

In mere minutes, four prodigies had already fallen into pools of blood!

"Damn it!!"

Bruce finally erupted in fury.

He hadn’t expected Raine to be this cunning—refusing to face him head-on, instead butchering the relatively weaker prodigies.

It was a blatant slap in the face!

"Die!"

Bruce became a streak of silver lightning, crossing a hundred meters in an instant, a punch hammering toward Raine’s back!

At the exact moment the fist was about to land, Raine’s body twisted in a bizarre arc.

Not only did he evade the blow—he also shoved a Shadowclan prodigy who’d been trying to ambush him directly into its path.

PFF—!

Bruce’s fist punched straight through the Shadowclan prodigy’s chest!

"Lord Bruce... you..."

The Shadowclan prodigy stared down at his chest in disbelief, his life rapidly draining away.

Raine nearly laughed out loud.

But he had no time to celebrate—because Bruce’s second strike was already coming!

This time, it was a thunder-condensed spear, sealing off every possible angle of escape!