Overpowered Wizard

Chapter 239: B3: C29: Wizard, Cultivator, Harrowing Mist Isles, Danger Hot 1

Zarian asserted his claim as the mightiest by facing the wraith at the center of his Void Domain. His claim became greater by partnering Overpowered Times Two with Grand War Mage Body Furnace and his other physical buffs.

Para helped the most as his biggest physicality reinforcer while Floridian Mindset did its divine Thematic Law thing, of course, making Para even greater, which made Zarian’s body greater.

Because of all that, the wizard’s reality-bending assertion ran little to no risks of being wrong. Causality followed his certified whim and made him as strong as he needed to be.

Making him an indomitable tank.

The wraith’s attacks went from leaving a little damage to leaving no damage whatsoever even when it added other skills – such as Chilling Death +3 and Soul Shatter Howl +3.

The creepy, white-blue-green death skill crackled and snapped like splintered glass off his body. Its icy conjurations faded into the voracious gaps of Void Domain after having no effect.

The howl skill struck like a cannon that could’ve killed hundreds of Level 50 adventurers or obliterated the heart of a human capital city in the Walled Continent. Against the Conquest Wizard? It was more like a breeze that hit a brick wall that had Sainte-Darkrun written on it before petering out in the corners of Void Domain.

The wraith’s traits weren’t much help either, a few failing because they depended on the wraith having an overt advantage or doing a specific action that weakened Zarian. Sadly for the wraith, the ultimate tank wizard remained strengthened.

In fact, Zarian damaged himself more by using his Grand War Mage Body Furnace. However, the vitality loss was trivial, a price worth paying.

With the wraith’s attacks staying impotent against a wizard, the monster became more afraid as the dark and hungry void clamped down from all directions.

Zarian added a cast of Void Madness as the last nail on the coffin, and the wraith’s Willpower broke apart. It couldn’t handle the overpowered and devouring existence of an eldritch scourge like Zarian.

Traumatized, the wraith stopped fighting. It didn’t bother to flee. The monster froze up like an oversized prey animal.

With his arms crossed, Zarian’s lion tail reached into his cloak. The fifth limb pulled out the big black sword Hannah had redesigned and touched up a few times before they separated.

Zarian channeled Void Domain into Aura Slayer. The six-foot-long ‘wand’ turned hazy, nightmarish, and blacker than black. A fiendish force ran along its edge. Then Zarian took things a step further by casting Void Acid and Bloody Lifesteal on the sword as well.

Why?

Just for kicks and giggles.

With the wraith standing like a vegetable, Zarian’s tail snapped around and swiped Aura Slayer through the monster. One cut. One kill.

The wraith’s life energy disappeared into the void. Its soul untethered from its physical frame and faded into the embrace of the Infinita Star System. Its body physically unraveled on the spot while disappearing in acid-dissolving chunks that dripped into the void. RÅƝƟᛒËș

All that remained were its chains, the links clattering into the brackish water with a solemn splash.

Familiar dinging sounds rang in Zarian’s head.

Since the Master Rankers were waiting for their non-ranker friends to rank up, checking notifications on the go was a fine deal in the meantime. Zarian smiled as he gave in to the old impulse.

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It really seemed like leveling up skills would be harder as Master Rankers.

All his skills were advanced or high-quality stuff. Also, being a Master Ranker was like turning on the super hard mode difficulty in gaining experience.

Zarian either had to murder more monsters for experience or find more difficult events that yielded more experience. He wouldn’t be ascending until after the tournament, after all, so he might as well explore more intense and alternative ways to level up.

“Hm, I think I will change into a kilt, after all,” Para said, shifting from her cloak form to her kilt form. Her ragged strands of dark red and cosmic-like fabric fell from out of Zarian’s uncovered waist and draped over his shadowy leggings and boots. “There. It’s safer for a tail to wield a mighty sword with the cloak out of the way.”

Cat-like features appeared from her head, her digits, her mouth, and from the diamond cut in the back of the bodysuit where a tail could sprout. Blood-pumping veins appeared on her forehead as her irises sharpened into slits.

