I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax

The director responsible for the preliminary tests wore a face full of grievance, utterly clueless about the origins of these two individuals.

Just as he was about to offer an explanation, Principal Sophia, who had be sitting with her eyes closed, suddly oped them.

She stated calmly, "I allowed these two to ter. Leave them be."

The vice principal and the faculty were tak aback, having not anticipated that these two were personally introduced by Principal Sophia herself.

Geoffrey, the vice principal, hesitated before asking, despite knowing Principal Sophia would not treat the Star Cluster Academy lightly, "May I inquire which deity backs this child?"

The others looked towards Principal Sophia with curiosity.

For someone to be personally brought into the Star Cluster Academy by Principal Sophia, the deity behind this child must be extraordinary.

Geoffrey's question seemed to stir up memories for Principal Sophia.

Her gaze drifted towards a statue standing tall within the campus as she sighed, "The deity backing that child is the War God—Phlegethos."

Everyone gasped, their eyes widing with shock and excitemt.

War God Phlegethos ranked within the top five deities in terms of combat prowess among all known gods.

The Federation once had a God's Chos of the War God.

He was humanity's first sage-tier awaker and a studt of Federick Hohberg, the inaugural principal of the Star Cluster Academy, Gerald Borghese.

He defded the front lines until his death, and his statue, along with the tales of his valor, still stands in the Star Cluster Hall, his heroic deeds sung to this day.

Understanding dawned upon everyone as they turned their gaze towards the figures of the young man and woman in the sce, their expressions filled with complexity.

They were the grandchildr of Gerald Borghese.

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Suspded in mid-air, Cecilia clutched Jonathan's shoulder, behind her materialized a pair of eagle-like brown wings.

It was evidt, however, that Cecilia was struggling to maintain their altitude, appearing as if they might plummet at any momt.

The usual naive expression had vanished from Jonathan's face, replaced with a look of warlike excitemt and madness, as if he had become a completely differt person.

Yet, in the presce of his sister, Jonathan managed to suppress the murderous intt brewing within him.

He took a deep breath, turning to Cecilia, "Sister, let me go. And please, do not interfere in our battle later on."

With a huff, Cecilia said little else, promptly dropping Jonathan towards the g.

Watching Jonathan descd towards him like a mountain from the heavs, John was unflinching.

A smile formed on his lips as he exclaimed, "Bring it on!"

As his words echoed, arm-thick bolts of thunder suddly materialized behind him, their blinding brilliance challging the onlookers' ability to keep their eyes op.

Th, twelve terrifying thunder arrows condsed behind John.

Pointing his staff towards Jonathan plummeting from the sky, he declared, "Taste this!"

The purple thunder arrows, as if heeding his command, were unleashed.

In the sky, the twelve arrows aligned, forming a straight line.

To the outside observers, it resembled a chain of thunder stretching from John's hand towards Jonathan.

Suspded in midair, Jonathan found himself with no avue for escape.

As the thunder arrow neared, Jonathan exhibited no fear; instead, his expression turned ev more manic.

A black light emanated from his hand, revealing a giant sword, brok in half.

The sword was tirely black, adorned with peculiar red patterns.

Ev in its fractured state, it spanned over two meters, hinting at its original colossal size.

The momt this brok giant sword appeared, John distinctly felt the Bloodthirsty Blade in his hand tremble.

His brow furrowed, his expression turning solemn.

Was that also a divine artifact in his oppont's hand?!

With the emergce of the fractured giant sword, a wild surge of black aura veloped Jonathan, emanating a pott killing intt.

"Slaughter Enhancemt!"

A nauseating stch of blood wafted through the air, so pungt that ev spectators a hundred meters away could distinctly smell it.

Jonathan's aura skyrocketed expontially.

His eyes wild with madness and his demeanor that of a frzied demon, just as the thunder arrow was about to strike, Jonathan grasped the brok giant sword with both hands.

Raising his arms, he ferociously slashed down at the thunder arrow.

"Boom!!!"

The thunder arrow exploded spectacularly!

What followed were twelve consecutive blasts, merging into a single cacophony.

The sky erupted in blinding lightning, completely gulfing Jonathan.

The violt ergy fluctuation bt the suring trees as if bowing in submission.

Everyone watched in astonishmt, hardly believing such power could come from a mere examinee.

