Several days later
Currently, I am preparing for my advancement to the Satan-Class. I already felt that my energy reserves were nearing the limit; they could hold up as I benefited from strengthening my physique to the later stages of the Ultimate-Class, as my energy reserves kept expanding.
Reaching Satan-Class would be a great milestone for me. To be complete, I planned to strengthen my physique for the Satan-Class before I reached it in terms of energy reserves. I could probably get more from the High-Grade Demonic Energy Magic Stone if I did it that way.
I would awaken another part of my True Name, and I wonder what benefit it will bring me. Awakening ability with every part of True Name wasn’t something normal, as it was considered super rare.
My name ‘Dizmason’ strengthened my Innate Talent for Magic, from average to the top-notch genius level. It allowed me to comprehend spells more easily, cast them with lesser energy consumption, and many others.
At first, I refined the potion from Vidal’s corpse. Now I would be drawing magical formations around the place, where I could brew the potion, strengthen my physique with it, and use Divine Spark of Vidal in the process.
After I returned from the rendezvous night with Venelana, It seemed like Grayfia noticed something different about me but didn’t say anything besides frowning heavily. I gave her one of the God Corpse Potions, as it would greatly elevate her abilities before the Great War happened.
So the first thing I gulped down was the potion made from Vidal’s corpse and activated the magical formation with Vidal’s Divine Spark in the middle.
This time, albeit it was a bit different, as Grayfia was there to support the formation and control the spell, as the energy that was being released from it was somewhat overwhelming, and it easily damaged the castle or even caused some severe injuries.
I explained to her how the spell worked, and with her natural affinity with magic and experiences, she quickly caught on and was able to control the magical formation rather fast.
While I experienced this feeling once and would probably have several times more in the future, it still hurt like hell.
This time, I felt like my entire body was being ripped apart, as an overwhelming amount of energy was being released from the potion I was digesting, and at the same time, an even larger amount of energy was directed by the spell formation to my body.
Fortunately, Grayfia was able to narrate the flow energy aptly, so I didn’t suffer any kind of injuries due to it.
As I grit my teeth, the process was very fast, as it was constantly breaking down my cells and rebuilding them anew, stronger and brimming with vitality.
As the time passed and hours passed, I felt my body was getting stronger and stronger. As the process was nearing its end, I felt that I could take Vidal with my physical abilities alone and not die several seconds later.
While I wasn’t any close-combat fighter, I could at least take beings with terrifying physiques head-on and not die, or at least escape. There are countless experts out there and countless ways to nullify magic power or any kind of energy; that was why I was so adamant about strengthening my physique at any cost.
‘Architect scan my body.’
I said to my MTC A.I. as I lay down on the ground and saw Grayfia approaching me with worry in her eyes.
[Class: Ultimate
Demonic Energy: 298
Strength: 451
Agility: 462
Vitality: 450]
‘Damm… such rapid advancement… I will need to stop for several decades, maybe even a century, as I have strengthened my body by an extreme amount in such a short time. It is a wonder; I didn’t suffer any kind of backslash…’
I thought in my head.
During past years, I have brought my physique from pathetic Low-Class to Middle-Class standards to terrifying Satan-Class. In terms of Astral Boundary major cultivation systems, it would be possible, but nobody would waste so many precious resources on strengthening the body so much.
Additionally, it could cause you to suffer serious hidden injuries or something, but alas, I think I was lucky.
I noticed that my Class was still listed as Ultimate-Class, which wasn’t entirely wrong, as the Class was mainly based on energy reserves, even by the standards of the Astral Boundary.
“Are you alright, Zeoticus? You look like you are going to die by any minute…”
Asked the worried Grayfia, that came to me to check up on my state.
“It is okay… just my body tired… I feel like I have been runner over by behemoth.”
I said jokingly as Grayfia giggled a bit. It was nice to see. Usually, she had such a strict expression all the time.
Getting any other reaction from her was considered a win.
“You are really crazy… I have never seen anybody undergo anything similar to you.”
Said Grayfia with a surprised face as she observed me.
“It may be possible, but now I can say that I can fight head-on with someone like Vidal and escape with just some injuries. Of course, if you add my magic to the mix, I would probably be able to kill some weaker to average Intermediate Gods within ten minutes.”
I said with a confident voice.
While I wasn’t a close-combat fighter, now that my physique was elementary of Satan-Class, but coupled with my spells and Clan Trait, I could deal with such opponents, despite my energy reserves being just at the peak of Ultimate-Class.
When I advance to Satan-Class in terms of Class, probably someone like Vidal wouldn’t last before me too long…
“Just be careful, don’t underestimate your opponents just because you have strengthened your body to a terrifying level.”
Said Grayfia, but rather it seemed like a teacher lecturing a young child that said something stupid.
I knew it was her way of showing her concern for me.
