Chapter 32: Contracting all the bosses(2)

The heavy warrior dropped to his knee, his shield slamming into the earth.

"My liege! Grant this weapon a name!"

[Ding! You have successfully contracted a Mythical Grade Boss.]

[Ding! Due to your Primordial Authority, the Mythical Grade Boss has evolved into the God Rank.]

[Name: ______

Grade: God

Level: 10

Strength: 1,020

Defence: 1,020

Agility: 1,020

Vitality: 1,020

Talents: Miasma of Decay, Iron Rampart, Transformation.]

The area poison had evolved into a decay aura that permanently reduced enemy attributes during combat, backed by an unyielding defensive stance.

"Your name is Plague," Arthur said.

"Plague will crush all obstacles for you, my liege!" The warrior stood and joined the line of generals.

Arthur looked up at the fallen form of the Thunder Roc. The massive golden feathers were scattered all over the crushed rock, still discharging tiny blue sparks of static electricity.

He raised his hand toward the sky above the Roc.

"Arise."

A jagged pillar of black lightning crashed down from the sky, striking the Roc’s corpse directly. The lightning did not burn the body; it absorbed it. The shadow gathered into a lean, lightning-fast shadow archer holding a long bow made of pure dark electricity.

The archer landed smoothly on one knee before Arthur.

"My liege, please grant me a name to strike down your foes."

[Ding! You have successfully contracted a Mythical Grade Boss.]

[Ding! Due to your Primordial Authority, the Mythical Grade Boss has evolved into the God Rank.]

[Name: ______

Grade: God

Level: 10

Strength: 1,020

Defence: 1,020

Agility: 1,020

Vitality: 1,020

Talents: Divine Judgement Lightning, Sonic Speed, Transformation.]

The tribulation lightning had evolved into divine judgement lightning, which dealt extra holy shadow damage, while its speed talent allowed instant repositioning.

"You are Blitz," Arthur declared.

"Blitz will be your lightning, my liege," the archer bowed, rising to step back into the line.

Only two corpses remained.

Arthur walked toward the golden feathers and broken broadsword of the Twelve-Winged Archangel. The holy light that once radiated from the entity had vanished, leaving only a cold shell behind.

He reached out his right hand.

"Arise."

A pillar of dark divine light surged upward, twisting the remaining holy aura into absolute dark authority. Six pairs of jet-black feather wings burst from the light as the shadow angel materialized. The entity held a long black broadsword that hummed with dark divine energy.

The dark archangel dropped to both knees, lowering its head to the ground.

"My liege. My blade and my wings belong to you forever. Please grant me a name."

[Ding! You have successfully contracted a Mythical Grade Boss.]

[Ding! Due to your Primordial Authority, the Mythical Grade Boss has evolved into the God Rank.]

[Name: ______

Grade: God

Level: 10

Strength: 1,020

Defence: 1,020

Agility: 1,020

Vitality: 1,020

Talents: Fallen Grace, Infinite Horizon]

The divine speed and wing maneuverability had evolved into a talent that allowed fluid flight without momentum limits, alongside a sword art that could cut through distance.

"Your name is Seraph," Arthur said softly.

"Seraph obeys the sovereign," the dark angel stood, spreading his six black wings once before folding them behind his back and standing in line.

Finally, Arthur stood before the ash-covered spot where the Demon Emperor had collapsed. The broken pieces of the long black spear were still scattered across the obsidian stone.

Arthur stared at the center of the battlefield.

He raised his hand high into the air.

"Arise."

Boom!

The entire colosseum realm shuddered. A massive, towering pillar of dark dragon aura erupted into the sky, tearing through the pale atmosphere until the entire sky turned into a swirl of black and purple shadows. Dark magic dragon phantoms circled the light column, roaring in absolute submission.

From the black pillar, a supreme shadow warrior stepped out.

He wore full royal shadow armor, dark dragon horns curved back from his helmet, and a magnificent long black spear rested in his right hand. The spear tip pulsed with a terrifying aura of space-tearing spear intent.

The former Demon Emperor, now an evolved God Rank shadow general, slowly walked toward Arthur.

He stopped three steps away, planted the shaft of his black spear firmly into the obsidian floor, and dropped heavily to one knee.

"Greetings, my supreme sovereign. I, who once ruled the dark, now yield completely to your primordial shadow. Please grant your most loyal general a name."

[Ding! You have successfully contracted a Mythical Grade Boss.]

[Ding! Due to your Primordial Authority, the Mythical Grade Boss has evolved into the God Rank.]

[Name: ______

Grade: God

Level: 10

Strength: 1,020

Defence: 1,020

Agility: 1,020

Vitality: 1,020

Talents: Primordial Spear Mastery, Sovereign Dragon Aura, Intimidation.]

The spear technique and dark dragon phantoms had evolved into primordial spear mastery, which amplified all piercing attacks by ten times, paired with a dragon aura that lowered all surrounding enemies’ combat effectiveness.

Arthur looked at the supreme spear warrior kneeling before him.

"You are the commander of my shadow army. Your name is Kaiser."

Kaiser bowed his head until his visor nearly touched Arthur’s boots.

"Kaiser accepts your command, my liege. My spear will clear every world in your path."

Kaiser stood up, his tall frame radiating a pressure that could intimidate high-level entities. He turned and walked to the front of the shadow line, taking his spot as the head general.

Ten corpses. Ten Mythical Bosses.

Now, ten God Rank Shadow Generals.

Arthur stood at the front of the ruined colosseum battlefield, his hands resting casually at his sides. His new six-foot-three physique looked towering and perfectly balanced, his face sculpted like a god of war, and his deep eyes swirling with the boundless light of galaxies.

Behind him, aligned in a perfect, intimidating arc, stood the ten God Rank Shadow Generals.

Divine Sword with his massive broad sword rested over his shoulder.

Frostbite with his ice-dripping spear.

Sand Abyss with his spatial war-picks.

Ignis burning with dark dragon hellfire.

Mirage holding her shadowy daggers in the light.

Prism glowing with a terrifying red core.

Plague holding his heavy tower shield and flail.

Blitz with his bow of dark lightning.

Seraph hovering slightly with six giant black wings.

And Kaiser standing at the center, spear planted into the earth, radiating the oppressive pressure of a sovereign conqueror.

The dark aura emitting from the ten generals combined into a single, massive wave of pure shadow authority that distorted the very air of the trial space. Black energy crackled across the ground, and phantom dragons roared silently in the sky behind them.

Arthur glanced back at his newly formed shadow legion. The privilege of his class skill meant he could now use every single one of their skills and talents himself, while having ten loyal God Rank entities ready to execute his every command.

He looked back toward the system screen, his lips curving upward into an unbothered, confident smile.

[Ding‌! Your time in the trial ground is over. You need to leave.]

As soon as the system voice was heard, a blue portal appeared there.

Arthur’s dark eyes turned into normal and his 10 shadow generals, all entered inside his shadow.

With a hum, Arthur entered the portal and left the trial ground.