Level up is hard? I can Directly Purchase infinite Levels!-Chapter 51: Thunder Colossus

Thunder Arbiter was a core inheritance of the Thunderclan, never passed outside the clan.

Even within the clan itself, only a tiny handful of prodigies were qualified to study it.

How could this human possibly know it?!

"Call me grandpa and I’ll tell you!"

Raine grinned wildly, his mouth full of blood, yet his laughter was unrestrained and ferocious.

He gripped the black blade and took a defensive stance.

"Good. Very good!"

"I’ll pry out every secret you have—then grind your bones to ash!"

Bruce was completely enraged.

At that moment, he recalled the Obsidian Golem Body on Raine.

That, too, was an inheritance the gargoyle race would never pass on—so how could it appear on a human?

And then there was Raine’s sudden rank increase...

There were far too many abnormalities about this human!

But in the face of absolute power, none of that mattered!

Bruce raised the Thunder Prison Blade again, lightning surging.

But this time, Raine did not wait passively.

His gaze swept across the terrified prodigies nearby, and a plan had already formed in his mind.

...

Bruce’s second slash descended.

More vicious, faster, more decisive than the first!

The Thunder Prison Blade, wrapped in torrents of lightning, transformed into a silver arc that split heaven and earth as it cleaved downward!

Before the blade even arrived, the terrifying lightning pressure shattered the ground within dozens of meters, cracking it apart inch by inch!

"Die!"

Bruce roared.

This strike was meant to cleave Raine in two!

But this was exactly the moment Raine had been waiting for.

At the instant the lightning was about to strike him, he moved.

His figure flashed like lightning as he charged toward three prodigies clustered together on the left!

They were a Flame Demon Descendant, a Stonehide Troll, and a Deathcaster wielding a bone staff.

All three were focused on the battlefield, preparing to deliver the finishing blow once Raine was crippled.

They never imagined Raine would rush toward them at this critical juncture!

By the time they reacted, Raine was already in front of them—

And Bruce’s lightning followed right behind!

"No—!!"

"Lord Bruce! It’s us!"

The three prodigies screamed in terror, desperately activating their defensive secret arts.

Flames ignited across the Flame Demon Descendant’s body, forming a blazing shield.

The Stonehide Troll’s skin hardened like iron.

The Deathcaster summoned three bone shields in rapid succession.

But before the lightning of the Divine Relic — Thunder Prison Blade, these defenses were nothing but paper!

Pff!

Pff! Pff!

Lightning swept past.

Flame shields shattered, stone skin cracked, and bone shields turned to dust!

The three prodigies didn’t even have time to scream before the lightning’s aftershock tore them into fragments!

Raine sneered inwardly, his movements never slowing.

Borrowing the force of the lightning’s residual impact, his speed surged again.

He turned and pounced toward two Shadowclan prodigies on the other side who were trying to flee the battlefield!

"Split up!"

The two Shadowclan prodigies panicked, transforming into shadows and fleeing in opposite directions.

But Raine had already anticipated this.

With a flick of his right hand, the black blade flew from his grip, shooting toward the Shadowclan prodigy on the left.

At the same time, his left hand clenched in midair as the newly unlocked Dark Avatar activated.

His entire left arm instantly transformed into pure darkness, extending shadowy tendrils that lunged toward the prodigy on the right!

Pfft!

The black blade pierced straight through the back of the left Shadowclan prodigy’s heart.

The dark tendrils wrapped around the right Shadowclan prodigy’s ankle and yanked hard!

"No—!!"

The prodigy was dragged back—

And Raine’s right hand had already condensed a lightning spear.

It was none other than the one-star Thunder Arbiter!

The spear thrust forward, piercing straight through the throat!

[You have slain a Master-rank Shadowclan prodigy. Bloodstone +12,100!]

[You have slain a Master-rank Shadowclan prodigy. Bloodstone +11,880!]

In just three seconds—five more prodigies were dead!

Combined with the previous four, a total of nine prodigies had now died directly or indirectly at Raine’s hands!

And among them, five had been killed using Bruce’s own attacks!

"AAAAAAH—!!!"

Bruce was nearly driven mad with rage.

He felt like Raine was playing him like a monkey!

This human had slaughtered clan members right before his eyes, used his attacks to kill other prodigies—

And had even inexplicably used the Thunderclan’s core inheritance art!

Utter humiliation!

An unprecedented humiliation!

"All of you—listen carefully!"

"Regardless of the cost, kill that unconscious woman first!"

Bruce completely lost his rationality, pointing furiously at Arlis, who was being protected by the unicorn.

"Kill her! Right now!"

The remaining dozen or so prodigies stiffened.

They feared Raine—but they feared an enraged Bruce even more.

Gritting their teeth, they all turned and charged toward Arlis!

The unicorn let out an anxious neigh, the horn on its forehead flaring again with moon-white radiance as it prepared to fight to the death.

"I’d like to see who dares."

A cold voice rang out.

A figure had appeared in front of Arlis without anyone noticing.

In his right hand was a black battleblade.

Its body was dark as ink—a supreme transcendent weapon!

Raine stood there, blade in hand, drenched in blood.

The gash across his chest, deep enough to expose bone, was still bleeding heavily, his aura chaotic.

Under the corrosive gnawing of lightning, the wound refused to heal.

Yet he stood unmoving—

Like an insurmountable mountain.

"If you want to touch her,"

he said hoarsely, his voice filled with absolute resolve,

"step over my corpse first."

"Courting death!"

"Kill him!"

The prodigies were enraged, unleashing another storm of attacks.

Raine swung his blade to parry, relying on the Obsidian Golem Body to endure the damage.

Like a war god, he held the ground within ten meters before Arlis—never retreating a single step!

But one man could not stand against many.

Let alone against over a dozen prodigies wielding transcendent weapons and mastering their racial secret arts!

Very soon, new wounds appeared on Raine’s body.

His left arm was sliced open by wind blades, bone visible.

His right leg was pierced through by an ice spike, his movement impaired.

His back was scorched by flames, flesh torn apart...

Yet he never retreated even half a step!

For every wound he took, he countered with even more vicious attacks—

And amid the chaos, he still managed to slay two more prodigies!

[You have slain a Master-rank Flame Demon Descendant. Bloodstone +12,400!]

[You have slain a Master-rank Stonehide Troll. Bloodstone +11,990!]

At that moment—

Bruce’s third slash arrived!

This time, Bruce did not attack from afar.

Holding the blade in one hand, he strode through the air, each step causing space itself to tremble.

"Thunder Colossus!"

The lightning around him compressed to the extreme, forming behind him a towering silver-white thunder avatar that reached the heavens!

The thunder avatar also held a battleblade—its light restrained, yet radiating an even more terrifying aura of destruction.

"Die, ant."

Bruce’s voice was icy, killing intent nearly solidifying in his eyes.

The thunder avatar slowly raised its blade as all lightning converged into its edge.

At the tip of the blade, a pinpoint of extreme silver light ignited—

Like a miniature thunder star.

"Thunder Prison—World Annihilation!"

There was no earth-shaking spectacle.

No heaven-rending lightning.

Only a hair-thin silver line extending from the blade’s tip.

As that silver line was about to be unleashed—

Raine’s pupils shrank violently, every hair on his body standing on end!

He felt the terror contained within that strike.

It was destruction compressed to the absolute limit!

He couldn’t block it.

He absolutely couldn’t block it.

Even using every skill he had, he wouldn’t survive this blow!

He would die.

He would truly die!

At that critical instant—

A sound suddenly rang out—

Ethereal.

Sacred.