I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax - Chapter 419

Chapter 419: Chapter419-The Power of Emotion
The members of the Zebra Tribe could clearly sense that something was off about the emotions of their opponents.

It was as if flames were about to erupt from their eyes.

But even though they could feel the tension rising, they refused to show any signs of it.

They knew there was no turning back now—they had to win this battle.

The situation had long become one of life and death.

If they faltered, the only thing awaiting them would be defeat and death.

Their own deaths might not matter, but they could not allow their loved ones to face annihilation as well.

With this thought, everyone instinctively tightened their grip on their weapons, staring intently at their enemies.

The Panther Tribe, known for their deep bond with their magical beasts, showed why they were feared.

The beasts, already driven to madness, were somehow still holding back, listening to the commands of their masters.

In the past, the Panther Tribe warriors would have retained some semblance of reason, but now, they were completely consumed by frenzy.

“Charge!”

It was unclear who shouted first, but the call to attack ignited everyone.

They surged forward in a wave of adrenaline-fueled fury, their magical beasts matching their pace, charging violently.

They only halted after smashing through several large stones, but even then, it was only a brief pause before they resumed their advance.

The beasts opened their mouths, unleashing powerful wind orbs, fireballs, and even some thunderous spells!

Boom!

One skill after another crashed down in front of them, and fear flickered in everyone’s eyes.

John saw it all clearly but knew it was impossible for them to fight without pain or fear.

This fear was ingrained deep within them, a remnant of the brutal beatings they had suffered at the hands of the Panther Tribe.

Even though they now had some means to resist, they had never truly considered how to fight back.

John remained silent, raising the protective shield once again.

He knew that if he didn’t help, these people would meet a gruesome end.

But in the end, the battle would have to be fought by them.

The Zebra Tribe chieftain immediately recognized the strength of the shield John had provided them, having already experienced the relief of withstanding a barrage of attacks.

“Charge! For the tribe, for our future, for the Zebra Tribe!” the chieftain roared as he led the charge, his voice full of determination.

Although the others were still terrified, they followed his lead, rushing forward.

This time, the serpents did not hesitate.

They assisted the warriors by sweeping aside the members of the enemy tribe, clearing a path for their advance.

The Thorned Rock Serpent, already immense in size, was now in full attack mode.

With a single sweep of its tail, those nearby were sent flying, spitting blood as they were flung several meters away.

Though some of the magical beasts tried to shield their masters, they stood no chance against such overwhelming force.

Too powerful—this strength was overwhelming!

In the face of such power, the enemy had no time to react; they were swiftly struck down.

Some rolled across the ground, while others were trampled to death by their own beasts.

Meanwhile, Vulture raised his staff high.

Boom! Boom!

The sky rumbled with the sound of distant thunder, and John immediately sensed danger.

He could feel a pressure locking onto him, a force unlike anything he had encountered before.

It seemed connected to the very essence of the secret realm, perhaps even tied to the laws governing it.

Was this another manifestation of the secret realm’s power of rule?

Vulture’s face twisted into a manic grin, his entire being radiating excitement.

“I told you, I am the true master of this world! In my presence, all must bow, or face certain death!”

Vulture’s voice was wild with madness as he began to wave his staff through the air, channeling the immense power that was building around him.

John could distinctly feel the force tightening its grip on him.

Something was terribly wrong—this was nothing like what he had anticipated!

He needed to get away from this place, fast.

John knew that if this power struck him directly, he might survive, but the others wouldn’t be so fortunate.

They would die because of him, and he couldn’t allow that to happen.

Run!

Run now!

He commanded the remaining Thorned Rock Serpent to flee at full speed, but it was already too late.

The pressure in the air had locked onto him, as if a massive mountain were pressing down on his body.

At the same time, he felt the fragment of the power of rule he had previously mastered struggling against this force.

So, it was the power of heaven!

This secret realm indeed contained remnants of the power of heaven.

John had control over one part, but it seemed that the other part was in Vulture’s grasp.

A spark of realization flashed in John’s eyes.

Logically, with the system’s help, he should have been the one to fully control this portion of the power of rule.

But why did Vulture possess the other part?

Something was amiss!

This was all wrong.

It seemed something had happened here that he was unaware of.

Otherwise, how could this situation have come to be?

Boom! Boom!

Everyone stared in shock at the sky.

Moments ago, it had been clear and bright, but now it was suddenly covered in dark, swirling clouds, as if brewing a storm of wrath.

Lightning flashed across the sky, slicing through the darkness like silver serpents.

The primitive tribespeople, seeing the ominous sky, were startled.

They held a deep reverence for the forces of nature, and now they felt a growing fear.

They knew that not everything could be understood or controlled by them.

John suddenly sensed imminent danger.

“Get back!”

John shouted, hoping to get them to retreat, but it was already too late!

Victor was the first to react, trying to flee the area, but in the next moment, he felt as though the space around them had been sealed.

No, they couldn’t escape.

At the same time, John realized something was wrong and quickly understood.

If Vulture intended to strike, there was no way he would let them leave so easily.

It was clear now that they had been lured into a trap, and Vulture had already set everything in motion, just waiting for them to fall into it.

But they hadn’t known this before, and John had even led them here deliberately.

Now it was clear that the situation was far more dangerous than they had imagined, far beyond what they had anticipated.

“It’s too late—brace yourselves!”

Silver Tear shouted, but in the next moment, he involuntarily gasped.

They all saw it—the massive lightning forming in the sky, preparing to strike.

In the next second, it would crash down, though its target wasn’t directly them.

Even if they were only caught in the collateral damage, Silver Tear could feel the thunder hanging ominously over their heads.

Boom!

Thunder roared, and the silver lightning serpent tore through the sky.

John’s face remained stern, silent as he swiftly waved his staff, constructing barrier after barrier.

He couldn’t escape now; he could withstand the force, but the others couldn’t.

He had to protect them!