Re-Awakening: I Ascend with a Legendary class

“How is their True Concept progression right now? You measured them in their trials, right? Show me.”

“Yep.” John waved his hand, showing a simple chart.

Almond: Grim-Fated Cut, Oblivion Ark

-Derivel Rating: 849 | Potential Rating: 3940

Lily: Shadowed Chrono Lights, Achromatic Hue

-Derivel Rating: 819 | Potential Rating: 3299

Natalia: Hand of Miss Fortune, Chaos Symphony

-Derivel Rating: 691 | Potential Rating: 2914

Admiral Rudra: Pulse Without Finality, Mayhem Break

-Derivel Rating: 968 | Potential Rating: 3110

Big D: Regulus Azstar, Feaster Beyond Null

-Derivel Rating: 943 | Potential Rating: 2710

Arjun: Infinite Sunder, Linearity

-Derivel Rating: 812 | Potential Rating: 2832

Silvester: Inbound Carnage, Steller Vein

-Derivel Rating: 774 | Potential Rating: 2410

Hiroshi: Edge of Still Flow, Curse Nexus

-Derivel Rating: 761 | Potential Rating: 2384

Kexell: Deathless Hex

-Derivel Rating: 744 | Potential Rating: 2320

Bianca: Phantom of Twilight

-Derivel Rating: 726 | Potential Rating: 2277

“Interesting.” Grimlord Spilcrown smiled. “I expect each of them will have three or more True Concepts by the time this arena finishes, right?”

John Wicked wryly smiled. “You know that is not a certain thing.”

“But…” John looked at the screen above that showed Almond and others in round 1 as they gathered not too far from another territory. “These people are the kind that pull each other up.”

“So, let us enjoy the show and find out.” John waved his hand as he put away the chart and magnified the main screen showing the Regalons, as well as other groups, in smaller screens.

…

“Alright. Go as we planned and annihilate them swiftly.” Almond looked at others as he drew a sword purely out of his True Concept’s meaning.

“Once he cuts, take a step on this patch.” Big D instructed.

The group nodded.

Teleportation was prohibited, but Regalons found a way around it by combining Almond’s Grim-Fated Cut with Big D’s Regulus Azstar.

True Concepts were not a singular power, but a seed. By deriving the meaning of their True Concept and imbuing them in their techniques.

So, Big D’s Regulus Azstar created an astral path with a simple technique that increased movement speed while on the path.

This path was set by Big D, leading straight into this club’s fortress.

Naturally, if they went there normally, they would be detected.

So, Almond would use his Grim-Fated Cut to sever the perception of the distance of this path that Big D created.

The result?

“Let’s go.”

Almond cut, and everyone just moved one step into Big D’s astral path.

Voila. They were right in the heart of the fortress where Big D had marked the end of his path. They didn’t teleport. They just moved from point A to point B with a distance of merely a single step between them.

The octopus head guy who was floating above with tens of eyes on his tentacles shook. All of his eyes converged below on the Regalons, who were looking straight at him, each with a different grin.

Before he could make a peep, he was sliced into a million pieces.

Almond scattered them with a swing as he looked at the Regalons. “The whole club is here, so nine are left.”

Just as he finished speaking, two auras arrived. Arjun was the first to spring into action.

“Club Regalon?! How did they…”

“EVERYON…”

A straight line stretched across the courtyard, clean and absolute.

The Spiral Abyss Club’s swordsman and shield-bearer, who had just arrived, both froze mid-command, split from shoulder to hip, their bodies sliding apart on delayed time.

Though even as he split, the swordsman roared and glowed, throwing his sword at the group.

Alas, Admiral Rudra casually intercepted it midway with a fist, shattering it.

“ENEMIES!”

Silvester landed like a meteor.

Inbound Carnage flared and gravity buckled.

The two assassins of Spiral Abyss were dragged into the pull, bones creaking, armor collapsing inward as if compressed by an invisible crusher.

Hiroshi moved next.

Elegance incarnate.

His katana shimmered with the Still Flow.

One gentle horizontal sweep.

The spear-woman and archer froze in place, their heads slipping cleanly from their bodies, the cuts so perfect that not even blood spilled until the wind dared to move.

Natalia played a single note.

A discordant melody spread across the courtyard.

The last mage of Spiral Abyss tripped, misfired her spell, and exploded into her own warped curse. Chaos Symphony painted the air with mismatched outcomes, ensuring every attempt at defense failed in comedic tragedy.

Kexell exhaled a ring of dark flame.

The flame clung to the fortress walls like a living brand, cracking them from the inside and eating through their defensive glyphs. A death-mark burned itself into the last two defenders, their life force bleeding out in seconds.

Bianca appeared behind one of them, twilight edge in hand.

A single thrust.

The defender stiffened, eyes widening as his shadow peeled away, Bianca using it as a blade to cut through his spirit.

Big D roared and pounced on the final Spiral Abyss warrior, swallowing his arm and spitting it back as dust.

Admiral Rudra did not hurry.

He punched once.

The shockwave broke the fortress’s core structure entirely. The member who activated defensive mechanisms watched with horror.

Walls crumbled. Support beams twisted. The foundation groaned under the weight of collapsing formations.

And Lily.

She simply snapped her fingers.

The courtyard grayed out, and time lagged. “We should remain unharmed and in prime state if we want to constantly destroy others.”

Every remaining defensive mechanism froze mid-activation, their energy lines rupturing as if their timelines were stolen.

The Spiral Abyss captain, the last one barely standing, staggered backward, wounded all over with chunks of flesh missing in his fight against Kexell.

“Club Regalon… very strong.”

Just as he finished speaking, he was killed.

“They are respawning already. Let us continue killing.”

But just as Natalia’s attack reached the fish-head archer, it vanished.

“Sorry, I destroyed the core.” Bianca’s rifle shifted into a dagger. “Better to move to our next target.”

[ This Club Fortress is destroyed. Until it is restored, its members cannot revive, and those revived cannot be harmed while they are inside. ]

[ You have eliminated Club Spiral Abyss and killed all ten of their members. 100 Points per kill. 5000 points for destroying the Fortress Core. ]

Big D stretched lazily. “Welp. That was cute.”

Bianca dusted off her gloves. “They were ranked forty-sixth. Guess we will not have trouble against those below the top fifteen, at least.”

“We should target someone stronger next. Forget points, I want to get stronger.” Kexell grinned.

“Agreed. Now, let us move rather than wasting any more time.” Big D created a path. “We have our second target ready.”

In a second, all Regalons vanished.