Max Level is 100? I Can Upgrade All skill s to Lv99999!-Chapter 219 --The Abyss — A Hidden Conspiracy

"I..."

Palmar had to admit it—he was truly tempted.

The instinct to survive was innate to all living things, and Palmar was no exception.

But... Lady Velani had personally warned him that no matter what happened, he must never reveal her location. Not even the Speaker or the High Archbishop could be told.

At this moment, Palmar fell into deep hesitation.

On the other side, Caelan was already starting to lose patience.

He directly lifted his longsword and laid it against the upper part of Palmar’s thigh, then said coldly,

"You don’t have many chances left. I’ll count to three."

"One..."

"Two..."

"I’LL TALK!!"

Palmar broke out in a cold sweat. He had never imagined that Caelan could be this vicious.

There was no way he could endure a torture like that.

As for Lady Velani’s warning... at a time like this, there was no point thinking about it anymore.

Palmar took a deep breath, as if he had finally made some important decision.

"Lady Velani’s location is..."

Before he could finish, a look of pain suddenly appeared on Palmar’s face.

In the next instant, he clutched at his throat in agony, a hoarse choking sound escaping from his mouth.

Caelan’s expression shifted as he was just about to act—

but Palmar’s body suddenly began to rapidly break apart and collapse out of control!

In the blink of an eye, Palmar’s body vanished completely, as though it had been burned into ash.

But Caelan saw it clearly.

Palmar had not been burned.

He had been reduced to particles in the truest sense.

But... why?!

Caelan was almost certain that the one who had killed Palmar was the very same Velani he had spoken of.

But where exactly was Velani? Why had Caelan failed to sense her presence at all??

Almost instinctively, Caelan activated [Eye of Insight].

Yet the feedback he received left him utterly stunned.

It was not just Palmar—

even the interior of the [Holy Trident] had long since become completely empty. What remained standing there now was nothing more than an empty shell!

What an exquisite method.

For once, a rare look of seriousness flashed through Caelan’s eyes.

To steal the [Holy Trident] right under his nose, and kill Palmar in the process—this Velani was indeed no simple character.

But...

Did she really think she had done it without leaving a trace?

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Caelan’s lips.

And sure enough, [Eye of Insight] managed to catch a few faint clues.

Through those traces, he discovered Velani’s true identity.

[Abyssal Grave-Digger Yorick]

[???]

[Description: A highly unusual existence within the Abyss, holding an extremely elevated status. One of the seven rulers of the Abyss.]

So the [Holy Trident] had actually fallen into the hands of one of the Abyss’s rulers??

Caelan frowned, but his anticipation for his future journey into the Abyss only grew stronger.

And at the exact moment Palmar was killed, an internal Ivorykin announcement was released, officially declaring Palmar’s death.

At that moment, every face among the Ivorykin—including the Speaker’s—was filled with utter disbelief.

Even the Speaker himself froze completely in place. No matter how others called out to him, he gave no response at all.

He merely stared blankly in the direction of the battlefield outside the city.

At his side, the High Archbishop could not help but mutter,

"What a promising young seed... and just like that, he was ruined by those damned Deathborn."

"For our Ivorykin, this is a tremendous loss."

After saying this, the High Archbishop came back to his senses and looked at the Speaker beside him.

And at last, the Speaker also snapped out of it.

But at this moment, his expression was unbelievably ugly, and a trace of blood-red madness flashed through his eyes.

"Inform every battle regiment—no matter the cost, no matter what it takes, those damned Deathborn must be killed! We will avenge Palmar!"

In the next instant, countless forces surged toward the Deathborn army from every direction.

Even the Speaker personally took action!

Together with the High Archbishop and nearly all of the Ivorykin’s top combat power, he led a full encirclement toward Caelan’s position!

Yet Caelan remained completely calm, because before coming here, he had already planned out his escape route.

Not only that—right before stepping into the Teleportation Array, he casually snapped his fingers toward the sky.

"If you don’t leave now, the art will bloom once again."

In the next instant, the previously stable Death Domain suddenly began to shake violently.

And the dragons within it all started moving toward one another in unison—then merging together!

In only a few short breaths,

the dozen or so dragons disappeared, replaced by a single [Divine Dragon] transformed by death energy.

And in the blink of an eye, the art bloomed once more!

...

In the Human Imperial Capital,

when Evelyn, seated inside the commander’s office, saw that Caelan had finally retreated safely, a long-lost smile appeared on her face.

Praise be to the great gods for protecting Caelan and bringing him back safely.

It had to be said—Caelan’s performance just now had deeply shaken Evelyn.

His actions inside the Ivorykin capital had felt just like watching a movie.

No, to be precise, it was far more thrilling than a movie.

This was like watching it live!

Caelan’s strength was simply too overwhelming!

At this moment, Evelyn finally felt completely at peace.

Because she now understood that she would never be able to surpass Caelan.

Perhaps this was the true meaning of the Chosen One of this era. Even inheritors were, in reality, no match for him at all.

The Supreme Staff, floating beside Evelyn, had likewise been stunned by what it had just witnessed.

"A mission of this level of difficulty... and he only used one day!?"

The Supreme Staff had even started doubting itself. Had its memory become disordered? Why was it that, in all its memories, it had never encountered someone this troublesome before??

The Supreme Staff knew far more than Merlinster and Evelyn did.

Under normal circumstances,

the stronger a person’s class and the greater their potential, the more difficult the missions assigned to them would tend to be.

But in return, such people usually possessed outstanding strength and talent, making them the envy of most awakeners.

Yet in truth, the strong often faced greater dangers.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Still, even the Supreme Staff was beginning to feel confused now.

Take Caelan’s strength, for example. To be honest, even among Chosen Ones, he would count as wildly overpowered.

Did that mean the crisis facing this era far exceeded the one from its master Volibel’s age???

If that were true... then perhaps it ought to continue sleeping after all...