Chaos Devourer System: My Classless Ascension Chapter 85 - 84:You’re Strong!

A/N: I should’ve said this like 4-5 Chapters back, but we’ve finally crossed the 100k words milestone..

100k words, and you guys have put up with my flawed grammar till this point, I’m grateful and look forward to more milestone breaking achievents..

Without wasting your ti further, let’s dive back in...

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The mont the leaderboard appeared, the entirety of the audience’s attention turned toward it..

I looked up and froze..

"What?.." what I was currently seeing didn’t seem to register properly..

"Booooooooo!!!!!!!!!!

Boooooooo!!!!!!!!!

"Shitty tower played dirty...."

"We need a retake, redo the tests..."

The solemn atmosphere cracked like fragile glass the mont the crowd saw the absurdity being displayed...

Leaderboard..

1- Thaddeus Calder- 8,000 points..

2- Michell Rosalind- 7,900 points...

3- Micheal Solaris- 7,500 points...

4- Dante Draven- 7,000 points...

5-....

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"How is that even possible???" I was stumped...

Don’t get wrong, I wasn’t about to claim being the strongest participant here(I obviously was) but even then, how the fuck did these three survive anything past the 70th floor?

Hell even going past the 60s would’ve been a monuntally difficult endeavor..

I didn’t know how broken talents and bloodlines beyond SSS was, but I knew for sure that nothing within the mortal stages could help you past those floors and I knew for sure that the ruling family of the Supre City, Helios City, was nothing more than an offshoot of the real Overlords of the eastern domain’s Calder Imperial Family..

Yes their station was a bit higher than the Solaris family of bright sun city, with them being of a closer relation to the main family, but their bloodlines had not crossed that grade..

So how the fuck was soone with an SSS rank bloodline fighting things that should have been S-rank and beyond..

8,000 points ant this guy actually fought and survived a SS-rank being..

Yea, no fucking way in hell..

BOOOOOOOOOO....

The rain of foods and drinks that battered the platform, the crowd’s show of pure outrage told that clearly, sothing untoward had happened during my resting period..

"Stupid tower actually played such a dirty trick, huh?" It couldn’t beat , so it decided to short change instead?

"My opinion of you drops lower and lower each day.." I shook my head..

I wasn’t bothered by the results..

I couldn’t bring myself to care..

Not when I knew perfectly well that I could slap all three of those people to death if I got serious...

"You must be Dante.." a soft feminine voice pulled from my violent thoughts..

I turned around, my eyes catching sight of nothing, I couldn’t help scratching my head in confusion..

"Down here.." the voice drew my attention downward..

And there, staring up at with a pair bright erald green eyes, was a young woman my age or possibly a year older, her bright red combat uniform clung tightly to her lithe fra, green hair spilling like a waterfall down her back..

Her height placing barely on the sa level as my torso..

A sword was strapped firmly to her waist, close enough for her to pull it out at any given mont..

I could feel the air around her charged with a sharp and deadly intent..

[Ding]

[Chaotic comprehension activating....]

[You have gained insight into the way of the sword...

[You have gained insight in the way of the sword..

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[Ding]

[You have successfully comprehended ...

[You have acquired the passive ability .....

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(A/N: no, this does not an he’ll be walking the path of a sword user, it’s just his ability doing what it was ant to do)

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Ohh.. so that’s what it was..

Sword intent huh, I didn’t think I’d be getting such a classic fantasy ability just by looking at such a petite pretty face..

"Man you’re tall, just what the hell do you eat?".

Before I could reply, I saw her expression slowly morph into stunned silence..

Shock coloring her pretty face..

The reason?

A sharp and deadly domain had spawned around , the energies sharp enough to cut through steel..

"Sword intent.. how do you have sword intent??"

"And why’s it this powerful??" Her shocked voice reached , I shrugged whilst answering, "I’m built different".

It wasn’t a lie, I was indeed built different..

Her expression toned down into mild suspicion..

I could see she was still skeptical, but she had the presence of mind enough to know that we weren’t anywhere near close enough to bug for details..

"I’m Michell Rosalind" she extended her hand for a shake..

I looked at the slender arm, the slender fra it was attached to and hesitation crossed my face..

I wasn’t bulky, not by any ans , I was more compact and athletic, yet the thought of my massive fra shaking those slender limbs made fear for breaking it...

"Humph... I’m not so fragile as to break from a re handshake.." she huffed, annoyed at the very thought of soone underestimating her because of her height..

"Alright then, your funeral.." saying so, I clasped her hand, giving it a firm shake.

"I’m Dante.. Dante Draven.."

"Hehehe.. I know, you’ve been quite the sensation with how fast you blitzed through the trial" she laughed coyly, I didn’t know if it was her attempt at seduction, but it definitely didn’t work..

Hell, it even made a bit restless and reluctant.

She was beautiful no doubt, but she lacked the proper assets to be pulling any ounce of my attention..

My eyes going briefly to the grape sized attachnts on her chest and her virtually nonexistent behind..

Yea.. definitely not..

"Yea, much help that did.. you guys still surpassed in the end" I replied with a smile..

"h..h.. I’m sure if you hadn’t quit for unforeseen reasons, you’d be up there."

"Oh! And what made you think I had quit for unforeseen reasons and not just because I was out of my league" I couldn’t help asking with a teasing smile..

"Because.. you’re strong!" She answered. Tone firm. All jokes gone from her expression..

"You’re strong.. stronger than any candidate here. I can feel it. If I should make a move here, I would lose without even knowing how" She added..

"Hmm.. that’s quite the assumption, and where did you get that thought from"

"I’m a swordsman.. and if there’s one thing we have, it’s a frightening intuition, and right now, mine is screaming at to get as far away from you as possible.." she replied..

"And yet, here you are."

"Yea.. because I don’t believe you’re soone who attacks unprovoked"

"Nice of you to assu anything about " the feral grin that appeared on my face would’ve scared probably anyone else, and yet..

"Again, intuition. I trust you wouldn’t do sothing so thankless" she smiled..

I stared at this young woman properly this ti..

Despite her saying she knew she stood no chances against , she wasn’t the least bit scared, not from her loose and relaxed posture..

"Hmm.. you’re weird..your intuition is just as weird" I paused slightly, before turning around..

"Luckily I don’t find weird stuff annoying"..

"Fufufufu.. I guess that ans we can be friends now right?" She asked, yet before I could answer..

"Tsk.. to think you’d stoop so low to talk to so lowlife from so backwater alley, michell, how low you’ve fallen.."

I suddenly hear an irritating voice..

"One break.. I just can’t get a single break from annoying young masters now can I?"

With thoughts of violence budding within , I turned to see just who was the newest addition to my list of candidates to deliver an ass whooping to

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A/N: call it what you want, if people want to have their faces slapped, they shall receive..

That’s all for today, I’ve lived up to my bonus Chapter promises..

2 for surpassing 50gts

1 for 100 ps..

I’ll be updating the gt goals if we surpass 100, so let’s keep pushing and thank you as always for your support.

It’s the reason I can write confidently, knowing there are those who want to read and go on this journey with ..

Once again..

Arigato..

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