Apocalypse Gachapon

The skill space was almost fantastical.

The difference between what Lin Moyu discovered on his own and what he had previously seen through Skill Scrolls was enormous.

Back then, Lin Moyu had felt as though he were lost in a fog, unable to clearly perceive his skill space.

He had seen some light points within, which looked somewhat like stars covering the sky.

Lin Moyu knew that these light points represented his skills.

Each light point differed in strength, brightness, color—each representing a different skill.

However, at that time, he could only see the light points. He couldn’t grasp the true form of the skill space.

This time, he finally could.

It was a world resembling a boundless cosmos.

As his soul force surged into it, his consciousness followed.

Within this world that hovered between illusion and reality, Lin Moyu’s form gradually took shape, manifesting a soul form.

The moment he appeared, the entire skill space trembled violently.

The once-motionless skill light points suddenly began to move, slowly rotating around Lin Moyu’s soul form as their center.

Lin Moyu felt as if he had become the core of the skill space.

The skill light points, according to Antares, had another name: skill star core.

Lin Moyu thought it was a fitting name.

The center of the light points was like a star that had yet to fully grow; calling it a star core was quite fitting.

“Except for the Primordial Rune skills, the Domain Divine Stone’s Domain of Slaughter, Divinity Force, all the other skills are here… even the passive ones.”

Lin Moyu counted. There were nineteen awakened skill star cores, each representing one of his skills.

He intuitively knew what to do next.

Now that he had opened the door to the skill space and his soul force was pouring in continuously, the next step was to draw these skill star cores out.

He had to move them from the skill space into his soul world and merge them with his soul.

“Opening the door is only the first step. The next step might be even harder.”

Lin Moyu understood that pulling the skill star cores into his soul wouldn’t be easy—perhaps even more difficult than opening the door itself.

Otherwise, countless level 80 class users wouldn’t have been stuck at this stage.

More and more soul force poured into the skill space, extending toward the nearest skill star core.

Lin Moyu didn’t bother choosing which skill to start with.

His goal was to move all of them eventually, so it didn’t matter which came first.

But soon, he encountered the first obstacle.

The skill star core, though small in appearance, was massive in essence.

No matter how much soul force he poured in, it vanished like a pebble sinking into the sea. There was no response at all.

Aside from glowing slightly brighter, the skill star core showed no change.

Still, Lin Moyu didn’t stop.

If others could do it, then so could he.

If this amount of soul force wasn’t enough, then he would use ten times, a hundred times, ten thousand times more.

He unleashed massive soul force, with rushed forth like ten thousand surging waves that smashed through the skill space’s door and swept toward the chosen skill star sore.

Finally, the skill star core reacted.

As it absorbed the soul force, the skill star core grew brighter and brighter, and Lin Moyu felt a connection form between himself and it.

He could clearly sense what the skill he had chosen was.

It was Damage Transfer, his first passive skill, and the very one he depended on for survival.

Throughout his journey, the passive Damage Transfer skill had played an immeasurable role.

Without it, Lin Moyu knew he would have perished long ago.

The importance of this skill was beyond words.

If he had to choose between this skill and the Comprehensive Amplification talent, he wouldn’t hesitate to choose it.

Without Comprehensive Amplification, he could still manage. He would just have to be more careful, level up slowly, and take fewer risks challenging opponents above his level.

As long as he stayed alive, he would always have a chance to grow stronger.

But without Damage Transfer, his survival could never be guaranteed.

Countless times, in the face of danger, it was this skill that had saved his life.

Lin Moyu couldn’t help but feel grateful that he had chosen it first.

When his soul force completely enveloped the skill, he began attempting to move it out of the skill space.

The immense weight shocked him. Even with all his strength, he could only move it a tiny bit.

“Is this the second difficulty? It’s really heavy…”

With no other choice, Lin Moyu poured in even more soul force.

The aura around him kept changing, startling Antares once again.

“That kid… he’s already started!” Antares muttered under his breath.

He knew Lin Moyu was attempting to move a skill star core.

“His skills are incredibly strong. Moving them won’t be easy.”

For a moment, Antares considered stepping in. Then he dismissed the thought.

“Let him struggle a bit. When he’s desperate enough to beg, then I’ll help.”

“Otherwise, he’ll never learn. He’ll think everything comes easy.”

Antares huffed.

What Lin Moyu was doing now was something only those preparing to ascend to God-level would attempt.

This was his path, a path absolutely unique in this age.

Moving a skill star core was no simple task. The stronger the skill, the harder it was to move. And all of Lin Moyu’s skills were extraordinarily powerful.

Especially Damage Transfer, which could be called godly, was absurdly powerful.

He mobilized all his soul force, yet he barely managed to move the skill star core a tiny bit.

But since it could be moved, he refused to give up.

The channel between his soul and the light point had opened. Now he just needed to guide the skill through it, to move it from his skill space into his soul world.

Lin Moyu persevered relentlessly, inching it forward bit by bit. His soul strained to its limits.

When exhaustion set in, he rested briefly, then continued again.

This wasn’t exhaustion of the body, but rather of the soul.

At this moment, his level 69 Divinity Force showed its true worth.

He had previously thought that after obtaining Comprehensive Link, he would no longer lack spirit force.

He believed that Divinity Force merely served to prevent physical fatigue and boosted his growth rate, that its role in restoring spirit force had become obsolete.

But now he understood. Divinity Force could restore not only spirit force, but soul force as well.

His soul recovered dozens of times faster than that of ordinary people.

The 6,900% recovery rate for spirit force and fatigue applied equally to the soul, making his skill relocation far easier.”

“Only then did Lin Moyu grasp how arduous it was to ascend to God-leveld

For others, even if they possessed enough soul force to move their skill star cores, they woulc have to rest even couple of steps, and their recovered yould take ages.

At that rate, moving a single skill star core could take an immense amount of time.

But under Divinity Force, Lin Moyu’s soul recovered rapidly, enough to work without pause.

And so, he labored ceaselessly.

After five relentless days, he finally transferred the skill star core representing Damage Transfer out of his skill space.

The instant the skill star core emerged, a strange aura surged forth.

Had anyone else been present, they would have felt it, the unmistakable pressure of a half-step God-level expert.

Some peak-level level 89 class users began to attempt to attack God-level.

When they moved a single skill away from their skill space, they exuded this kind of aura.

Yet Lin Moyu, at level 69, already possessed it.

If anyone saw this, their jaws would surely drop. It defied all common sense.

A flicker of amusement lit Antares’s eyes, “Well, the brat actually did it.”

He had expected Lin Moyu to give up and beg for help, not to succeed in just a few days.

Then he blinked his eyes, “Wait… why is his soul recovering so fast?”

Sniffing the air, he muttered, “Huh. That scent, it’s Divinity Force.”

“So the brat’s obtained Divinity Force… but even so, it shouldn’t be this fast.”

“Something that would take others years, the brat had completed in mere days.”

“The brat’s hiding something. I’ll have to thoroughly interrogate him later.”

Antares stared at Lin Moyu with ‘ill intent’.

At the same time, Lin Moyu shivered instinctively.