"Valdemar is a fucking monster in human form, plain and simple,” Artemis said in between her bites of food. “Mind you, I am not saying that he is the Grand Champion, but if that is the case, you have quite the battle ahead of you, and, well… be happy you have multiple lives.”Jake nodded, fully knowing that was the case as he chilled in the healing pool. ”Say, if you fought this theoretical Grand Champion version of Valdemar… how would you rate your chances?””Well, if we fought a hundred times…” Artemis said, pausing for dramatic effect, “I would probably be able to not die within a minute in at least some of them.””That strong?” Jake muttered to himself.”I just told you he is a fucking monster. Valdemar is a being no one dares mess with in the entire multiverse. Other Primordials steer clear for the most part, and no faction wants to risk pissing him off. You must understand that even among those deemed his equals, he stands out. Most Primordials are diverse fighters. They have ot

To use his own life and death as a mere resource in his preparations did feel odd to Jake, but in truth, he had no other choice. Valdemar was simply too overwhelmingly powerful for Jake to possibly defeat in a single attempt, and Jake also suspected he was just a straight-up cheat, as while he didn’t use any skills… well, it wasn’t like the S-grade Valdemar fighting the Malefic Viper in the vision had used many either. The only real thing Jake remembered him using was that Fang of Man skill, along with what Jake assumed to be a self-made brew to help cleanse the toxins.So, all Jake could do was keep dying as he accumulated knowledge through several deaths.When he only had five lives remaining, Jake fully confirmed that Valdemar had indeed entirely transcended the limitations of a G-grade human body. For Jake, in his current state, having a kneecap broken or his tendons severed would make him unable to move properly, even if he could force some movement using his internal energy. The

Jake was smart enough to know when he was outmatched, and despite all his boosts and the many injuries he had inflicted on Valdemar, he was still at a major disadvantage. The only reason he even had a shot was because of Valdemar’s fighting style being so damn straightforward and Jake having had nine whole lives to learn how to fight him. He could take Valdemar by surprise; a luxury Valdemar did not have.Not to say there was much to learn about Valdemar’s defensive style. Shit, the man only ever blocked and deflected attacks. Never once did he try to dodge or tactically retreat. He was an unstoppable force that just kept barreling at you until you crumbled, and he would rather take a stab in the stomach and hit you in the face than sidestep an attack. He truly was a ridiculous opponent.Yet despite being fully aware of this uphill battle, Jake refused to back down as he charged at the Primordial, who was still recovering from the two arcane spikes pinning him down. He had already rip

Jake looked at the still-standing corpse of the Primordial as he tried to fully understand everything that had happened. Alright, that wasn’t entirely accurate… He knew what had happened; he remembered everything without any issues, but it all still felt oddly hazy. The same kind of hazy his mind and vision currently were.As he still stood there, taking in the atmosphere and collecting himself, a certain someone made himself known once more, kind of ruining the tense mood.“We have a winner! The undefeated Warrior has met his doom at the hands of the Doombringer in a battle truly worthy of a Grand Champion match! Only a single Grand Champion now remains, having defeated all others in his path, becoming the most powerful Grand Champion we have ever seen! Where is his limit!? Perhaps we will learn one day, but for now, go, our Grand Champion. Rest. You’ve earned it!”Jake thought the announcer was a lot quieter than usual, making him frown a bit at the commentary. While still frowning,

" If it had been a Transcendent skill, it would be far less concerning, but the fact it is derived from his Bloodline is… hm,” the Wyrmgod muttered mostly to himself.“I already told you,” Minaga said, shrugging. “Jake is a little monster with an utterly broken Bloodline, and thinking too much about how stupid it is will only cause you pain. Trust me. Been there, done that. I am just waiting for the day the system decides to delete him outright.”Vilastromoz just listened in as the two of them kept talking and discussing. After Jake had answered those three questions, the Wyrmgod had gone even deeper in thought, and the Viper understood why. There were a lot of implications to what Jake had done. What his Bloodline had done.Transcendent skills pretty much always came with positive effects, as why wouldn’t they? They were created, after all, and even if it was often through enlightenment or even half by accident, they were always tied to the desires of their creator. It always aligned