Multiversal Livestreaming System : I Can Copy My Viewers Skills-Chapter 154: The Eyes in the Sky

"Are those new monsters...?"

Stream hunters on the other islands looked up at the sky, fear flashing across their faces.

The Seventh Floor was already a nightmare...

Storm Serpents flew through the air like living lightning, their bodies often crackling with blue sparks.

Sky Harpies screeched as they dove down, their talons sharp enough to tear through armor.

The ground shook from the constant impact of spells and falling bodies.

And now—

Red shapes were flying across the sky.

At first glance, they looked like demons.

Winged creatures formed from dark crimson, their bodies dripping as though carved from flesh.

Some hunters tightened their grips on their weapons.

"Another wave?!"

Someone shouted.

But a few sharper-eyed hunters did not panic immediately.

They narrowed their eyes and watched closely.

The red creatures were not attacking the stream hunters...

They were tearing into the Storm Serpents!

One crimson beast latched onto a serpent’s neck and ripped it apart midair, scattering sparks and blood across the sky. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Another dove straight through a Sky Harpy’s chest, bursting out the other side in a spray of feathers.

"They’re... helping us?"

"It’s a spell!"

Realization spread quickly.

"It’s a summoner!"

Relief washed over the battlefield almost instantly.

Shoulders that had been tense for hours loosened slightly.

Healers used the brief breathing room to patch up the injured while the fontliners rotated out to drink potions and recover their stamina.

They had barely any time to think during a raid like this...

Monsters came in waves without pause so processing new information was a luxury!

So when they understood that the red creatures were allies, many felt genuine gratitude toward the unknown caster.

They thought it would merely "ease" the strain of battle.

They were wrong.

Minutes later, a shadow passed over the fifth island.

A black-haired man with massive crimson wings flew overhead.

He did not slow down.

With a single sweep of his hand, blades formed from condensed blood shot forward in a wide arc. A group of Storm Serpents charging together were sliced apart instantly, their bodies falling in pieces before they even had time to shriek.

He moved again.

Another gesture resulted in another massacre.

Sky Harpies rushing from above were pierced by dozens of thin crimson spears.

The spears curved midair, hunting their targets with frightening precision.

Not a single one missed.

From island to island, he flew.

Wherever he passed, monsters fell in groups, as though he were slicing through soft tofu rather than living creatures.

Only then did the stream hunters truly understand.

The Red Angel in the sky was not merely "easing" the battle...

He was single-handedly changing the entire raid.

On the fifth island, Raiden looked up from his own fight.

Sweat dripped down his face.

His arms ached from hours of constant battle.

But when he saw the figure in the sky, he forgot his exhaustion for a moment.

’What a monster my brother has become...’

...

[Thananos has donated an F-tier gift]

[You have received +1 Soul Core]

[Thananos] : Welcome back, it has been awhile.

[FieryButterfly has donated an F-tier gift]

[You have received +1 Soul Core]

[FieryButterfly] : Is the connection finally back?!?! Adam I missed you!!!

[Disciple of Ice is a bit questioning towards the clinginess of the other viewers]

[Thananos] : You wouldn’t understand...

Adam glanced at the messages floating in his vision.

He raised an eyebrow.

Was it because the stream function turned off when I entered the sixth floor’s testing room?

He wondered.

It’s only been a day... does time pass differently there?

Why are they acting like I’ve been gone for quite a long while now?

He shook his head and ignored the comments...

There was work to do.

He flew to the remaining islands, continuing his pattern.

Each visit reduced the monster count further.

The stream hunters below fought with renewed hope, their burden growing lighter with every passing minute.

The red creatures he had summoned spread across the entire floor, hunting down stragglers and tearing through any monster that tried to regroup.

Eventually, the spawning stopped.

The last few monsters fell.

Silence settled over the islands for the first time since the raid began.

Adam descended back to the fourth island.

His wings folded against his back as his feet touched the ground.

Around him, stream hunters stared.

Some wanted to approach as they took half steps forward, mouths opening to speak.

But others held them back, shaking their heads.

This wasn’t the time...

They needed to reposition, to recover, to drink mana potions while they had the chance.

The raid wasn’t over yet.

Adam gave them a short glance before using his summons to hand out the mana bottles that he had bought in bulk.

This made the stream hunters from every island quietly thank this "red angel" without disturbing him.

