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

John sensed something amiss but did not retreat; his ice spear still aimed for Lucas's skull.

A subtle shade of black flickered unnoticed in his eyes.

At the moment the ice spear made contact with Lucas, the unexpected occurred!

A blood-colored shield suddenly materialized around Lucas.

"Clang!"

John's ice spear collided with it, creating a thunderous noise.

The spear shattered, sending shards of ice flying in all directions, yet it failed to inflict any harm on Lucas.

"Blood Shield!"

This was the very skill Lucas had used when John had ambushed him in the Phantom Ruins!

With his ice spear shattered, John was left weaponless, and Lucas's blood sword was already upon him.

The sword, glowing red, created afterimages in the air as it sliced towards John with wind-like swiftness.

Lucas was certain, knowing John's Shadow Puppet was still on cooldown, that this strike could not be evaded.

A vicious smile spread across Lucas's face, as he envisioned the head of this lowly vermin being cleaved off.

"Be careful!" Seraphina's voice rang out, worry flickering in her ice-blue eyes, with a hint of golden light subtly emerging.

Seraphina was ready to switch to another class, prepared to forcefully save John.

Meanwhile, the hearts of the onlookers outside were once again in their throats.

In the great hall, a flash of blood-colored light passed in an instant.

"Clang!"

A clash of metal, resonating like the sound of gold striking iron, suddenly echoed through the empty palace corridor.

To Lucas's astonishment, two ghastly white bone swords appeared in front of John, barely managing to block his attack.

"Skeleton Warriors!"

The two skeleton warriors exerted all their strength, and although they only halted Lucas for a moment before being blown away by his immense power, it was enough for John.

A deep and a light shade of blood light emerged in John's eyes, his body suddenly enveloped in a blood-red aura.

An incredibly fierce aura burst forth from him!

"Rage!" "Bloodthirst!"

Feeling the tremendous power coursing through his body, John's gaze became icy.

At this moment, with the enhancement from Gold Mail Armor and his rage state, his strength attribute had reached a terrifying 650 points, while his spirit attribute had only just reached 600 points!

Although he could only maintain this state for a few minutes, it was enough to deal with Lucas.

Lucas had yet to grasp the severity of the situation, his face even showing a mocking sneer.

"A magus using warrior's equipment, a lowlife remains a lowlife! Your summoned creatures just happened to save you this time, but you won't be so lucky next time!" he taunted.

The onlookers outside, hearing Lucas's words, displayed peculiar expressions.

If an ordinary magus was using warrior's equipment and was mocked by Lucas, it wouldn't be surprising.

But the problem was, the magus before him was John, who could withstand attacks from bosses of the same level!

In the grand hall, upon hearing Lucas's words, not only did John not get angry, but he even laughed.

He said lightly, "Oh, is that so?"

As his words fell, John suddenly exerted force from his feet, vanishing from his spot in an instant.

Lucas's pupils dilated sharply, a strong sense of crisis enveloping his heart.

Without a moment to spare, his body quickly lit up with a blood-red glow.

But before his skill could be unleashed, a pair of hands, as strong as pincers, had already grasped his neck.

Then, with brute force, they lifted his massive body and slammed it down onto the ground!

"Boom!!!"

The tremendous roar echoed through the palace, the powerful impact nearly extinguishing the lamps along the corridor.

Lucas was smashed into the ground by this terrifying force, the floor beneath him cracking inch by inch, feeling as though he'd been struck by a mountain, his internal organs shifting out of place.

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes filled with disbelief!

So fast!

Unbelievably fast!

And the strength of his opponent was so fearsome it was almost inconceivable, leaving him no chance to resist!

How could this be?

He was supposed to be just a magus with ordinary talent!

Surprise also filled Seraphina's eyes; this was her first time seeing John in close combat.

She hadn't expected him to be this formidable, not even Lucas could stop him!

Veins bulged on Lucas's neck as he once again lit up with a blood-red glow, his face twisted in ferocity, "You lowlife! Daring to hurt me..."

Before Lucas could unleash his skill, a fierce glint suddenly flashed in John's eyes.

