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Chapter 215 Rank 1 · Oct 09, 2026

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201 Chapter 201 Never 2026-10-09
202 Chapter 202 Question 2026-10-09
203 Chapter 203 Tomorrow 2026-10-09
204 Chapter 204 Answer 2026-10-09
205 Chapter 205 Shame 2026-10-09
206 Chapter 206 Determination 2026-10-09
207 Chapter 207 Dream 2026-10-09
208 Chapter 208 Lorian Blackwood 2026-10-09
209 Chapter 209 Vaz 2026-10-09
210 Chapter 210 Boring 2026-10-09
211 Chapter 211 In 2026-10-09
212 Chapter 212 MMORPG-1 2026-10-09
213 Chapter 213 MMORPG-2 2026-10-09
214 Chapter 214 Rejected 2026-10-09
215 Chapter 215 Rank 1 2026-10-09
216 Chapter 216 Rumour 2026-10-09
217 Chapter 217 Cannon Fodder 2026-10-09
218 Chapter 218 Preparation for Annihilation 2026-10-09
219 Chapter 219 : Spy 2026-10-09
220 Chapter 220 : Kneel 2026-10-09
221 Chapter 221 : Trust 2026-10-09
222 Chapter 222 : Debuff 2026-10-09
223 Chapter 223 For Now 2026-10-09
224 Chapter 224 Humblebrag 2026-10-09
225 Chapter 225 Home 2026-10-09
226 Chapter 226 Unite 2026-10-09
227 Chapter 227 Weapon Training 2026-10-09
228 Chapter 228 Elemental Training-1 2026-10-09
229 Chapter 229 Elemental Training-2 2026-10-09
230 Chapter 230 Romulus 2026-10-09
231 Chapter 231 Motherly love 2026-10-09
232 Chapter 232 Meeting 2026-10-09
233 Chapter 233 Home Again 2026-10-09
234 Chapter 234 Show off 2026-10-09
235 Chapter 235 Left Out 2026-10-09
236 Chapter 236 Death 2026-10-09
237 Chapter 237 Enlightenment 2026-10-09
238 Chapter 238 Barren 2026-10-09
239 Chapter 239 Gaze 2026-10-09
240 Chapter 240 The Starborn Tournament 2026-10-09
241 Chapter 241 Fucked 2026-10-09
242 Chapter 242 Age 2026-10-09
243 Chapter 243 Ascension Mirage 2026-10-09
244 Chapter 244 Fakes 2026-10-09
245 Chapter 245 Aaaninja Chronisynth Eternos 2026-10-09
246 Chapter 246 Lucian Darkheart 2026-10-09
247 Chapter 247 Five hundred meters 2026-10-09
248 Chapter 248 Unique abilities 2026-10-09
249 Chapter 249 Time 2026-10-09
250 Chapter 250 Son 2026-10-09

Chapter 215 Rank 1

As the arcane symbols of the teleportation circle glowed faintly beneath his feet, Anthony, now known as Lorian, felt the pull of spatial magic twist reality.

The vibrant chaos of the Rank 10 floor vanished in an instant.

He reappeared on the sacred floor 1, reserved solely for the apex of adventurers, those who had ascended to Rank 1.

The air itself shifted as his arrival caused the fabric of space to ripple.

A distortion unfurled, bending perception like a mirage, before settling.

Out of that disturbance stepped Anthony, his posture unyielding and confident, his black eyes surveying his new surroundings with calm intensity.

The atmosphere on this floor was oppressive, each breath laden with the weight of innumerable auras saturating the space.

Unlike the drunken revelry and cacophony of adventurers vying for attention on the lower floors, the Rank 1 floor was steeped in solemnity and control.

Men and women, each exuding an aura of unparalleled authority, carried themselves with an air of refinement befitting their unparalleled prowess.

Anthonyʼs presence, though unassuming, immediately caught their attention.

The moment he stepped out of the warped space, they turned toward him like predators sensing prey.

A flicker of interest, quickly masked behind their stoic expressions, passed through the hall.

Then it began.

A sea of auras descended upon him, invisible yet tangible, each radiating unrelenting power.

These were not the auras of fledgling warriors or aspiring adventurers, they were the signatures of King level beings.

Their intent was clear: to assess whether the newcomer was truly worthy of stepping into their domain or if he was an impudent interloper.

To anyone else, this would have felt like drowning in an ocean of raw energy, each wave threatening to crush the soul.

But to Anthony, it was little more than a brisk wind on a calm day.

The oppressive auras brushed against him like a fleeting chill before dissipating.

Without so much as a pause, Anthony stepped forward, his measured strides echoing through the hall.

