Chapter 7 : The Lord of Summoning

The sun rose steadily the next morning, casting soft golden rays over the Head Village. Vale woke up early, his mind sharp and clear. He had rested well, but now there was something to look forward to—a level leaderboard had been set up for the novice village, and the system was about to display the current standings. The first players to achieve level 10 were highly rewarded, and the leaderboard would show everyone's progress. Vale had no intention of being second.

As he stepped outside, the village was already alive with activity. The usual hustle and bustle of players leveling up and preparing for the challenges ahead filled the air. But when Vale's gaze shifted to the massive screen set up in the center of the village, it was clear there was only one name that mattered at that moment—his own.

The leaderboard flashed on the screen:

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[Novice Village Level Leaderboard]

1. Vale Morian — Level 9

2. Player [XXXXX] — Level 3

3. Player [YYYYY] — Level 2

4. Player [ZZZZZ] — Level 1

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Vale's name was at the top, and there was no competition. The closest player was still six levels behind, and the others weren't even close to reaching Level 10 yet. It was clear that his Infinite Extraction ability, combined with his other talents, had propelled him far ahead of the others. In a world where only the strongest survived, Vale was already becoming a legend in this small corner of the battlefield.

He didn't feel any need to gloat. This was just a step in a much larger journey, but for now, it gave him a sense of satisfaction. The village's players gazed at his name with awe, some whispering about the prodigy who had shot past them all. Vale remained unfazed. This was simply the result of his hard work, intelligence, and his powerful abilities—nothing more, nothing less.

After watching the leaderboard for a while, Vale returned to his inn. His thoughts were already focused on what was next. The God-level Sublimation ability was ready to use again, and this time, he had something very specific in mind.

He entered his room, locked the door, and sat cross-legged in the center of the room, the Summon Undead talent humming with potential inside him. His mind began to focus, and he tapped into the immense energy of his Suprime Sublimation ability. This was a rare and powerful resource, and he knew how important it was to use it strategically.

Vale's hand glowed with a red, swirling aura as he invoked the process of God-level Sublimation.

He focused all of his energy on refining and elevating the Summon Undead talent. The energy coiled and crackled in the air around him, the power flowing through his body as he channeled it into the talent. It was a delicate process—if he succeeded, the outcome would be something truly extraordinary.

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Sublimation Successful!

• Summon Undead (B-grade) has been elevated to Lord of Summoner (Mythical-grade)!

• Lord of Summoner (Mythical-grade): Allows the summoning of Mythical Beast once per month. Additionally, any creature Vale has killed can be summoned and bound to him. These summoned creatures are absolutely loyal and fight for him without question.

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Vale's eyes gleamed as the transformation occurred. The Lord of Summoner talent was beyond anything he could have hoped for. Not only did it grant him the ability to summon Mythical Beasts, but it also gave him control over any creature he had killed. These beings would be bound to him, serving his every command with unwavering loyalty. It was the perfect complement to his current abilities, allowing him to command a force of powerful creatures that would never betray him.

Vale stood up, a grin tugging at his lips. This was the kind of power he had been aiming for—something that would allow him to conquer anything in his path.

He paused, considering the possibilities. Mythical Beasts could change the course of any battle. But the real advantage was the ability to summon creatures he had already slain. Whether they were dragons, beasts, or monsters, they would all serve him. The loyalty of these creatures would make him an unstoppable force.

After letting the power of the new talent settle inside him, Vale stood tall and looked out the window of his inn room. The world was vast, and the challenges were only going to get harder. But now, Vale had an army of loyal creatures at his disposal, and that was a game-changer.

With the Lord of Summoner talent, Vale knew that he was no longer just a player in this world—he was a king in the making.

As the day wore on, Vale decided to take a walk through the village. Players were now coming to terms with the global announcement. Many were still frantically trying to level up, desperate to avoid the deadly fate that awaited them if they didn't reach level 10 in time.

Vale could feel the tension in the air, but he remained calm. He wasn't worried about the deadline. His talents and stats were rising rapidly, and he was well on his way to level 10. But for now, he let the others rush around while he took his time. The world could keep up with him if it wanted to.