I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax - Chapter 152

Chapter 152: Chapter152-Jonathan
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 been sitting with her eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

She stated calmly, “I allowed these two to enter. Leave them be.”

The vice principal and the faculty were taken 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 widening with shock and excitement.

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 Chosen of the War God.

He was humanity’s first sage-tier awakener and a student of Federick Hohenberg, the inaugural principal of the Star Cluster Academy, Gerald Borghese.

He defended 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 scene, their expressions filled with complexity.

They were the grandchildren of Gerald Borghese.

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

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

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

Yet, in the presence of his sister, Jonathan managed to suppress the murderous intent 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 ground.

Watching Jonathan descend towards him like a mountain from the heavens, John was unflinching.

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

As his words echoed, arm-thick bolts of thunder suddenly materialized behind him, their blinding brilliance challenging the onlookers’ ability to keep their eyes open.

Then, twelve terrifying thunder arrows condensed 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.

Suspended in midair, Jonathan found himself with no avenue for escape.

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

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

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

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

The moment this broken 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 opponent’s hand?!

With the emergence of the fractured giant sword, a wild surge of black aura enveloped Jonathan, emanating a potent killing intent.

“Slaughter Enhancement!”

A nauseating stench of blood wafted through the air, so pungent that even spectators a hundred meters away could distinctly smell it.

Jonathan’s aura skyrocketed exponentially.

His eyes wild with madness and his demeanor that of a frenzied demon, just as the thunder arrow was about to strike, Jonathan grasped the broken 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 engulfing Jonathan.

The violent energy fluctuation bent the surrounding trees as if bowing in submission.

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

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

Gaining entry to the Star Cluster Academy with their abilities wasn’t a challenge for them, but they targeted John aiming for a better outcome.

However, Cecilia suddenly regretted provoking John.

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

He could sense that his attack had hardly threatened Jonathan.

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

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

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

He descended 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 Serpent directly under the immense power.

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

The wild impact, centered around the two combatants, spread outward, leveling everything within a hundred meters to the ground.

And Jonathan’s assault didn’t cease there.

The moment he landed, his broken sword struck down like a tempest, relentless in its fury.

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

“Boom, boom, boom!!!”

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

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

Everyone’s eyes widened in shock at the scene before them.

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

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

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

With fear etched on his face and a cry in his voice, he exclaimed, “I’m not participating in this assessment 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 audience was also observing the battlefield.

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

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

In the crater formed by the bombardment, two figures stood, their presences intertwined.

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

John’s eyes glowed crimson, his gaze piercing, with golden armor manifesting around him, his aura of blood no less intense than Jonathan’s dark malice.

With both hands on his weapon, the Bloodthirsty Blade in John’s grasp firmly met Jonathan’s attack, preventing the giant sword from advancing even 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 genuinely feel like dying now.”

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

Even Jonathan himself was taken 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 opponent, a force he couldn’t directly confront.

As John was contemplating how to disengage and create distance, Jonathan’s face broke into a sinister smile, laughing heartily, “Hahaha, worthy of being the opponent 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 intent once again erupted from Jonathan, enhancing his already formidable strength.

“War God Berserk!”

John’s expression shifted dramatically, sensing a terrifying force attacking from his grasp, nearly instantly shattering all his defenses.