Chapter 350: Shaman Class, Instantly Maxed
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[Experience sufficient. Shaman Lv50.]
[Skill Unlocked: Soul-Devouring Touch]
[Soul-Devouring Touch: Devours the spiritual essence of any slain creature, rapidly accelerating divine growth.]
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"My arms are sore from holding them up."
Allen lowered his arms, ending the spellcasting.
The demons within the Hell Gate were endless. The Light of Healing could only suppress them, resulting in a stalemate—one that eventually led to their descent upon the human world.
"Master, don't stop now!"
Bruce cried anxiously, "If you don't intervene, the demons will ravage the world!"
Whether emotionally or logically, he didn't want the world he lived in to face doomsday—especially since he hadn't even enjoyed a few days of normal life yet.
Even if he didn't care about others, he had to think of himself.
Allen spread his hands and replied coolly, "Looks like I have no choice but to use my trump card—Angel Nuke."
"Angel Nuke?"
The four of them frowned slightly, trying hard to picture what such a move could look like.
Unfortunately, humans can't imagine what they've never seen.
The Divine Domain expanded.
Then came the Angel Summoning spell.
A portal appeared above the black vortex, and from it emerged a five-meter-tall angel.
In that moment, their eyes widened—angels were real.
Of course, each of them couldn't help but question in their hearts: Lord, are you blind? Why would you let a lunatic command your angels?
Holy Flame power infused the angel.
"Flesh Bomb Barrage!"
At Allen's command, the five angels ignited in dazzling golden flames and plunged into the abyss like falling stars.
BOOM BOOM BOOM…
Golden firelight burst from the hole, forcing everyone to take several steps back, shielding themselves from the intense heat with their arms.
[Succubus slain, EXP +300]
[Bone Demon slain, EXP +500]
[Blood Demon slain, EXP +430]
[...]
In an instant, his experience skyrocketed, and his level soared just as fast.
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[Experience sufficient. Shaman Lv120.]
[Skill Unlocked: Hymn of Divinity]
[Hymn of Divinity: Channels divine power through song, invoking multiple divine abilities.]
[Skill Unlocked: Spirit-Taming Dance]
[Spirit-Taming Dance: A mesmerizing dance that controls targets through visual stimulation.]
[Skill Unlocked: Totem Banner]
[Totem Banner: Enhances the effects and range of benevolent gods.]
[Level conditions met. Can return to the original universe at any time.]
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The five angels self-destructed, and just like that, Allen hit the class cap. Even he looked dumbfounded.
This was by far the fastest he'd ever leveled up.
And that was even with experience gain suppression in place.
"Perfect."
With a safety card that let him return to his original universe at any time, Allen's cheeky grin made it obvious—he was already plotting his next reckless move.
As the heat finally dissipated, they looked back into the pit—now nothing more than a normal crater.
The Hell Gate had been blown to rubble.
Meanwhile—
In one of the Hell Dimensions—
The Demon Nun stared blankly at the vanished gate and the corpses of demons strewn about. Her mind had gone completely blank.
"My demon army…"
A long silence passed before the Demon Nun let out a furious, grief-stricken roar.
She recalled how she had fallen into Hell all those years ago, clawing her way up from a lowly wraith to a demon god, enduring countless hardships just to return to the human world.
A century ago, she'd been sealed away by the Church at the cost of many lives.
And now, just as she finally got her chance to lead a demonic horde into the human realm, her entire army was wiped out in less than an hour.
For context:
A "Demon God" was second only to a Hell Lord—a commander of demons.
Moreover, the Demon Nun had no allegiance to any Hell Lord. She operated more like a roaming bandit gang.
In her grief, a fallen angel descended from the sky.
"Asmopa, the boss has given the order. Gather the troops."
The Demon Nun looked at the fallen angel in confusion. "Orian, what's it about?"
"We, the seventy-two Demon Gods, are going to invade the human world."
"..."
The Demon Nun was overwhelmed with conflicting emotions.
After all, they'd just failed an invasion.
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Meanwhile, in the human world—
Just as things were calming down and before anyone could disperse, a convoy of armored riot vehicles sped toward them.
"Who called the cops?" Allen asked, confused.
Everyone looked around at each other, completely baffled.
Calling the police during a demon invasion—what's the point?
As the vehicles approached, a familiar face stepped out.
It was Ellie, the supervisor from the Paranormal Research Division.
"Hello."
Ellie walked straight up to the Warrens, shook their hands respectfully, and got straight to the point. "I'm here to ask for your help. Several seal points monitored by the Supernatural Emergency Department are showing signs of loosening. We'd like you two to serve as consultants."
The Exorcist Duo—experts in their field—naturally drew special attention from the authorities.
This incident was serious enough that not only were the Warrens being invited—anyone with special abilities was being contacted.
After all, each seal point corresponded to demon-infested locations recorded in historical documents.
"You should ask him."
Lorraine gestured toward Allen, implying he was more capable.
"Him?"
Only then did Ellie notice—wasn't this the lunatic who escaped from custody?
Of course, Allen never seemed important to her. She hadn't prioritized searching for him and had eventually forgotten all about it.
"Hey hey hey… Lily, what's with that look of doubt? I just stopped a demon invasion, you know. If you'd shown up ten minutes earlier, you'd have witnessed my majestic, awe-inspiring finishing move." Allen flicked his hair smugly, shamelessly boasting.
Still, who in their right mind would believe the words of a madman?
Ellie gave him a dismissive glance, then turned back to the Warrens, speaking solemnly: "This concerns the survival of all humanity. I hope you'll take it seriously."
With no other choice, the Warrens reluctantly got into the car.
Before leaving, Ellie shot Allen a warning: "If you want to stay free, don't cause any more trouble."
"Lily, come on."
Allen rolled his eyes in disdain, solemnly declaring, "Staying out of trouble doesn't match my character design."
"..."
Ellie had more important matters to worry about and couldn't be bothered to argue. With sufficient evidence, she'd have no problem ordering his arrest.
As the convoy drove off—
Allen was struck with a sudden sense of boredom.
Bruce, meanwhile, grew more and more suspicious—maybe this crazy master of his was actually a god trapped in a liquor bottle or something.
Only Barry was visibly downcast—his home had been destroyed for no reason.
"We need to prepare."
Allen looked at Bruce with uncharacteristic seriousness. "I'm going to turn you into an exorcist Batman."
"Huh?"
Bruce winced in pain—he wanted nothing to do with exorcism.
Turning to Barry, Allen added with grave sincerity, "You'll be my second disciple. I'll help you recover your Speed Force and become the Flash."
"What's the Speed Force? What's the Flash?" Barry looked utterly confused.
"Not important. You'll find out eventually."
Allen brushed it off casually. If he told the truth, Barry would probably run for his life.
After all, who in their right mind would willingly get struck by lightning? One mistake, and it's fried inside and out.
"First step—getting the Batman gear."
With a plan already forming in his mind, Allen had his sights set on the Warrens' paranormal artifact collection. With his alchemy skills, crafting a full set of exorcist gear would be a piece of cake.
At the same time, he was going to create a custom shaman-exclusive item.
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