Chapter 27: Primordial Grade Trial

Arthur gritted his teeth, coughed up a mouthful of dark blood, and quickly swallowed an HP potion. He wiped his chin, his eyes locking onto the dark figure walking slowly out of the dust.

This was the highest intense battle Arthur had ever fought in both of his lives.

The Demon Emperor was not a mindless boss with fixed attack patterns; he was a master warrior. His spear technique was on a whole different level, combining broad, sweeping zone control with lightning-fast thrusts that predicted Arthur’s movements before he even made them.

Furthermore, the emperor was a master of dark magic. With every swing of his long black spear, waves of dark magic dragon phantoms erupted, covering a wide radius. Even when Arthur used Agility to dodge the physical blade, the residual dark magic aura continuously corroded his body, causing Arthur’s life to deplete with every attack.

The fight turned into a brutal nightmare of endurance.

Arthur blitzed forward again, shifting into Agility to weave around a thrusting spear attack, then shifting seventy percent into Strength and twenty percent into Defence to strike at the emperor’s ribs.

Slash.

-1,200,000 HP.

The dagger carved a shallow mark into the emperor’s dark armor, but the Demon Emperor did not even flinch. He immediately spun his long spear overhead and brought it down like a falling mountain.

Arthur shifted eighty percent into Defence to block the strike with both daggers.

Boom.

The sheer physical weight of the spear strike pushed Arthur knee-deep into the obsidian floor. The dark magic infused in the blade exploded outwards, soaking into Arthur’s skin and draining another chunk of his health.

Arthur swallowed his second HP potion, shifted everything into Agility, and ricocheted backward to break line of sight.

The battle raged on for hours.

The landscape was completely destroyed, turned into a crater-filled wasteland of shattered obsidian and black fires. Arthur’s mind was pushed to its absolute limits as he executed hundreds of stat redistributions every single minute. The constant thermal friction of his shifting cells burned his internal organs, forcing him to rely on HP potions to keep his body from collapsing under the self-induced strain.

Four hours passed. Arthur drank his fifth HP potion.

Six hours passed. His seventh HP potion was consumed.

By the eighth hour of continuous, brutal combat, Arthur had consumed nine HP potions. His clothing was completely ruined, drenched in a mix of his own blood and dark demon fluids. His stamina bar was blinking red in the dangerous zone, and his muscles felt like they were filled with molten lead.

However, the Demon Emperor was also at his absolute limit. The emperor’s dark armor was shattered in dozens of places, black blood leaking from countless deep dagger wounds, and his HP had dropped below five percent.

The Demon Emperor raised his long black spear, his crimson eyes burning with final, mad intent. He gathered all the remaining dark magic in the zone around his blade, preparing to launch an ultimate, map-wiping spear strike.

Arthur looked at the gathering black storm, his breathing ragged and shallow. His eyes remained freezing cold.

He took a final deep breath and closed his eyes for a split second, feeling the last remaining energy in his cells.

The Demon Emperor thrust his spear forward. A massive black dragon of pure dark magic and spear intent roared through the air, destroying everything in its path as it surged toward Arthur.

Arthur did not dodge.

He used Cellular Level Body Control to shift eighty-five percent of his attributes into Speed and Agility for a fraction of a microsecond.

He moved directly through the fringe of the dark dragon, allowing the dark magic to strip his HP down to less than five percent. Right as the physical blade of the spear was about to pierce his chest, Arthur reallocated his entire existence.

Ten percent Defence to keep his heart beating.

Zero Agility.

Ninety percent Strength.

Arthur sidestepped the tip of the spear by a single millimeter, letting the cold steel graze his ribs, and stepped directly into the Demon Emperor’s personal guard.

He grabbed the long black spear shaft with his bare left hand, locking it in place.

"It is over," Arthur whispered.

Before the Demon Emperor could retract his weapon or channel more magic, Arthur drove his right dagger straight through the emperor’s eye socket, thrusting the blade all the way to the hilt.

The massive kinetic power of over five thousand Strength attributes, amplified by his Epic daggers, exploded directly inside the emperor’s brain structure.

