(Sunday, June 16, 2026 – 2:15 AM)
A sudden rush of power coursed through Adam's body. His veins bulged, pulsing with raw energy before settling into place, his entire form momentarily radiating an overwhelming presence. His light blue eyes flared brightly before dimming back to their usual profound glow.
But the change was undeniable.
Every fiber of his being felt reinforced, denser, stronger, as if the very foundation of his existence had changed. His muscles tensed with unimaginable power while his body feeling unnaturally light yet impossibly sturdy.
'This... this is insane.'
[You are now actively using Giant traits, you can be considered a magical beast currently.]
'That's crazy, I'm a dungeon beast now? Haha.' Adam glanced toward the battlefield, then at his own hands, flexing his fingers experimentally. The sheer force behind his smallest movements was staggering, his grip strength alone felt like it could pulverize his previous self.
[Your Giant Shift is now accessible at will.]
Awà's voice remained steady as she continued her analysis.
[You can increase your size at any time, growing as large as a high-rise building, or remain at your normal form while keeping all enhancements. Due to their supernatural nature, Giants are deceptively fast and agile for their size.]
Adam's expression remained calm, but his mind processed the implications instantly. Speed and agility remained intact, even at massive size. That meant..
[Your current physical attributes are already double your base level. However, in Giant Shift, they will scale based on your size, up to five times your normal power at maximum growth.]
Adam exhaled slowly, staring at his own hands. The balance, the sheer effortlessness of his new strength, it was terrifying.
He turned toward the young girl beside him. She was clutching the ornate box, her small fingers trembling slightly as she held onto the Elixir of Longevity. Her wide eyes remained locked onto him, filled with uncertainty, but not fear.
Adam's voice was even and reassuring. "Stay here. You won't be harmed."
She nodded quickly, pressing the box closer to her chest with her grip tightening.
Adam's gaze shifted back to the battlefield.
It was time to move.
(2:14 AM)
The battlefield trembled under the weight of their battle. Boris, now in Full Shift, loomed over them like a living calamity. His thick, fur-covered body radiated heat, his breathing heavy but measured, each exhale releasing mist into the cold night air. Despite his enormous size, his speed was unnatural, every charge, every swing of his claws, came with terrifying force and precision.
Mattia and Petruccio fought in unison, but Boris wasn't faltering.
Mattia's armored body moved with calculated aggression, his Titan Bone plating absorbing impact after impact. Every swing of Titan's Resolve carried devastating force, the greatsword's kinetic absorption allowing him to return blows with increased weight. Boris took every strike head-on, but even with his tough hide, the accumulated power of Mattia's attacks forced him back.
Petruccio, however, struggled. His speed allowed him to weave between Boris's massive swipes, but every attempt to pierce Boris's hide with his daggers failed. His blades barely scratched the berserker's thick fur, and while he moved fast enough to avoid most direct hits, Boris was adapting.
The Vodka Bear was a predator.
Boris roared and slammed both claws downward. Mattia met him head-on, raising his greatsword with both hands, redirecting the force of the impact. The street beneath them cracked, sending a shockwave through the city. Boris lunged with his claws raking forward, but Mattia twisted at the last second, avoiding a fatal blow. His armor absorbed most of the damage, but the force still sent him skidding backward.
Before Mattia could recover, Boris pivoted, and was already on Petruccio.
A swipe nearly ripped the assassin apart, forcing him to dodge mid-air, twisting his body unnaturally to avoid being torn in two. He landed in a low crouch, but Boris's massive foot crashed down, aiming to crush him outright. Petruccio barely rolled away in time with his body straining from constant evasions.
The battle dragged on. Seconds passed, and the exhaustion set in.
Mattia's breathing grew heavier. His mana reserves were running low. The Titan Bone Alloy armor required a constant flow of mana and stamina, and the weight of Titan's Resolve was beginning to strain his movements. His strikes were slower while his reflexes dulled.
Petruccio wasn't faring any better. His entire body ached from the near-constant dodging. Without a way to pierce Boris's hide, he had resorted to distractions, attacking weak points, aiming for joints, but nothing was enough to slow Boris down.
