Chapter 61: Breaking Limits
The moment Marcus, Boruk, and Vira stormed out of the throne hall, the suffocating weight of politics gave way to the crisp night air of Canindrus. Yet, the fire burning in their chests did not cool.
Vira’s pace was quick, her frustration evident in the sharpness of her steps. “That snake, Vulgaris,” she spat. “He’s been planning this from the start.”
Boruk, on the other hand, seemed almost invigorated. His massive arms were crossed, a grim smile forming beneath his tusked mouth. “War’s coming. I say we meet it head-on.”
Marcus, walking between them, said nothing. His mind was racing, calculating their next move. He wasn’t scared—he was angry.
But then—it hit him.
A sudden, all-consuming surge of power roared through his body like an unchained beast, his breath catching as his muscles locked up. It was as if something deep inside him had been forcefully cracked open, flooding every fiber of his being with heat, ice, and pure, unrelenting energy.
His vision blurred, the edges of his consciousness flickering like a candle in the wind. His veins pulsed, stretched taut under the pressure of an unseen force. His heartbeat pounded, each thud echoing like a war drum in his ears.
His level had increased.
No—this was something else entirely.
This was a threshold.
The Level 15 Breakthrough.
“Marcus?” Vira’s voice cut through the haze, sharp with alarm.
Boruk, already recognizing what was happening, stepped in front of them, shielding Marcus from any prying eyes. “It’s his breakthrough,” the orc rumbled, almost in reverence.
Marcus clenched his fists, his knuckles white from the strain. Every muscle in his body felt like it was being torn apart and rebuilt all at once. His bones creaked, shifting under the strain of his rapidly evolving strength.
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Boruk’s voice was softer now. “You might be a Chosen.”
Marcus forced his head up, his jaw tightening. “We talked about this before…”
“In passing,” Boruk admitted, his dark eyes unwavering. “But this—this isn’t normal, you receiving experience from political matters...Your power isn’t just growing, it’s evolving you must be blessed by the system.”
Vira exhaled sharply, looking between the two men. Her usual skepticism flickered. “I hate to admit it, but… he might be right.” She crossed her arms. “But whether Marcus is Chosen or not—we don’t have time for this.”
Marcus let out a slow breath as the pain began to subside. His body adjusted to the sudden shift, his senses returning to normal—no, not normal. Enhanced.
He was faster. Stronger. More.
He wasn’t holding back anymore.
System Update Detected…
A ripple of unseen force crackled around him, the system adjusting to the new reality of his power. Unlike before, where changes happened in the background, this time it felt personal.
Marcus’ mind expanded, an understanding of his own body that he had never had before flooding his awareness. Every breath, every movement, every pulse of energy felt refined.
System Status – Marcus Elder
Name: Marcus Elder
Race: Human
Class: Spell Fist ,Unique...
Level: 15
Experience: 550/45,000
HP: 640/640
MP: 84
KI: 84
PSY: 84
[Attributes]
Strength: 51 → 58
Agility: 48 → 54
Endurance: 52 → 60
Intelligence: 36 → 40
Wisdom: 32 → 38
Luck: 22 → 26
Abilities Updated
Floating Butterfly, Stinging Bee, Unique: Your movements are no longer just rapid—they are unpredictable, untouchable.
Duration extended to 90 seconds.
Cooldown reduced to 2 hours.
Warning: If used consecutively more than three times, severe backlash may occur.
Spacial Footwork, Unique: Your existence flickers just out of reach—an illusion of movement made real.
Instantaneous Micro-Movements: Now fully integrated into passive reflexes.
Dash Nullification: No longer limited to ground movement—mid-air redirection is possible.
Aerial Manipulation: Airborne combat potential unlocked.
Achievement – Boundary Breaker: You have reached a threshold that few ever touch—breaking through your limits by hoarding your strength until the perfect moment.
All base stats permanently increased by 10%.
Special threshold bonuses unlocked.
The next level cap will require further refinement to surpass.
Marcus exhaled sharply, flexing his fingers as the last waves of the breakthrough settled into his form. His movements felt… different. Smoother. More precise.
He clenched his fists, feeling the raw power humming just beneath his skin, restrained but ready. His muscles, once bound by natural human limitations, no longer carried the same weight of resistance.
Boruk grinned, tusks gleaming. “No more holding back, huh?”
Marcus smirked. “Not anymore.”
Vira grinned, rolling her shoulders. “Good. Because w
e’re we have to get to the stronghold as soon as possible."
