I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second - Chapter 563: The Transformation of Izak
Chapter 563: Chapter 563: The Transformation of Izak
The clash between opponents of the same level, aside from the diversity and utility of skills, most importantly depends on the attributes.
Take for example the duel between Xiyue and Cheng Xiao.
Both are War God-level powerhouses with Supreme Law, possessing skills acquired from their path of cultivation.
It is true that Cheng Xiao is a genius, but the resources usually available to geniuses are generally only enough to enhance their innate skills to the Forbidden Curse.
Not every professional is a freak like Lin Yi, possessing nearly unlimited skill points to upgrade new skills acquired after successful job changes to the Forbidden Curse Layer.
In terms of skill diversity, Xiyue holds a slight advantage.
She has the additional profession of a Gunfighter, mastering another set of skills.
With roughly equal attributes, when the two clash, it’s evident that the odds are more in Xiyue’s favor.
If both sides only have one set of skills, then it depends on the attributes.
Clenching his fists, Lin Yi felt a surge of excitement.
There is nothing more exhilarating than surpassing levels and defeating the opponent.
Why could Lin Yi, with the level and the vastly superior attributes his bloodline brought, confront opponents like the Crimson Makara without falling behind? It was entirely due to a variety of advanced skills.
Reading the skill descriptions on the panel, Lin Yi could even feel the enormous power pulsing inside him.
Put simply, even if his level remained at the Seventh Transformation, Lin Yi was fairly confident that he could completely defeat the Crimson Makara and protect Blue Star.
Buzz!
Buzz Buzz!
Dazzling white light lit up consecutively from Lin Yi’s body, unabated.
Having participated in multiple battles and with absolute strength conquered the Deep Sea Tower, Lin Yi was no longer sure how much experience he had overflowed.
The stunning upgrade effects added vibrance to this cold cavern.
The continuously flashing upgrade effects only stopped once Lin Yi reached level 280.
At this moment, Lin Yi was so excited, he was trembling.
In this world of the strong preying on the weak and brutal rules, nothing brings more joy than increasing one’s strength.
If it weren’t for wanting to upgrade subsequent skills to the evolved Forbidden Curse Level, Lin Yi would have undoubtedly left this Antarctic ice cave earlier.
On a pitch-black distant planet, an unprecedented catastrophe was occurring.
No one on this planet’s inhabitants expected that the planet, peaceful for hundreds of years, would once again descend into chaos.
Sporadically flickering lightning illuminated the entire world.
In the dark ocean, waves roiled and roared endlessly.
When the lightning struck, it could illuminate a corner of the world; under this faint light, several humanoid figures standing in the surging waves could be seen.
Under the full-bodied wings, the emaciated torso appeared extremely abrupt.
Yet the oppressive aura emanating from this figure was incredibly terrifying.
The long bird-like face was full of mockery and contempt.
He stood, holding a magic staff radiating a ghostly purple light, like an immovable Mount Tai.
A sturdy figure knelt before him.
That person, enveloped in filled muscles, was clad in tough scale armor, with a pair of broken dragon horns on his head.
Under the light of the electricity, the hideous scars on his body could be faintly seen.
The master of Izak Planet, the Crimson Makara, was beaten so miserably on his own turf—who could believe it?
“What’s the matter, Crimson Makara? Seeing your appearance, you seem somewhat unwilling, are you regretting today’s decision?”
The catastrophe’s eyes glinted with a bizarre dusk-purple flame, the powerful pressure forcing the humanoid creatures behind him to hold their breath and stand still.
The Crimson Makara struggled, trying to stand up.
But the life force rapidly draining from his body and the divine power furiously eroding him constantly stripped away the strength he arduously gathered.
This ruler of countless years on Izak Star could no longer proudly stand as before.
He even looked as pathetic as a dog that lost its home.
“Hehe, Calamity, is it? Truly an eye-opener.”
“I do indeed have some regrets, but what I regret is not failing to accept the conditions you proposed.”
The interference of an Upper-Rank God in a lower realm affair, the Crimson Makara never imagined it would occur to him.
The Crimson Makara’s regret was not about being defeated by the divine sense left by the Calamity on Izak Planet.
He was angry at himself for not listening to Lin Yi’s suggestion, failing to carve out a path for his planet and missing the opportunity to fight alongside Lin Yi.
Looking at the Izakites forced to kneel behind Calamity’s divine sense for survival, the Crimson Makara could not muster any hatred.
What remained in his heart was only a deep sense of remorse.
He had failed to protect his planet and its people, forcing these beings to make painful decisions.
“I, the Crimson Makara, am a noble Ancestral Dragon! In my world, apart from the Dragon God, nothing can make me bow in servitude!”
“You ugly creature, trying to make me……”
The Crimson Makara was a tough guy.
But his strength was limited.
In the face of absolute strength, the only thing he could maintain was his dignity.
He did not finish his words.
A head plunged with a thud into the pitch-black ocean.
Small-minded Calamity had already lost face once in the lower plane.
How could he tolerate such humiliation from a mere Crimson Makara?
Therefore, before the Crimson Makara finished his words, Calamity swung his magic staff, directly severing the Crimson Makara’s head.
Thunder cracked intermittently.
The sound of rain pattered.
The entire Izak Planet was silent, except for the rumbling thunder and slapping waves.
The Crimson Makara’s body, losing its support, slowly descended toward the ocean, destined to vanish on this planet one day.
“Now, Izak Planet is mine, what can you do?”
Waving his magic staff, a ray of lightning, hundreds of meters thick, thundered down, shooting toward the descending body of the Crimson Makara.
Judging by the earlier methods displayed by Calamity, this strike was utterly terrifying.
The Crimson Makara’s body had likely been reduced to dust in the deep sea.
All the kneeling creatures on Izak Planet trembled at the moment the lightning fell.
They weren’t spineless.
They just understood the disparity between themselves and Calamity, wishing to avoid futile resistance.
Who could say for certain how many Izak creatures’ corpses were buried beneath the dark sea?
“Of course, Lord Calamity.”
“You are an Upper-Rank God; we ought to kneel before you. As for that Crimson Makara, he didn’t want to do it, but I will lead everyone to do it!”
“How about it, everyone? Join me under the leadership of the Upper-Rank God as we invade Blue Star together!”
“Once the Upper-Rank God is satisfied, Izak Planet will enjoy eternal peace!”
The second-in-command of Izak Planet, Black Abyss, rose from the crowd, carrying a monstrous and heavy tortoise shell.
The faint light of the lightning could not fully reveal the ugliness on his face.
All the inhabitants of Izak clearly witnessed, on the eve of the battle between the Crimson Makara and Calamity, this treacherous Black Abyss, with a face full of flattery, standing on Calamity’s side.