And Boris knew it.
A deep, rumbling chuckle escaped the beast's throat as he towered over them. Mattia panted, gripping his sword tightly while Petruccio stood ready the daggers coated in his last reserves of mana.
"Look at you two." Boris's voice was thick with amusement with his breath rolling in heavy clouds. "Fake men, clinging to your little tricks. Tired already?"
The words barely registered before he struck.
Mattia's eyes widened as a clawed paw the size of a car smashed into him, sending him flying hundreds of meters through multiple buildings. He disappeared into the wreckage, leaving only silence in his wake.
Petruccio mind had time to react but his body not.
A massive paw crashed into his stomach, lifting him off the ground. Another hit came, then another. Each strike felt like being hit by a collapsing building. His ribs cracked, his vision blurred, and before he could process the pain, Boris grabbed him by the torso.
The bear's massive jaws opened wide.
Teeth capable of biting through S rank magical beast as well a jaw wide enough to fit a car.
Petruccio, barely conscious, watched as Boris prepared to bite down and tear him apart.
Then, resistance.
Boris's eyes widened in shock as his teeth couldn't close.
A force stronger than his own was stopping him.
Petruccio's blurred vision cleared, and his gaze traveled upward.
Standing before him with outstretched arms and gripping Boris's upper and lower jaws apart, was Adam.
The sheer pressure of Boris's bite should have been unstoppable, yet Adam held firm with ease.
A golden glow enveloped Petruccio's broken body as his wounds closed instantly, his shattered bones mended in seconds.
His stamina returned along with his mana that surged back.
Adam's eyes glowed with calm, cold authority staring at Boris.
And then, he spoke.
"Done?"
(2:16 AM)
Adam's grip tightened with veins bulging across his arms and shoulders, the sheer force of his hold cracking Boris's fangs under the pressure while his clothes ripped apart at the seams, unable to withstand the raw power surging through his body.
Boris's massive eyes, once filled with mockery and bloodlust, widened in disbelief. He was the strongest in this fight, his Full Shift had made him unstoppable, or so he thought.
With one hand, Adam lifted Boris effortlessly.
The colossal bear, weighing over dozens of tons, was torn from the ground like he was weightless. The very air trembled as Adam, with a casual motion, hurled Boris into the sky. The False Ranker soared above the battlefield, his massive shadow casting over the ruined city.
Before he could even process what was happening..
Adam moved.
A single step and the ground beneath him shattered, sending dust and debris flying in every direction. He shot into the air, his body a blur of light while closing the distance between him and Boris in an instant.
His right fist clenched at his side with mana condensing around it with terrifying density.
And then, he struck.
An upward punch, straight into Boris's abdomen.
The impact was instant. Boris's hide, tough enough to shrug off S-Rank weapons, pierced like paper. Adam's fist sank deep, rupturing muscle and shattering reinforced bones in a single motion. The kinetic force didn't just break through, it detonated inside.
Boris's organs burst as his ribs imploded.
The raw shock of the impact traveled through his entire body, rupturing everything inside before he even had the chance to scream.
His life vanished in an instant.
Adam floated in midair, watching as Boris's lifeless eyes stared blankly into the void, realization and fear frozen into them.
Then, his massive corpse plummeted.
The ground quaked as Boris's body crashed back down, cratering the ruined street. The sheer weight obliterated the concrete, sending cracks sprawling outward like a spiderweb.
Silence followed.
Adam landed lightly, his boots touching the ground with an eerie calmness. His clothes were ruined, his sleeves torn apart, but his expression was confused.
Petruccio stood frozen with his weapons still gripped in his hands. He had seen powerful strikes before, but this wasn't normal.
This was something beyond S-Rank.
Adam met his gaze with his brows furrowing slightly before he muttered in a disappointed voice.
"I thought... he was stronger."
Petruccio couldn't respond.
Adam sighed, rolling his shoulders.
'I guess I need to visit the National Rankers…'
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Who catched the reference? 😏, invincible is a good comic, but Mark is an horrible MC, i hate the MCs who hold back continuously.
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