Last Descendant: Awakening The SSS+ Rank World Devouring System

{Name: James Earnest}

{Age: 37}

{Class:- Human}

{Race: Human}

{Bloodline: None}

{Level: 4}

{Exp: 28/40}

{HP: 100/100}

{Energy: 0/0}

{Strength: 14}

{Agility: 12}

{Stamina: 21}

{Intelligence: 68}

{Luck: 6}

{Charisma:- 6}

{Skills: Military boost, drills}

{Universal Power grading: Grade F- (What else? If there’s a grade below F- he surely belongs there)}

Draxus slowly stood up, he had managed to cushion his fall just seconds before and managed to avoid the situation where he would be sprawled out on the ground in a miserable state...

{Trying to cope, your current situation isn’t any better than that}

Her remark struck his sore spot, he had managed to dodge the blow by landing with his butt on the ground, it definitely was the most miserable state he could think of!

’Quit it!’ he thought in embarrassment then stood back up with a start, James who was still in the huge Mecha armor slowly walked towards him, taking one huge step at a time while charging his fists, lines of bars slowly ticked upwards at the arm joints.

This time Draxus couldn’t dare to underestimate him anymore, pulling out his very absolute peak power as his spine slowly lit up with a deep blue glow, he took a step forward then dashed forward at a speed that was barely visible to the human eye, he was already approaching the speed of lightning!

Before James could react he reappeared right before it with eyes and hair cracking with multiple lightning sparks, Draxus clenched his fist then gave it a blow squarely at its chest.

Bang!

Just like before the black layer wrapped round the area of impact, shielding the armor from the punches but Draxus was already prepared for it.

"Don’t think I’m dumb enough to fall for it the second time!"

{You are dumb enough to fall for it though}

’Shut up and let me focus, will you?!’ He screamed inwardly then withdrew his punch and went in for another punch to the huge mecha’s abdominal cavity.

The Mecha was indeed sturdy and durable, especially with the aid of the black layer that amplified it several times over but it still had a major flaw: speed.

It was too heavy hence its agility was severely lowered, the moment Draxus used elemental possession and changed his state the tides turned in an instant, but the biggest problem still remained the same.

"Why won’t this thing even move an inch?! It feels like all my efforts aren’t even passed across its external hull, what the heck?!" He felt an intense urge to pull out his hairs when he saw the huge armor still unscathed despite all his efforts.

’And his stats..’

{Name: James Earnest}

{Age: 37}

{Class:- Human}

{Race: Human}

{Bloodline: None}

{Level: 4}

{Exp: 28/40}

{HP: 100/100}

{Energy: 0/0}

{Strength: 14}

{Agility: 12}

{Stamina: 21}

{Intelligence: 68}

{Luck: 6}

{Charisma:- 6}

{Skills: Military boost, drills}

{Universal Power grading: Grade F- (What else? If there’s a grade below F- he surely belongs there)}

’Explain what the fuck are these stats??’

{That’s the general overall stat of the living signature recorded from the Mecha, if you want to record the accurate stat of the Mecha itself or both altogether and their skills you’ll need system version 2.0 and above for that but for now no}

Orion’s words made Draxus frown in annoyance, the Mecha was made with the abilities of the corruption source imbued into it, a while back he asked James if they could harness or control the corruption source since it was considered as a living being with a consciousness.

He merely asked it as a passing remark initially but James actually took it seriously and called him back for an answer to his question.

The fact that they could already harness the corruption source came as a surprise to him and it was actually this strong!

Everything from him withdrawing his attacks till the present moment was just a short three seconds before went in for another attack but those three seconds created an opening for the Mecha to have a short moment of respite.

James raised his charged right arm, clenched it tightly then drove it towards Draxus, James’s movements were as slow as a snail or even slower to the current Draxus who ducked it by a large margin then went in for another punch, just few centimeters short from making impact with the armors surface a bar lit up on its chest then created a huge wave that radiated outwards.

"Fuck!"

He was unable to prepare any sort of defensive measures before the wave hit him, yanking him far away from the Mecha armor.

Draxus could hear the cracking sounds of bones breaking apart deep in his body and the pain was excruciatingly painful, spreading all across his nerves and spine all the way to his brain.

"Argghh!"

{Ding! Host has taken physical damage!}

{Ding! Host’s HP -139! (Take five more hits similar to this and you’ll be out for the fight!)}

{Ding! Host has taken ultrasonic damage!}

{Ding! Host’s HP -46!}

{Ding! Host’s hearing, vision and mental power impaired by a total of twenty seven percent!}

’Shit, this is getting worse.’ he thought with gritted teeth, his vision and hearing were severely impaired his eyes darted over to the transparent blue screen hovering before his sight and what he saw there definitely didn’t feel friendly.

{Name: Orion Kyrosis}

{Age: 17}

{Class:- Mutated Human (corrupted)}

{Race: Human}

{Bloodline: Anemoi}

{Level: 29}

{Exp: 24/2900}

{HP: 317/502 (One word: Tread carefully!)}

{Energy: 736/930}

{Strength: 462}

{Agility: 1038}

{Stamina: 483}

{Intelligence: 418}

{Luck: 2}

{Charisma:- 8 (slightly higher than average}

{Skills: sprint, lightning swipe, fast reflexes, lightning elemental affinity, lightning barrier, lightning charge, tough as fuck skin, combat analysis}

{Universal Power grading: Grade E+ (On the very verge of crossing into Grade D, once you are able to cross into Grade D this planet will be unable to withstand or withhold your powers unless an outside force intervenes)}

After barely regaining his senses Draxus slowly stood up but the moment he raised his head the first thing he saw was a fist twice the size of his head being hurled at him.

’Oh well, I guess I’m cooked!’

{Glad you know!}

Bang!!!!