The SSS class adventurer is a divine cleric
Chapter 106: Savage Genius

Chapter 106: Savage Genius

Before the Tyrant could steady itself beneath the crashing sea, a sonic boom cracked overhead. A white blur descended from the heavens, Gerald Vael, his fist glowing, eyes burning with fury.

He didn’t give the mutant a moment of reprieve.

Not a second. Not a breath.

Then, two more lights split the horizon, two more epic-ranked veterans.

A spear-wielding woman cloaked in lightning, wind swirling like a halo around her.

And a brute of a man, thickly armored, his aura rippling like molten earth, the air around him bending with sheer heat.

"HOLD IT STILL!" Gerald roared as he spiraled downward.

The brute clapped both hands.

And the sea boiled.

In an instant, the cool blue waters ignited turning into a churning sea of lava. The monster’s obsidian skin hissed as it sank deeper into the searing molten depths. It struggled to rise, but speed was never its strength, and its massive form only made it a target.

It was strong, yes.

A mutant newly evolved to Epic rank yet wields the power of mid tier epic. But what could it do against three peak-tier Epics, all unleashing their full strength, without mercy?

The air cracked.

The spearwoman blinked in, twin elemental lances spinning like whirlwinds in her grasp. She twisted mid-air, wind and lightning coiling around her like a living tempest, and speared the monster in its rib.

A vortex of destruction bloomed, lava, thunder, and corrosive wind, consuming the mutant in a blinding storm. Its obsidian hide turned orange-white, glowing like tempered glass. Cracks spidered along its chest.

But they weren’t done.

The brute slammed into the monster from above, launching off a conjured platform of cooled magma. His full body collided with enough force to split mountains, pinning the Tyrant deep into the lava bed.

The mutant let out a warbled, distorted shriek.

It tried to conjure another Domain.

But it never got the chance.

"DIE."

Gerald’s voice echoed like thunderclaps.

And then came the fists.

He didn’t just punch, the sky rained with his fury.

Dozens. Hundreds then Thousands.

Each strike came from a different angle, a different height, each so fast and precise they didn’t converge... yet every single one landed. Clean. Brutal and Devastating.

The monster’s mind, if it had any clarity left, would have known fear and despair.

But it didn’t even have time to process what was happening.

The water raged with flame. The sky shattered with booms. The lava quaked beneath their feet.

They didn’t stop.*

Magic surged, flame, wind, arcane bursts.

And finally, as the mutant’s cracked body swayed, just one breath away from breaking.

They struck together.

A trinity of wrath.

A final, synchronized aerial blitz, one from above, one from the side, one from the heart of the storm and all that attack met at the center of the monster’s chest.

The impact shattered the Tyrant.

Its obsidian body split apart, shards glowing gold and red, melting into the lava like snowflakes.

Then.

The brute exhaled slowly and clapped again.

A second clap.

And with it, the terrain rippled and settled,bthe lava sea slowly vanishing, the ground reshaping itself back into land, steam rising into the broken sky like smoke from a battlefield altar.

Silence.

Gerald would like to wipe the dirty blood from his knuckles, but it was already burned away from the heat of the impact. Then he scanned the horizon.

"One down," he muttered, eyes narrowing.

"...and the world’s still stupid enough to think gold ranks can handle this?"

In the ruined battlefield of the forest area.

Kaelen was shouting like a madman

"TELEPORT ME! NOW!"

His voice cracked, desperation bleeding through every syllable. "GET ME TO THE RUINS RIGHT NOW!"

His cloak was scorched. His knuckles still glowed from the last blow he’d thrown. And yet, his eyes were wild, wide, and furious, had never looked more alive.

Two Epic-ranked awakeners flashed down from above, arriving to assist. But they stopped midair.

The battlefield in front of them was already quiet.

Charred trees. Shattered stones. A silence that felt heavier than a storm.

And Kaelen, standing alone in the center of it all, breathing hard, his body barely holding together, steam rising from his skin like smoke from a cooling blade.

Their eyes couldn’t lie.

A mutant of peak gold rank had fallen...

To him.

But how?

He was just a cleric. A support class. And from the readings on their visors, barely even level 100. A low-tier gold rank at best.

Yet the corpse of a mutant lay crushed behind him. Beaten. Silenced.

As Kaelen awaken with his class, it was no secret almost everyone knows he was a Divine Cleric and even if the people didn’t know his exact appearance all of them had a small clue about him, that’s how popular he was, his fame comes not just from him being a black system awakener it also came from him being a descendant of Maglor and last it was because of his feats from the academy.

The seniors that had passed out earlier had shared their experience and most of all they had shared of this annoying kid, who would or was shameless, scammed everyone, not even the teachers were saved from him and with arrogance and pride that shoots high up into the sky but Kaelen wasn’t all talks and no bites, out of all this things what stood out the most was his talent. He made everything easy and the word easy was an understatement for him.

"...What the hell is this kid," one Epic muttered in disbelief. "This shouldn’t be possible."

"Maybe he really is a walking miracle."

But before they could say more, Kaelen turned sharply.

"Take me to the ruins. Now."

They hesitated.

"The others are already there," one said. "Four Epics,.Gareth and the others, they should’ve handled it."

Kaelen’s hands clenched.

"I said take me there."

I see. No manners, no pretense, this is the Unholy Immortal of Dawn.

But something in his voice. strained, fierce, desperate made them nod without further word.

With a flick of the Epic’s fingers, the air shimmered and all three vanished in a flash of radiant mana.