Her hand chop split the water, the sonic wave, the flying debris, and smashed down on the ugly gorilla’s hand, fracturing some bones. A deep, water-draining ravine appeared in the middle with a big splash, stretching across two hundred feet between her and the monster.

Surprised, the gorilla roared in pain and stumbled backward. It shook its hurt hand as if the oversized ape hadn’t faced a real challenge in a long time.

With blood in the water, the cultivator stalked forward slowly, arrogantly, with her fanged mouth grinning ever wider. Her black, fuzzy tail snapped from side to side. Her heart hammered with the deep beat of a rave as her new abilities filled her to the brim with power.

God damn it all, did she love power! She loved, loved, loved it! Her new trait from combining Power Seeker, Mental Sharpness, and Dao of Tempering represented that perfectly.

The gorilla turned its roar of pain to a roar of anger. It raised its broken hand and clenched it into a fist before emitting a red flash. The fractured bones corrected themselves with a loud crunch, showing off its healing ability, which was honestly great to see.

Naomi could practice more things on the monster to grow her power. Thus, she turned off multiple abilities and returned to being a smaller human woman without the super glow of overlapping abilities. From there, she could be more selective.

Let’s start with my new wardrobe.

Seeing her become vastly weaker, the Man-Breaker Gorilla vibrated rapidly, its Sonic Dash +3 starting up. It had traits that leveraged its immense 1131 Strength for more speed, since its 113 Agility was its lowest stat. So having a super speed skill was killer move for the gorilla.

Most adventurers without an ultra god hot boy like Zarian as their super wizard support wouldn’t have known about the Sonic Dash +3. Most adventurers would’ve got caught outright as the gorilla launched its quote-unquote surprise attack.

Naomi had already braced herself before activating a new skill she’d gotten from combining four Level 0 skills: Willful Might, Summon Wizard Hat, Parasite Cloak, and Potent Spirit Force. The result was as cheesy as it was fabulous.

A purple aura robe appeared over her body with long loose sleeves and a billowy skirt that reached down to her feet without getting entangled. Then a purple-lightning bolt formed as a sash around her waist, cinching the high-fantasy Kung-Fu look.

She funneled more power from her Psychokinesis +3 into her body. She used Overclocked +3 to break her bodily limits further. Then she tested one trait, Barehanded Sage, against the fast-as-hell and demented little brother of King Kong.

Naomi nearly got crushed as she waxed-on-waxed-off the meteorite of a punch that crashed down on her. The gorilla had to angle low while moving super fast to hit, too.

So having its punch redirected by the wushu move of a little purple-robed black woman sent it off its feet and into a rapid roll through some ancient and swamped ruins.

As for Naomi, her arm bones suffered some hairline cracks. Her entire body rattled. But her arrogant smile remained, even as she tumbled backward across the water.

Flipping with the momentum, she touched the ball of her foot on a thick column and kicked toward the gorilla, demolishing the column behind her with an explosion of pure physical force.

She felt the temptation to use her other abilities. She clamped down on that to make things more difficult for herself, to develop her Dao.

That might’ve been arrogant. Even if it wasn’t, she paid for it.

The giant gorilla went from moving slowly to moving fast again, as if it had hatched a plan to catch Naomi slipping. An ugly smile crossed its face as the gorilla used Shock Dash +3 and Sonic Slap +3 for a blurring and powerful backhand.

Naomi curled into herself with elbows and knees forward before the gorilla’s backhand struck with a resounding impact that felt like an earthquake inside of her bones, joints, and internals.

More fractures appeared all over her skeleton frame. Her forward progress stopped completely, beginning to reverse.

Even though she avoided the fate of most adventurers – being turned into a pink mist – she had a ticket with her name on it that suggested a new area code.

Naomi growled.

Oh, hell no! You got me fucked up if you think you can pimp slap me for the home run!

She ignored her bone fractures and bloody organ ruptures to grab the gorilla’s finger. She stopped herself from flying away even as the gorilla’s arm and her rag-doll body swung around at sonic speed.

The woman was too determined to let go, and her Dao of Power wasn’t yet satisfied.

Alright, the real training starts here.