Max Level is 100? I Can Upgrade All skill s to Lv99999!-Chapter 221 --Eagle Eye — The Empire’s Fading Afterglow
[Eagle Eye] was a special kind of awakener the elves had specifically cultivated for military use.
Over the long years of war, [Eagle Eye] had played an enormous role, and for that reason, they were affectionately referred to as the captains of the elven race.
Because of this, any elven awakener who awakened [Eagle Eye], so long as their talent was not too poor, would be trained as a mid-ranking officer in the military.
And while the Eagle Eye stationed in Newton might not have had the most outstanding talent, his network and personal connections were unquestionably first-rate.
Yet what this Eagle Eye had never imagined, not even in his dreams, was that this enemy attack would be so unusual.
It did not follow a complete movement pattern. Instead, it was more like a series of disconnected points somehow linked together.
What kind of monster could possess such a powerful aura of death?
And more importantly... why did that aura feel so familiar?
[Eagle Eye] Rodri frowned tightly. Then, all at once, he recalled that when he was younger, he had once traveled to the [Void Frontier], where he had taken part in a rather interesting trial.
Right... what was it called again...
Let me think...
[Deathborn Paradise]!
A look of sudden realization appeared on Rodri’s face.
But in the very next moment, an even deeper confusion welled up inside him.
Strange. Why would a monster from the [Void Frontier] descend into the real world?
Then, as if he had just thought of something, panic instantly spread across his face.
"Immediately! Sound the Level 1 alarm right now! Damn it, what are you all still dawdling for??"
And with the ringing of the Level 1 alarm,
the atmosphere throughout all of Newton immediately grew tense.
At that very moment, Caelan’s figure had already appeared on the outskirts of Newton.
The soldiers guarding the outer perimeter spotted him at once.
"There! The Deathborn has appeared!!"
"Quick, find a way to report this upward! We’ll hold him off!"
Faced with the guards’ full alert and grim vigilance, Caelan appeared far more composed.
Because his [Eye of Insight] had already completely seen through the strength of this defending force.
To put it simply, their combat power ranged from about five-star to seven-star, and even their strongest commander was only eight-star at best.
After obtaining that information, Caelan even let out a lazy yawn.
He had faced too many powerful opponents lately. Now that he had suddenly run into a bunch of rookies, he could finally relax for once.
"Level One readiness—attack!"
Following the elven commander’s order, the defending soldiers on the scene unleashed their strongest skills almost all at once!
In the blink of an eye, the entire sky was filled with dazzling, multicolored skills. It was an extremely spectacular sight.
But to Caelan, all that flashy nonsense was not worth paying attention to at all.
He simply gripped his longsword in one hand and gave it a light swing.
In the next instant, a single sword arc effortlessly tore every one of those skills to pieces!
Such a shocking scene instantly caught the attention of all the soldiers—especially when they realized that even the strongest skills they had once taken pride in were utterly insignificant here.
Fear immediately spread across their faces.
No one understood more clearly than they did what that kind of overwhelming power meant.
In the face of absolute disparity in strength, all effort was meaningless.
Although Caelan had no intention of killing anyone, the power of his sword arc still exceeded even his own expectations.
So in the next moment, quite a few soldiers were directly knocked unconscious by the immense impact of the sword light.
As for the soldiers who remained awake, they were horrified to discover that their bodies would not obey them!
That absolute gap in power nearly drove them into despair.
But in the next instant, they suddenly realized something was off.
Because those comrades they had assumed were killed by the sword arc... were not actually dead at all.
They looked far more like they had merely been knocked unconscious.
Once they confirmed there was no real danger to their lives, these soldiers decisively chose to collapse to the ground and play dead.
What a joke.
A Deathborn this powerful was obviously not something they could possibly contend with, okay???
So matters like this should naturally be left to professionals.
As for them, lying flat and pretending to be dead should not be a problem.
Besides, judging from the Deathborn’s actions just now, it did not seem to want to kill them in the first place. Otherwise, they would already be dead.
Caelan glanced over the soldiers, then grabbed their commander and casually asked,
"Where is your [Boundary Monolith] located?"
Hearing that question, the commander froze for a moment.
He genuinely could not understand why this Deathborn was asking about the [Boundary Monolith].
Isn’t it just a rock, big bro? You should’ve said so earlier!
In the very next moment, the commander answered without the slightest hesitation and told Caelan exactly where the [Boundary Monolith] was.
As for what Caelan intended to do with it, he did not care in the slightest—and in any case, he had no ability to stop him.
Besides, for any race, the existence of the [Boundary Monolith] was more like a spiritual totem.
Its true effect did not lie in that single slab of stone itself. As long as it retained the recognition of the majority of the race, another one could be remade at any time.
After obtaining the commander’s information, Caelan headed straight for another military encampment.
In fact, most races placed their [Boundary Monolith] somewhere near the city, or even just casually set it down in some random plaza.
The reason the Ivorykin had placed theirs inside Newdean was only to lure Caelan into taking the bait.
For a race like the elves, casually tossing the [Boundary Monolith] somewhere was the real norm.
He had not expected it to be this easy to get his hands on it.
Silently, Caelan stored the fragment of the [Boundary Monolith] inside his storage space.
At this point, it was time for him to leave.
After all, while the elves had grown increasingly slack over the years, the saying still held true: even a starved camel is bigger than a horse.
For someone at Caelan’s current level of strength, if the elves truly set their sights on him, it would still be very troublesome.
And besides, there was no real need for Caelan to make an outright enemy of the elven race.
According to both his grandfather and maternal grandfather, the elves were already walking along the edge of decline.
Their current strength was only the empire’s final afterglow.
It would not be long before the elven race truly collapsed.
Even then, their foundations would remain, and they would still be a powerful race—but the overall strength of the human race would surely surpass theirs by far.