He powered up his leg and delivered a ferociously swift kick to Lucas's body!

"Bang!!"

Lucas was sent flying by John's kick, trailing a shower of blood droplets through the air. His skill was interrupted once again!

At the same time, a blue shield appeared around John, and in the blink of an eye, his figure vanished from the spot.

"Zephyr Shield!"

Before Lucas's body could hit the ground, John appeared beside him and delivered a brutally fierce knee strike directly to Lucas's spine!

"Crack!"

The chilling sound of breaking bones resounded.

John's immense strength sent Lucas flying into the air!

Once more, Lucas spat out blood, his crimson lifeblood scattering like raindrops mid-air.

His face contorted in pain; John's kick had actually broken his spine!

John didn't give Lucas any chance to catch his breath, his staff already glowing with a red light.

"Pyrokinesis!"

A massive fire serpent soared into the sky, then opened its gaping maw, ferociously biting towards Lucas!

"Boom!"

The fire serpent exploded mid-air, its blazing flames instantly engulfing Lucas!

"Ah, ah, ah!!!"

Lucas's agonized screams and resentful roars echoed continuously through the silent palace corridors.

Simultaneously, the smell of charred flesh wafted through the air, nauseating to those who sensed it.

The glow of the flames cast a long shadow of John's upright figure.

At this moment, everyone, including Seraphina, fell silent.

They knew John was strong, but they hadn't anticipated he would be this formidable.

This was Lucas, after all—a gold-tier inheritor awakener!

Yet, in John's hands, he seemed utterly powerless to retaliate.

Albertus, watching the scene unfold in the sky, couldn't help but swallow hard.

He muttered, "I only saw him half a day ago, and now he's this strong?

When I saw him in the Corpse Plains, he was still struggling with a level ten monster.

Now, he's defeating a gold-tier awakener head-on; he's practically a monster!"

What Albertus didn't know was that shortly after he left, John had killed a gold-tier fighter, which would have surprised him even more.

Eldritch shook his head, "Many of his skills come from his equipment, likely acquired during this trial, significantly boosting his combat effectiveness. Plus, the monsters in the secret realm offer experience bonuses, so it's normal for his level to have increased rapidly at a low level."

Baron, with a grave expression, added, "And who told you Lucas has been defeated?"

Albertus, taken aback, said, "But he's almost burnt to a crisp. Can he still fight?"

Alexander sighed, "The Crimson Count is an inheritance class that allows House Carter to hold its ground in the capital. How could it have so little to offer? The true terror of this class hasn't been revealed yet. Don't jump to conclusions too soon!"

After speaking, the group of powerhouses shifted their gaze back to the scene unfolding in the sky, as if to reflect their words.

As the flames slowly dissipated, a blood-red figure reemerged into their view - it was Lucas!

Lucas, flapping his enormous bat wings, hovered mid-air, virtually unscathed. Even the injuries John had inflicted upon him had completely healed.

However, his eyes had turned a deep crimson, filled with madness, seemingly devoid of any sanity.

And, at some point, a red crystal had embedded itself in Lucas's forehead, making the skin around it bulge with pulsating veins.

These veins writhed as if the blood-red crystal was incessantly devouring Lucas's blood, presenting a sinister and hair-raising sight.

Many in the outside world gasped in shock at this spectacle.

Old Dog couldn't help but curse under his breath, "This class from House Carter is just too twisted! To recover so quickly from such severe attacks, how are we supposed to fight this!"

Dark Fox, observing Lucas on the screen, frowned slightly, "This is one of House Carter's secret techniques. The newcomer is in trouble."

In this world, apart from class skills, there are also special secret techniques.

John's Stealth Spell, Victor's swordsmanship, and the ability Lucas was now using all belong to this category, though they differ in nature.

Without exception, these secret techniques are incredibly powerful and exceedingly rare, mostly held by the major forces in the capital, and seldom seen by the common folk.

Everyone looking at John, who stood quietly amidst the scene, couldn't help but show concern in their eyes.

John was in trouble now!

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