Adam didn’t care much about their reactions, he had the money to help anyway.

He pulled out several mana bottles for his own benefit and drank them in quick succession.

The cool liquid restored his energy, but the exhaustion in his limbs remained.

’Maintaining summons is exhausting...’ he thought.

Luckily, I’m efficient enough with controlling my blood.

The cost of keeping them active is evened out...

His mana capacity had grown significantly over time.

He had spent gold freely on items and mana crystals from the shop, never letting his coins sit useless in his inventory.

As the former Crimson Mage, he already knew how to maximize his mana usage.

He understood the techniques for expanding his reserves.

Back then, he had struggled because he lacked resources.

Now, he started rich... Splurging on himself was only logical.

He walked toward where Guin and Xel’Shaar waited.

Before he reached them, Guin spotted him.

She ran forward, her small legs carrying her as fast as they could.

She stopped in front of him, looking up with wide eyes.

Neither of them spoke.

Adam quietly opened his inventory and purchased several mana cakes.

He held them out to her.

Guin accepted the gift and nodded gratefully.

Then she took a bite, her cheeks puffing out as she chewed.

Adam turned to Xel’Shaar and nodded.

"Keep leveling her up," he said.

...

As the next waves began, the tension on the battlefield visibly relaxed.

It wasn’t that the monsters had stopped coming... they still poured through the gates in large numbers.

But the fear that had gripped everyone since the start of the raid was slowly fading.

Whenever monsters swarmed a specific island, the Red Angel would descend from the sky.

His crimson wings would cut through the air as he’d landed right in the middle of the horde.

For a few minutes, chaos would follow monsters would scream and die.

Blood continued to paint the ground.

And then, just as quickly as he appeared, he would pull back.

He never killed them all.

Adam had a reason for this...

He didn’t want to hoard all the experience and gold for himself.

These stream hunters needed to grow stronger too.

The floors above would only get harder.

If he took every kill, they would stay at low levels.

They wouldn’t have enough money to buy better equipment or stock up on potions.

When the next floor came, they would die.

So he held back...

He cut the monster numbers down to a level that each island could handle on their own.

The stream hunters would finish the rest and they would get their share of experience and loot.

Most of them noticed this pretty quickly.

At first, some were confused why he stopped fighting.

But then they realized what he was doing.

Nods of appreciation followed him as he flew between islands.

A few raised their weapons in salute.

They understood that this stranger was looking out for them, even though he didn’t have to.

The waves kept coming.

Cycle after cycle, Adam followed the same pattern.

He would assess each island’s situation, kill just enough monsters to ease the pressure, then move to the next.

The stream hunters fought with more confidence, knowing that help would arrive if things got out of hand.

When the ninth cycle finally ended, silence settled over the ten islands.

Everyone knew what came next.

Rumors had spread through the Tower for months now...

Wherever the Chosen Conduit went, a floor boss’s true body would awaken...

No one really knew what that meant, because no one had ever seen it happen before... But they were about to find out.

A few of the stream hunters were nervous and in fear, while several were excited...

[Level 98 → Level 99]

[Blood control precision has been slightly increased]

’How annoying... just one more level...’

[Hidden Conditions Triggered!]

[You possess more than 80% of information about the Seventh Floor’s history.]

[Zephiron has activated True Body status.]

[Floor 7 Authority has been distributed.]

[May the battle...]

[BEGIN!]

The sky changed.

Above the ten islands, the endless grey ceiling of the seventh floor began to darken.

No—not darken... It was being replaced!

The stone and mist that normally marked the upper boundary of each floor faded away, revealing something else entirely.

A pair of eyes opened in the void.

They were enormous.

Each one was the size of an island, maybe larger.

They stared down from above with an expression that held both confusion and deep, ancient sorrow.

The pupils were like whirlpools, drawing the gaze of everyone who looked up.

Then a voice spoke.

It came from everywhere at once.

From the sky, from the ground, from the air itself.

It was deep and slow, like the sound of waves crashing against a shore that hadn’t existed for a thousand years.

And it was filled with pain...

"What has the Tower of Yxthar done to my kingdom...?"

On every island, stream hunters froze.

Weapons hung loose in trembling hands.

Some fell to their knees without meaning to.

The weight of that voice pressed down on them like the ocean itself had decided to speak...

Above them all, Adam spread his crimson wings and rose to meet the eyes in the sky.