The Streets of Moscow & Power Beyond Limits
(Samuel's POV)
As I walked through the cold streets of Moscow, the bitter wind barely registered against my skin. My mind was occupied with one thing—our next move.
"Finally got rid of that bitch Bardot," I muttered under my breath. She had been a persistent thorn in my side, but now she was nothing more than an annoying memory.
I needed to focus.
"System, show me the status windows."
In an instant, glowing blue panels materialized before my eyes, listing the raw, undeniable proof of how far Henry and I had come.
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[STATUS WINDOW – THE HARBINGER OF DESTRUCTION]
Name: Samuel Gebb (Alias: Wolf)
Title: The Harbinger of Destruction
Level: 110
Stats:
Strength: 350 (+50)
Agility: 310 (+40)
Endurance: 340 (+45)
Intelligence: 280 (+35)
Charisma: 250 (+30)
Unique Abilities:
1. Breath of Destruction – A wave of annihilating energy that erases anything in its path.
2. Void Step (Perfected) – Instantly moves between dimensions and realms, completely undetectable.
3. Dragon Fear (Apex Form) – A passive aura that forces even the strongest beings into submission.
4. Black Heart Resurgence (God's Wrath Mode Unlocked) – Acts as a second heart, continuously evolving his strength and stamina, making him nearly immortal in battle.
5. Infernal Domination – Allows Samuel to bend weaker beings to his will, forcing obedience.
6. Devourer of Titans – Can consume demonic and celestial essence to increase his strength permanently.
7. Abyssal Gauntlets (Enhanced) – His legendary weapon, capable of breaking reality itself.
8. Demonbane Execution – A single strike that erases anything tainted by darkness from existence.
9. Tyrant's Dominion (NEW) – Creates an unbreakable domain where Samuel's power is absolute.
10. Sovereign's Awakening (FINAL STAGE) – Unlocks his full potential, surpassing the limits of mortality and divinity.
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My eyes flickered over the stats, my lips curving into a smirk. Level 110. Not bad. Not nearly enough, but still, a damn good foundation.
"Henry's gotta be close."
I swiped to his profile, and sure enough—
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[STATUS WINDOW – THE DIVINE EXECUTIONER]
Name: Henry Hans (Alias: Liberty)
Title: The Divine Executioner
Level: 109
Stats:
Strength: 345 (+50)
Agility: 330 (+45)
Endurance: 320 (+40)
Intelligence: 270 (+30)
Charisma: 260 (+35)
Unique Abilities:
1. Judgment's Wrath (Awakened) – A divine strike that completely ignores defenses, delivering absolute destruction.
2. Celestial Blink (Godspeed Mode) – Instantly teleports anywhere without a cooldown, making him untouchable.
3. Holy Annihilation (Ascended) – Unleashes a blast of divine energy capable of purging entire worlds.
4. Lightborn Rebirth (Final Form) – Passive healing that regenerates even fatal wounds in seconds.
5. Titan Heart (Awakened – Twin Cores Activated) – Dual heart system that continuously increases his power and endurance with each battle.
6. Infernal Eye (Perfected) – Can see through all illusions, disguises, and even into the soul of beings.
7. Celestial Warpstone Integration (Limitless Upgrade) – Enhances Blink movements, making them undetectable even to gods.
8. Heaven's Verdict – A divine attack that purges all evil within a designated area, rendering demonic beings powerless.
9. Sword of the First Dawn (Final Form) – His divine weapon, infused with primordial energy, capable of slaying even deities.
10. Ascendant's Will (NEW) – A passive ability that nullifies all attempts to control or manipulate him, making him an absolute force of free will.
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I let out a low whistle.
"That bastard's catching up."
Henry and I had always been side by side—best friends, rivals, brothers-in-arms. We fought together, died together, and now… we were about to break past the limits of everything that had held us back before.
Still, three years wasn't a lot of time.
We had to get even stronger.
Nocturne was right—dungeons, boss raids, ancient trials, anything that could push us beyond this ceiling we had reached.
Because once the New World opened, there wouldn't be second chances.
"Time to get to work." I muttered, closing the system window and disappearing into the shadows of Moscow.
As I closed the system window, my mind raced with everything that needed to be done. The cold air of Moscow bit at my skin, but I barely felt it. Henry and I had three years—three years to become stronger, to reach the level where even gods wouldn't dare stand in our way.
Roselle was right. We needed to hunt.
"First things first," I muttered, pulling out my phone.
I dialed Henry.
It rang twice before his lazy, amused voice came through.
"Let me guess—you checked your status window and finally realized you're not as strong as you thought?"
I smirked.
"I'm still a level ahead of you, Liberty."
A scoff. "For now."
I leaned against a streetlamp, watching the people walk by, unaware that a Harbinger of Destruction stood among them.
"Enough trash talk. We need to move. Nocturne suggested dungeon raids—high-level ones. We need to push our limits before the three years are up."
There was a brief silence on the line before Henry responded.
"You're serious about this, huh?"
"We don't have a choice."
A low chuckle.
"Fine. Meet me in Prague. There's a dungeon near the ruins of Old Town that's been sealed for centuries—rumors say even gods avoided it."
"Perfect."
"Oh, and Samuel?"
"What?"
"Try not to die before I get there. I'd hate to explain to Roselle that her favorite enemy got himself killed."
I snorted.
"Worry about yourself, Executioner. I don't plan on dying anytime soon."
With that, I hung up, my fingers tightening into fists.
Next Stop: Prague
The hunt for power had begun.