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

He had witnessed Victor's special technique back at Hidden Stars, typically combined with his movement style. .net

Spatial Collapse, as the name implies, involves compressing space within a certain area to induce a collapse, annihilating everything within that space—reducing it to atoms!

Anyone who fails to escape that space in time, not even gods could restore them!

This was Victor's signature move, and now he had used it right from the start.

Silver Tear was incredibly anxious, wanting to rush down to help, but ultimately, he restrained himself.

"You should choose to trust him," Dark Fox said softly, though he himself was extremely tense.

He seldom saw the captain resort to this signature move because, in their presence, the captain always seemed to handle everything with ease, never needing to use it.

But today was different.

Today, they distinctly sensed the captain's murderous intent towards John.

Now, all they could do was pray that John would manage to turn the tide.

"Did you notice?" Silver Tear suddenly said to Dark Fox next to him.

Dark Fox hesitated but finally nodded; they had both noticed.

The captain's moves were terrifying indeed, but it seemed that his level had changed from what it was before.

When with them, the captain was a transcendent-tier fighter!

But here, he had been suppressed to diamond-tier.

What was going on?

Why had the captain fallen from transcendent-tier to diamond-tier?

A drop of two whole levels—what exactly happened?

"Let's see how the comparison goes," Silver Tear said, feeling a bit worried, as he suspected that the captain being in this state might indicate something unusual.

After all, if a transcendent-tier expert like their captain had fallen here, there might be an apocalyptic-tier presence at this place!

John had already noticed because he had heard the announcer mention that Victor was a diamond-tier expert.

He found it very strange because, at Hidden Stars, Victor was known as a transcendent-tier fighter!

But unexpectedly, here he had been demoted to diamond-tier.

What exactly happened? What could cause such a drastic fall in levels?

Yet, in reality, he didn't feel a significant drop in Victor's strength, only that his MP limit seemed reduced.

Even his signature move, Spatial Collapse, was still usable.

So, it seemed this place indeed had a suppressive effect on Victor.

It turned out this suppression wasn't just targeting him but everyone in the arena.

"It seems the challenger has realized the power of this move. How will he respond next? Let's wait and see," the announcer said excitedly, as it had been a long time since he had seen the Immortal Messenger use the Spatial Collapse move!

It appeared that the fight would only become more intense.

He could no longer clearly see the movements of the two combatants.

Almost instantly, he saw them collide, and a large hole had already formed on the ground.

It was clear that this hole was not just a simple pit.

After all, it still contained remnants of Victor's MP.

If one were to come into contact with it, they might also be completely disintegrated by the lingering MP.

This was terrifying; such effects were not something ordinary MP could achieve.

But now, he could also see that Victor's situation might not be much better than his own.

His own energy consumption was double the usual rate, and likely, so was Victor's!

Originally a transcendent-tier fighter, Victor had been suppressed to diamond-tier.

Meanwhile, he himself possessed strong HP recovery and MP recovery capabilities.

Even the Bloodthirsty Blade could help restore his HP.

This meant that as long as he could endure, Victor would definitely be worn down!

Now, although Victor's strength seemed extraordinarily formidable, in reality, if he just kept dodging, could Victor exhaust himself due to the high energy consumption?

This might just be the best strategy: to move quickly and avoid inflicting harm on each other.

At that thought, John felt a slight relief in his heart.

At least now he had a strategy to work with, and he didn't need to overthink other options.

He would just follow the plan and adapt to any new problems as they arose.

John gritted his teeth and dodged Victor's initial attack, but he immediately noticed that Victor had become even more ferocious.

It seemed that Victor was very dissatisfied that all his previous attacks had been nullified.

Victor then stared in John's direction and stretched out his hands.

His fists slowly clenched in the air, looking somewhat unusual, as if brewing something.

At the same time, John could feel the air pressure dropping.

It was as though, in that instant, something was slowly changing, yet he couldn't quite articulate it.

He noticed his own breathing becoming more rapid.

Then, he felt as if the air itself was beginning to thicken around him, silently enveloping him.

Even the air seemed to turn into a viscous dough, making it extraordinarily difficult to move his fingers.

This was not good.

Spatial Collapse!

This was the precursor to Spatial Collapse!

Because this move required controlling a large amount of MP, its wind-up might be relatively long.

But "long" was only relative, probably just about five or six seconds.

He must escape within these five to six seconds; otherwise, he would be facing certain death!

John gritted his teeth and stomped on the ground forcefully, but found himself completely immobilized! It was as if he was enveloped in a quagmire, and even his breathing began to dull.

He struggled desperately, yet found himself utterly unable to move!

He clenched his teeth tighter, trying to control his breathing and break free.

1!

No use! He couldn't break free at all!

2!

The pressure in the air grew more intense, as if it was about to crush him completely in the next moment.

3!

John sharply felt a stinging sensation on his skin.

If he didn't escape soon, he feared he would be reduced to atoms in the next second.

4!

Fine cuts appeared all over John's body, blood involuntarily seeping out, but instead of falling to the ground, it gathered in the air.

John acutely felt the compressive force in the air growing stronger.

He knew all too well that if he waited even a little longer, he would have no escape but death.

He struggled with all his might, using every ounce of strength, his teeth clenched so hard that they drew blood.