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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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Chapter371-A Confrontation of Deities

The Dawn Goddess felt an immense annoyance towards these matters, yet she found herself unable to voice her thoughts, forced to endure in silence.

Some things are not as simple as one imagines.

The nefarious outer god's presence here suggested that it certainly held some cards up its sleeve.

Blood slowly trickled from the corners of Scarlett's mouth, her spirit visibly waning.

The surrounding black mist grew denser, incessantly corroding the protective barrier created by the white mist.

Scarlett's hand clenched tightly around her staff, as if it were her sole reliance.

The gaze of the Dawn Goddess sharpened, and soon, a vast, sacred white figure emerged behind Scarlett.

This figure contrasted starkly with the black mist, as if under the illumination of this white light, no evil could ever arise in this world.

Yet, the black mist was compressed to a third of the church's space, showing no sign of retreat behind this dark silhouette.