Apocalypse Cheater

Chapter 174 A Date With Mom Part 2

[: Daniel POV :]

With the monsters now reduced to Level 1, there remained only one final task.

It was time for Mom to deliver the finishing blow.

Yet, an unexpected surge of emotions coursed through me as I felt the combined strength of the 100 million monsters within me.

Reflecting on their individual prowess, each originally at Level 800 or higher, their collective power had amassed into an unfathomable sum.

The sheer quantity of stats representing their strength had exceeded anything my own stats.

If only there was a way I could steal stats, it would have been wonderful.

“Mom, ever wondered what it’s like to possess stats beyond comprehension?”

I inquired, glancing at her, my thoughts weaving a tapestry of curious musings.

“I’m intrigued to know,” She responded, a smile gracing her features.

Though she might not have fully grasped the intricacies of my words, she sensed an air of anticipation, realizing I harboured a plan within my thoughts.

With my fingers aimed at her, I concentrated on channelling the power drawn from all of the monsters.

With my eyes closed, I visualized the gathering energy, a brilliant spark reminiscent of a blazing sun, radiant and vibrant.

Knowing I had a time limit of a day before this power dissipated, I felt the urgency to share it.

There was no use hoarding it all for myself.

My heart whispered that it belonged to my mom, and it would be easier for me to kill all of the monsters without any swearing.

Carefully, I resolved to transfer this formidable energy in measured doses to prevent overwhelming her.

It was a tender exchange, like pouring golden sunlight, ensuring she’d feel its warmth without being consumed by its fiery intensity.

The anticipation and concern mingled as I took each step, eager to share this incredible gift yet cautious not to cause her harm.

Gradually, I sensed the weight of the monsters’ strength lifting from within me, streaming toward my mom.

As I finally opened my eyes, I was met with a sea of astonished faces where she was completely taken aback by the unexpected events of sensation.

“Dear, what…is…this?”

She exclaimed, a mix of surprise and curiosity colouring her tone.

The disbelief in her eyes mirrored the incredible moment, as she grappled with the extraordinary occurrence unfolding right in front of her.

My heart raced, filled with a mixture of relief, wonder, and a touch of nervousness, hoping that what I had shared with her would not overwhelm her body.

After all, not everyone could handle the amount of strength all at once.

“That feeling, Mom, is all the strength I’ve absorbed from those monsters,”

I explained, watching as her eyes widened in astonishment, taking in the unexpected revelation.

“So…this is the combined strength of all those Hundred Million Monsters…”

“It’s unbelievable…yet…this feels amazing!”

She exclaimed, a mix of disbelief and sheer amazement lacing her words.

Her excitement was palpable as she explored the newfound power surging through her body.

Her eyes danced with wonder and delight as she relished the sensation of this incredible strength coursing through every fibre of her being.

I couldn’t help but share in her joy, my heart swelling with happiness, witnessing her embrace had made me chuckle.

Simultaneously, faint streams of light flowed through her veins.

It was a mesmerizing sight, while her abilities and power stats surged to an astonishing level with each passing moment.

I lost track of time as she continued to absorb the entirety of the strength I had taken from the monsters.

Eventually, it became evident that she had temporarily surpassed me in terms of power and abilities.

“How does it feel, Mom?”

I inquired, observing her focus on her own body.

Understandably, her attention was fixed on the overwhelming sensation of this newfound strength pulsating through her.

And I couldn’t blame her for being captivated by the incredible changes she was experiencing.

“It feels incredible like I’m untouchable. Is this what it feels like to have power like yours?”

She remarked, expressing the exhilaration of newfound abilities, which made me chuckle softly at her observation.

“With strength alone, it feels like there’s nothing impossible, but at times, there might be a situation where strength isn’t the only answer,”

I replied, sharing a more seasoned perspective on power and its limitations.

“I know, but I can’t help but feel elated about this strength”

“It makes me question just how much power you possess, my dear son,”

She said, her gaze filled with both pride and a quest for the truth behind the depth of my abilities.