Slash.

-4,500,000 HP.

The crimson light in the Demon Emperor’s eyes flickered wildly, then completely shattered. The massive long black spear slipped from his grasp, clattering uselessly against the bloody stone.

The Demon Emperor’s massive body fell forward, slamming heavily onto the ground before slowly breaking apart into black ashes that drifted away into the void sky.

[Ding! You have cleared the 10th round.]

[Ding! Your Cellular Body Control Technique has evolved into the Atomic Body Control Technique and reached its absolute peak.]

[Ding! Congratulations! You have cleared the trial before the ten-day limit. You may now challenge the Primordial Grade Trial if you wish.]

[Ding! You must decide within ten minutes whether to challenge the Primordial Grade Trial. Otherwise, your class will automatically evolve into the God Grade.]

Arthur felt as if he were about to go deaf from the constant stream of notifications.

"What the hell? Can you slow down a little?" Arthur rubbed his temples. "And what exactly is this Primordial Grade Trial?"

[Ding! You must fight all ten Mythical Bosses simultaneously.]

[Ding! If you succeed, your class will obtain the highest possible evolution: the Primordial Grade.]

[Ding! If you fail, your class will remain at the Common Grade.]

[Ding! Please choose carefully.]

Arthur swallowed.

After fighting so intensely for so long, the thought of failing and remaining at the Common Grade was almost unbearable. He would lose everything he had worked for during this trial.

However, another thought soon appeared in his mind.

If he chose not to challenge the trial and settled for the God Grade...

Would he ever truly be satisfied after knowing that an even higher grade existed?

Hell no.

But before making his decision, Arthur wanted to understand something first.

"System, tell me about Atomic Body Control."

[Atomic Body Control Technique:]

[Passive Effect — Absolute Attribute Synchronization:]

[Your attributes will automatically redistribute according to your body’s immediate needs without requiring conscious control.]

[While moving, attacking, defending, casting, or recovering, your attributes will be allocated with perfect efficiency.]

[You will always maintain your peak combat condition in every situation without needing to consciously redistribute your attributes.]

[Active Effect — Limit Overdrive:]

[This ability temporarily expands your overall power beyond its natural limit, doubling your effective attributes for a limited duration.]

[Once activated, your body will operate at 200% capacity, granting overwhelming power and combat performance.]

[After the effect ends, your body will enter temporary paralysis, leaving you unable to fight until you recover.]

Arthur’s eyes widened.

Previously, every battle had required him to divide his attention. If he wanted to move at maximum speed, he had to consciously redirect most of his attributes into Agility.

Then, when he attacked, he had to immediately shift them into Strength. If an enemy attacked him, he needed to redirect them into Defense, while a life-threatening situation required him to place as many attributes as possible into Vitality.

Even with his previous Cellular Body Control, those constant adjustments required a portion of his concentration.

But now...

Everything would happen automatically.

Whenever Arthur’s subconscious decided to run, his attributes would instantly shift to maximize his Agility. The moment he intended to attack, the necessary attributes would automatically flow toward Strength.

If an attack approached, his Defense would immediately increase.

If his life was threatened, his body would instinctively prioritize Vitality and survival.

Arthur wouldn’t need to consciously think about any of it.

His body would simply know what was required.

This was an immense improvement to his combat ability. Previously, Arthur had been forced to divide his attention between fighting his opponent and constantly managing his attributes.

Now, he could devote his entire focus to the battle itself.

And then there was the second ability.

Limit Overdrive.

For a limited period, his total effective attributes would double.

Of course, the price was severe. Once the effect ended, Arthur’s body would become temporarily paralyzed, leaving him completely unable to fight.

It was an ability meant only for moments of absolute necessity.

Arthur slowly raised his head as a wild grin spread across his face.

"Damn..."

His eyes burned with excitement.

"With this, what the fuck can those Mythical Bosses even do to me?"

"Hahahaha!"

Arthur’s laughter echoed across the battlefield.

"System!"

Arthur’s eyes gleamed with absolute confidence.

"I accept the Primordial Grade Trial."