[Status---------->]
Name: Draco Valenstein.>
Gender/Age: Male/1 Year Old.>
Race: Chaos Anomaly(EX-Rank Creature) - Stage 3>
Blessing: Imprisoned Celestial Of Fate's Blessing, ?????'s Blessing.>
Host Level: 100(XP: 10,000,000/10,000,000)>
System Level: 2(XP: 5,500/50,000)>
Health: Peak Condition, Harmonious, Calm... 2.6★★★★★★/2.6★★★★★★ - +100% HP/sec>
Stamina: 1.2★★★★★★/1.2★★★★★★ - +100% Stamina/sec>
Mana: 524,000★★★★★/524,000★★★★★ - +100% MP/sec>
Peak Continental-Level Strength - Peak EX-Rank>
0 Status Points, 522,664,250 Skill Points, 3,578,785,432,441 Gold]-Available>
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Draco was taking things leisurely and looking at his Status pondering over his current deeds and next steps.
He was taking everything into consideration.
How things were too easy, what could be the possible causes, the battle against the Anomaly, how to defeat him without much difficulty, his current achievements, everything.
Draco's Mind was a world of its own capable of Computing on par with or even better than a Quantum Computer from his home world. Such things were as easy as breathing for him.
Indeed things were too easy this time because he didn't have to do what he did to become as strong as he was while in the forest.
because then, he was weak, and now? He's one of the strongest
Back in the Forest, he had to hide, develop himself mentally, and kill. He was weak, had no experience, and thought himself to be something he wasn't. After going through many battles, memories, and Devourings he was shaped into who he was today, but the biggest factor that made him who he was is the goal he set his eyes on the second he Devoured the Behemothian Invader.
Now, he was smart and knowledgeable, knew how to play slow and wise and how to hit the Bullseye while remaining hidden from every and all potential Death zones. Not to mention that there was close to no one capable of posing the slightest danger to him in the entirety of the two continents.
So how strong exactly was Draco compared to other EX-Ranks? In a world where strength was everything, every little strength increase, every single mili-percent increase is counted.
Normal EX-Ranks worked hard for thousands of years to get a minuscule chance at Understanding a single Law to 100% and our Draco here had 57 Affinities, 33 of which were EX-Rank and the highest Understanding rate was already higher than 23% while the total understanding Rate of all of his Affinities together was a whopping 92.174% Which was utterly ridiculous for someone who just reached EX-Rank a few days ago.
If he were ever to reach the Realm Of Transcendents and try to fuse all of these Affinities and the others that are to come together the phenomenon that would happen would go down the history of Portalia as the most Magical, shocking, and scary of all times.
not to mention that Chaos makes use of that 92.174% as if it were its own making Draco instantly amongst the EX-Ranks who had reached more than 90% of their Law Understanding.
Everything about Draco was abnormal and he was just getting more and more abnormal to a point where common sense just didn't work with him.
Draco didn't have a chance to use his full strength yet as battles as seen not once but twice weren't always fought with brawls and techniques but sometimes with other aspects and attributes one had.
"Good Evening."
"Good Evening, Miss. I hope you slept well."
"I did, thank you."
One after another the maids and the guards looked at their heiress and wished her a Good evening, Draco taking the role of the Heiress smiled back and gently returned their greetings.
"The miss is so beautiful today."
"Yeah, I get you. I don't know why."
"Yeah, She's got this Air on her that's just... Majestic!"
"yeah, that! even the Owner doesn't have it. I wonder what happened..."
Draco listened to this and moved on, not caring to give it any more time than it deserved.
the change on the Heiress? Of course, it was because Draco was the one on her body right now.
Who else could have that Aura but Draco?
Ignorance.
What was important right now was what Draco was planning to do with the Heiress' Body.
There's only one thing a girl of such stature had, and it was connections, but Draco was looking for that one special connection.
Indeed, the Heiress had that special someone in her life she loved so much. What Draco was about to do was go to him and deepen their relationship and that of their Forces to the max by doing the one thing everybody here knew.
Of Course, it was to kill him with her own hands before committing suicide. What else?
And he would move on to the second victim while letting Chaos build up between the two Forces.
It didn't take long for Draco to leave the mansion and from there he took one of the Caravans, sat on it, and went directly to the young Heir's Company.
15 minutes later, Draco was at the door of the Company. The second he showed up, the bodyguards at the door called their CEO, and not a single minute passed before a Dashing young man in a business suit came out of the building before Draco had a chance to set his foot on it.
"Oho? Who do we have here? Someone missed me?" The young man flashed a wide smile while holding his hands wide open.
Draco smiled lightly and took out a dagger he prepared while he was in the carriage.
Moving slowly without saying anything, the Dashing young Heir felt that something was wrong as his instinct rang for him to move out of the way but he dismissed them, How could Dalia pose any danger to him? She was the most harmless creature on Earth.
True she was but was Draco?
"Indeed I missed you, you cheating Liar!" was what everybody heard before a series of slashing sounds and two *Thuds* of a dead body falling.
The Heir's last thoughts weren't surprise or shock, but disbelief.
"How did she know?" was what he thought before the Vaccum of Reincarnation sucked his Soul.
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