My attributes are increasing infinitely Chapter 499: Veldanava

Ethan's eyes fluttered open after seventeen days had passed. The cubic space he occupied was silent, exuding tranquility, yet his mind remained exceptionally sharp and focused. A radiant message materialized directly in his field of vision.

[You have reached the threshold of leveling up. Now you will have to go through a trial to break through.]

Ethan observed the notification with a composed demeanor. This development had been anticipated. After all, the difficulty of a trial was contingent on the potential of the individual undergoing the level-up. A higher potential translated to a more accessible trial. Ethan's potential, however, was far beyond the ordinary scope.

[You have passed the trial. You can level up.]

He paused for a brief moment, a flicker of disbelief crossing his features. "What...?" he murmured, his voice barely audible. "I knew my potential was high, but it shouldn't be high enough for the world to just give me a direct pass. That’s... impossible, right?"

Yumiko's voice resonated within his mind, her tone as calm and assured as ever.

[Master, you are Infinity. Elysium cannot comprehend your potential level. It has recognized your superiority, and that is why it has granted you a direct pass.]

A slight, confident smirk played on Ethan's lips. "Is that so? Then there is no reason to wait. Let's level up."

Boom! The energy within the space cube erupted around him. Power surged through his body, his mind, and his very soul, expanding him in ways that resonated with every fiber of his being. It was not a painful experience; rather, it was pure, absolute growth, and he reveled in every sensation.

[You have awakened your first talent.]

[Ruler of Fate: You can rewrite the fate of someone who is even five levels above yours. This change is absolute.]

Ethan's eyes widened slightly. While he had anticipated gaining power, this particular ability surpassed even his wilder imaginings. With his Infinity Strand, he possessed the capacity to create talents and skills at will, yet none had granted him the authority to influence individuals superior to his own level. This was absolute dominion, and the feeling was undeniably intoxicating.

"As expected of me," he muttered, already envisioning the profound impact this would have. "There's no reason to delay. Let's press onward."

[Level: 10Evolution Points: 10,000/10 B]

The acquisition of the next level would necessitate twenty days. Ethan waited with unwavering patience, understanding that even with limitless potential, genuine growth required the passage of time.

Twenty days elapsed, and he advanced to level eleven. Subsequently, he reached level twelve, a feat requiring a trillion evolution points. Each progression augmented his strength, not solely in a physical or mental capacity, but also in his comprehension of the Infinite world's intricate workings.

Months drifted by, nearly half a year spent within the confines of the space cube, by which time he had attained level nineteen.

Fifty days remained until his ascension to level twenty. Reaching level twenty marked another significant threshold, promising the awakening of an additional talent. Following the absolute authority bestowed by his initial ability, Ethan was intensely curious to discover what awaited him next.

Fifty days later, the familiar message reappeared.

[You have reached the threshold of leveling up to twenty. You need to pass a trial.]

[You have passed the trial. You can level up now.]

Instantly, Ethan's level increased. The surge of power felt more potent than any previous experience, and he perceived a multitude of infinite possibilities unfurling around him.

[You have awakened your second talent.]

[Gray Mist Production: You can produce corrupted mist capable of devouring every law of the Infiniteverse.]

Ethan drew a sharp breath. The immense weight of this newfound ability settled upon him immediately. "Yumiko, this gray mist... it's not the same as the gray mist of this world, is it?" he inquired.

[You are correct, Master,] Yumiko responded.

[This mist originates from the true Infinity within your being. You possess the capability to annihilate Elysium itself should you so choose. However, should this power be discovered prematurely, the repercussions would be catastrophic. You must conceal your strength until the opportune moment arises.]

Ethan nodded slowly, absorbing the gravity of the situation. This was primal, unadulterated destruction. His mist held the power to consume laws, worlds, and even the fundamental structures underpinning the universe. Yet, he recognized the absolute necessity of discretion. To unveil such a formidable force too soon would invite utter devastation, not triumph.

[Level: 20Evolution Points: 10,000/1 S]

Notwithstanding this revelation, he persisted in his leveling. The days within the cube flowed by, yet in the external world, mere minutes elapsed. The elasticity of time afforded him an unparalleled rate of advancement, enabling him to refine his abilities and prepare for subsequent levels that promised to redefine existence itself.

Meanwhile, in an ancient realm situated far from Ethan's current location, a being of immense antiquity opened his eyes. Within his grasp, a gray mist swirled, resembling liquid shadow. "Someone else wields the power of law destruction," he murmured, a sharp smile gracing his lips. "The seven heroes? Intriguing. It appears my intervention is required."

He summoned one of his formidable generals, the dragon of destruction, Veldanava. "Proceed to the continents inhabited by the heroes and ascertain the identity of the one who has awakened the power of destruction. Bring him before me. Should the heroes offer resistance, annihilate them."

Veldanava acknowledged the command with a nod before vanishing into the void. The ancient being's gaze remained fixed upon the swirling mist. "This authority belongs solely to me. None other."

Inside the cube, Ethan's growth continued unabated. Two years elapsed, during which he achieved level twenty-nine. On the cusp of level thirty, another significant barrier awaited, hinting at the acquisition of a formidable new talent. His burgeoning power had already transcended conventional understanding.

On this particular day, a foreboding aura unfurled across the continent. Within an ancient castle, a young boy, engaged in play with a playful puppy and a little girl, suddenly halted his actions. "Such a malevolent presence," he murmured, his brow furrowed. "One of the twelve generals has made a move. But for what reason?"

Following this observation, he initiated contact with another individual.

"Lana, you must relocate here. My ability to resist him alone will be insufficient."

An elderly woman, occupied with kneading dough in her bakery, responded with measured calmness. "I cannot depart. I sense an identical aura on my own continent. This is a phenomenon we must initially observe."

Concurrently, seven supreme intellects converged their awareness, detecting Veldanava's presence across their respective continents simultaneously. A collective decision was reached. "We cannot confront him here, lest our continents face utter destruction," stated one.

"Then, for the present, we shall monitor him closely," replied another. Though his voice conveyed palpable frustration, the guiding principle remained one of utmost caution.

In a remote forest, the founder was engaged in the pursuit of a level eighty-one monster. Abruptly, an icy dread coursed through him. A threat of cataclysmic proportions was rapidly approaching.

Without a moment's hesitation, he vanished from the scene.

The realization that an individual of his caliber sensed such peril indicated that something truly monstrous was imminent, and he had no desire to meet an untimely end.

Elsewhere, a young man traversed a forest, leaving a trail of desolation in his wake. The flora and grasses withered in his proximity as ethereal grey mists emanated from his form.

"My Master instructed me to locate whoever has unleashed the power of destruction," he mused internally. "I must meticulously search all seven continents, examining every living entity, to pinpoint the one who has reached this critical threshold."

Suddenly, a figure materialized before him. "Who are you? This domain belongs to the Dark Alliance," the figure declared, attempting to assert dominance and intimidate the newcomer.

The figure had sensed an ominous approach towards their territory and had ventured forth to intercept the being. However, he remained unaware of the true nature of the individual he confronted.

The young man's eyes abruptly shifted to a chilling shade of grey. "Conduct me to your leader," he commanded, his voice imbued with an aura of absolute authority.

The figure, who was a formidable entity of level 120, found his eyes glazing over as grey consumed his vision, and he lost all consciousness.

"As you command, sir. Kindly proceed this way."