Cecilia's face turned deathly pale; ev from a distance, she could feel the terror of the thunder.

Gaining try to the Star Cluster Academy with their abilities wasn't a challge for them, but they targeted John aiming for a better outcome.

However, Cecilia suddly regretted provoking John.

John's gaze remained icy as he watched the sphere of lightning, not underestimating his oppont.

He could sse that his attack had hardly threated Jonathan.

Indeed, after a few breaths, the lightning in the sky burst op, unleashing a terrifying aura that scattered the clouds.

A black streak of light plummeted from the sky with unstoppable force.

Jonathan, clutching the massive brok sword and with black patterns swirling a him, fixed his crimson eyes firmly on John.

He descded like a meteor, aimed directly at John.

Jonathan's speed was too great, and John had no chance to dodge.

The sword, falling from the sky, cleaved down upon him!

"Boom!!!"

A terrifying force erupted, shattering the Thorned Rock Serpt directly under the immse power.

Splinters and soil flew, the g trembled violtly as if struck by an earthquake of magnitude eight.

The wild impact, ctered a the two combatants, spread outward, leveling everything within a hundred meters to the g.

And Jonathan's assault didn't cease there.

The momt he landed, his brok sword struck down like a tempest, reltless in its fury.

His attacks lacked any formality, driv only by speed, ferocity, and precision.

"Boom, boom, boom!!!"

The dse booming echoed in the ears of the onlookers, the powerful shockwaves rolling like waves, one after another.

The cracks on the g visibly wided at an alarming rate, soon creating a deep crater where the two stood due to the ferocious force.

Everyone's eyes wided in shock at the sce before them.

The appearance of a monster like John in this assessmt had already stunned them.

Unexpectedly, now another formidable tity, Jonathan, had emerged.

Upon witnessing this spectacle, one of the more timid examinees' legs gave out, and he collapsed to the g, his body shaking uncontrollably.

With fear etched on his face and a cry in his voice, he exclaimed, "I'm not participating in this assessmt anymore! It's too terrifying, I want to go home!"

Nobody nearby had the heart to mock the cowardly fellow, as they too harbored thoughts of returning home.

The external audice was also observing the battlefield.

Many shook their heads, believing that ev if John didn't perish, such an onslaught must have inflicted severe injuries upon him.

However, as the dust settled, a sce that shocked everyone unfolded.

In the crater formed by the bombardmt, two figures stood, their presces intertwined.

The violt collision of black killing intt and red blood aura emitted a roar like the breaking of the sky.

John's eyes glowed crimson, his gaze piercing, with gold armor manifesting a him, his aura of blood no less intse than Jonathan's dark malice.

With both hands on his weapon, the Bloodthirsty Blade in John's grasp firmly met Jonathan's attack, prevting the giant sword from advancing ev an inch.

John had actually withstood that terrifying strike head-on!

Those witnessing this spectacle began to question their understanding of the world.

One exclaimed in shock, "Damn, wasn't he a magus? Why is he so formidable in close combat?!"

Another voiced in anger, "This is unfair, he's a squishy magus, it's one thing to have high skill damage, but why is he so powerful in melee combat?!"

Yet another cried out, "Damn it, his melee abilities are stronger than mine as a warrior. I guinely feel like dying now."

Everyone was stunned by John's resilice, as no one had anticipated he could withstand Jonathan's assault.

Ev Jonathan himself was tak aback, not expecting John to be able to directly counter his attack.

However, only John knew it was merely a stroke of luck.

Before Jonathan's attack struck, John had activated the "Moon Guard" skill from his Eclipse Staff, gaining a substantial shield.

It was primarily the Moon Guard that absorbed most of Jonathan's force, allowing John to block his attack now.

Despite this, John still felt the strain.

His arms began to tremble under the overwhelming power of his oppont, a force he couldn't directly confront.

As John was contemplating how to disgage and create distance, Jonathan's face broke into a sinister smile, laughing heartily, "Hahaha, worthy of being the oppont I've set my eyes on, truly strong. Now, let's see if you can catch my next attack."

With those words, a dark killing intt once again erupted from Jonathan, hancing his already formidable strgth.

"War God Berserk!"

John's expression shifted dramatically, ssing a terrifying force attacking from his grasp, nearly instantly shattering all his defses.

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