The silence that followed was deafening.

One by one, the Rank 1 adventurers retracted their auras, a tacit acknowledgment of his worth.

Whispers began to ripple among them, though none dared speak aloud.

ʼAn equalʼ

One thought.

ʼNo...perhaps moreʼ

Anthony paid them no heed.

His focus was singular, his gaze scanning the vast hall until it settled on the mission board.

Towering and gilded with ornate engravings, the board was a testament to the caliber of tasks that only the strongest could undertake.

As he approached, his eyes skimmed the parchmentlined board, each mission more daunting than the last.

These were not the mundane errands or beast subjugations of the lower ranks.

Each task was a trial that demanded absolute perfection, where failure was synonymous with death.

[Mission: Quell the Rampaging Infernal Hydra]

”A beast of cataclysmic power has decimated five cities within the southern territories”

[Mission: Reclaim the Lost Citadel Of Alzareth]

”A ruin steeped in malefic energies. The spirits of the damned guard its secrets. Few have entered; none have returned”

[Mission: Assassinate the Demon Verak]

”A King Class demon who commands legions. Success requires unparalleled precision and strategy”

Anthonyʼs lips curled into a faint smirk as he read through the list.

Any of these missions, if posted on the lower floors, would send adventurers fleeing in terror.

Yet here, they were but a means of daily subsistence for those who resided on the Rank 1 floor.

He plucked a parchment from the board.

[Mission: Subdue the Leviathan of the Northern Abyss]

Then turned toward the hall without hesitation.

Three weeks had passed, and the name Lorian had become a fixture within the annals of the Rank 1 adventurers.

His arrival had initially been met with curiosity and skepticism, but those sentiments had quickly turned to respect and intrigue.

In that short span of time, Anthony had accomplished what most would consider impossible: over thirty missions completed, each more perilous than the last.

Where others took months, even years, to recover between such feats, Anthony seemed tireless, transitioning seamlessly from one mission to the next.

”Heʼs relentless”

Murmured a Rank 1 adventurer, a burly man clad in plate armor.

”He doesnʼt rest, doesnʼt celebrate. Heʼs like a machine”

Replied another, her voice tinged with disbelief.

Even the Rank 0 adventurers, beings so exalted they rarely deigned to acknowledge the affairs of those lower than them, had taken notice.

Though none had revealed themselves, their interest in the name Lorian was undeniable.

Whispers of his exploits had reached even their ears, and speculation about his origins ran rampant.

Far away, in a quiet corner of the adventurerʼs domain, Kerm leaned against a railing, her brow furrowed in thought.

News of Anthonyʼs exploits had reached her as well, and she found herself torn between admiration and regret.

She recalled vividly the day he had approached her, his tone casual yet sincere as he invited her for a drink.

At the time, she had dismissed him, her pride as a beauty getting the better of her.

Now, as she listened to tales of his unmatched strength and resolve, she cursed her foolishness.

”I should have said yes”

She muttered under her breath, her fingers gripping the railing.

Even those from Anthonyʼs past began to piece together the truth.

The MMORPG adventuring team he had briefly joined was abuzz with speculation.

Though they had not seen him since their last encounter weeks ago, the tales of a Rank 1 adventurer named Lorian left little doubt in their minds.

”That has to be him”

Said Thane.

His tone laced with both disbelief and pride.

”We should have clung to his thighs”

The news filled them with mixed emotions, pride at having known him, and a twinge of envy at the chasm of strength that now separated them.

In the span of three weeks, Lorian had faced countless adversaries.

From taming the raging Leviathan in the northern seas to infiltrating the demon guarded ruins of Alzareth, he had tackled each mission with a calculated efficiency that left even veterans astounded.

The missions were unforgiving, yet Anthony thrived.

He had battled creatures of nightmare, beings that could raze entire armies with a single breath, and emerged unscathed.

Yet, through it all, he remained detached. While others celebrated their victories with revelry and indulgence, Anthony sought only the next challenge.

His unyielding drive, his relentless pursuit of greater trials, had begun to unsettle even the most seasoned adventurers.

And so, as the third week drew to a close, the adventurers of the Rank 1 floor found themselves watching him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.

For while they recognized him as an ʼequalʼ, a part of them feared that he was something far greater, a force that defied the very limits of their understanding.

Lorian stood at the edge of the hall, his gaze fixed on the horizon beyond the grand windows.

The missions he had completed had been challenging, but none had truly tested him, but he enjoyed every single moment of it.

”Perhaps one final mission before I close the chapter on my adventurer arc”

Anthony remarked, a smile curving at the corners of his mouth.

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