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I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax

Update Daily! 9 AM PST ---------------------- A hundred years ago, the virtual and the real merged, unleashing countless monsters across dimensions, revealing mysterious dungeons, and heralding the descent of dark gods upon humanity. The world entered an age of darkness. A century later, John transmigrate into this era of universal awakening, awakening the SSS-level talent [Divine Favor Tome] and transitioning into the god-tier class [All-Class Magus]! In an era where skills could only be acquired through relentless effort, he was born with lvMax skills. In an age where crossing class barriers was deemed impossible, he alone could learn the skills of all classes. In a time when humanity was on the brink of extinction, he effortlessly overpowered the contemporary geniuses and subdued the myriad gods and demons. Years later, John stood atop the constellation of stars, overlooking the mortal realm. Gods bowed their heads in respect, and demons knelt in submission. Countless beings eternally sung praises of his name. ---------------------- WSA 2024 Entry! Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

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Chapter257-The Puppet Master

"Somebody has already been here," John said, his expression turning particularly grave, while Archibald seemed somewhat confused.

"Isn't it normal for someone to have come? We've reported the matter, so surely someone would have come to clean up the related mess," Archibald replied.

The mission released by Hidden Stars meant there would definitely be ongoing surveillance on their situation.

It was only natural that someone had come to investigate and left traces.

Isabella looked at Archibald with a hint of a different emotion in her eyes.

"I really don't understand why House Sterling would end up in your hands."

Her tone was indifferent, yet it struck Archibald like a harsh slap across the face.

Archibald's face turned beet red, and he instinctively wanted to retort, but the sight of Isabella's icy countenance made him swallow his words.

He consoled himself silently.