Her words carried a mixture of admiration and a desire to understand the extent of my strength, creating a moment of curiosity and appreciation between us.

“Well, that’s exactly what it’s like to have strength beyond words,”

I smiled, finding joy in her excitement over this newfound power, which made me chuckle.

“Now, it’s time to take down these monsters!”

I declared with vigour, and she gazed at me with eyes filled with curiosity, eager to witness the display of my abilities.

With the monsters now weakened to a point where they were as feeble as ants, just a slight nudge would be enough to defeat them.

The best strategy in this scenario was to employ my most potent skill, the Bloodline Skill.

“Gather,”

I murmured softly, yet the effect was anything but subtle.

Suddenly, the monsters within the zone reacted in sheer chaos.

Despite my whispered command, it echoed like thunder, stirring a powerful response from every direction.

With just a single word, the entire zone was thrown into turmoil.

Every monster, as if commanded by an unspoken authority, turned their attention and surged toward me.

This incredible influence was the outcome of my legendary ability, Seraph of the Progenitor (Mythic), a force that exerted unmatched control over the creatures in the vicinity.

[: Seraph of the Progenitor (Mythic) :]

– A high-tier ability of aura that simply not only overwhelmed Enemies with Aura but also, implement a Hierarchy Order depending on the Rarity and Purity of the Bloodline –

– Could utilise the skills to manifest as weapons or as a coat hardening on skin that consumes Mana at a Cost –

The skill had undergone significant enhancements.

Instead of relying solely on aura to instil fear, it now integrated bloodline as an essential component of its influence.

It was now capable of affecting various entities, whether they were Spirits or Fairies.

“What’s going on?”

My mom inquired as she witnessed the massive gathering of millions of monsters.

It was a sight that would typically strike fear into countless players, yet she stood there, visibly excited rather than afraid, her curiosity piqued by the unfolding spectacle.

“They’re following my command, gathering around us,”

I explained, witnessing the horde of monsters closing in.

No further words were necessary to convey the reason behind my actions, as I observed the gleam of anticipation in my mom’s eyes.

She was eagerly poised to take down the entire horde with her own hands.

After what felt like an eternity, but was merely half an hour, every single monster had congregated.

Among them were creatures I once feared in an alternate future.

Yet there I stood, facing them with their lives now controlled by my command, a surreal reversal of roles from the fear they once instilled in me.

How the tables have turned.

With a resolute and cold gaze, I scanned every monster before me.

Their unnerving stares had bothered me and I don’t like the way they were looking at me.

Though I was aware of the subtle changes the Bloodline had brought upon me, I never had any fondness for monsters.

At that moment, a reminder surged within me.

I was adamant that every single one of these creatures, regardless of their size or form, would cease to exist.

The disdain I held for them only fueled my purpose to eradicate their presence entirely.

“Bow down,”

I commanded, my voice laced with an undeniable mix of authority and the weight of a superior hierarchy.

In response, all the monsters, under the compelling pressure of my order, lowered their heads to the ground.

As they did, a fissure materialized beneath them, crimson blood spilling forth.

“Don’t speak, don’t utter a word. Stay as you are and offer your lives to my mom,”

I declared in an eerily cold, cult-like tone.

The atmosphere hung heavy with an aura of ritualistic sacrifice, making it seem like a moment frozen in a dark, ceremonial rite.

The monsters, devoid of any choice, adhered to my command without resistance.

Their minds were clouded by the effect of the skill, convinced that following my orders was the only rightful path.

The very nature of the Hierarchy skill I possessed enforced this unwavering obedience.

Under the skill of this hierarchical influence, they regarded me as their master or lord, leading them to unquestionably accept and embrace my every directive.

Obedience and servitude were met with a sense of contentment and delight, a result of the peculiar control my skills had over their minds and actions.

At the end of all of the command, I stood with a smirk as my eyes lighted up..

“Time to Feast”

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