The vaporization of the Kraken Overlord sent a shockwave through the collective consciousness of the planet. On the holographic screens that towered over every major city—New York, Neo-Seoul, Berlin—the World Ranking Board flickered, the golden text of the Second Floor Leaderboard rewriting itself in real-time.
The World's Tremor
In the Sky-Palace of the Lu Family, one of the Ten Saint Families, an ornate jade cup shattered in the hand of Elder Lu Sheng. As a Level 900 "Grand Swordmaster," his composure was legendary, yet his eyes were wide with a rare, visceral fear.
"Four minutes?" his voice rasped. "The record set by the Divine Sword Team three hundred years ago was fourteen days. This isn't a human. This is a catastrophe."
Beside him, his granddaughter, Lu Yan—the most talented mage of her generation—stared at the 'Anonymous' tag. "Grandfather, the Second Floor is a submerged labyrinth. Even with a God-grade mount, travel alone takes hours. To clear it in four minutes... it means they didn't navigate. They destroyed the floor."
Meanwhile, in the Underground Slums of Star-City, a young scavenger named Momo stared at the cracked public screen. To her and the millions of low-tier laborers, 'Anonymous' wasn't a threat—he was a symbol of hope. "The Saint Families have owned the Tower for a thousand years," she whispered to the crowd. "But someone just spat in their faces."
The internet—the Tower-Net—was in a state of digital meltdown.
User [SwordArt69]: 4 MINUTES?! Did he just teleport to the boss and sneeze?
User [TowerAnalyst_K]: Look at the Rank: SSS. That means the Boss was mutated. He didn't just kill a Kraken; he killed a God-Grade mutation. This person is likely a Rebounder or a High-Level Hidden Profession.
World Federation Official Notice: All frontier outposts are on High Alert. Attempting to track the 'Anonymous' Awakened is a Priority Level Alpha.
The Eternal Sovereignty: Han Chen's Ascendance
Inside his Exclusive Space, Han Chen felt the world-shaking power of his third talent settling into his marrow. [Eternal Sovereignty] didn't just give him mana; it turned his body into a conduit for the universe's primordial energy.
"Status," he commanded. The panel had evolved, now shimmering with a dark, regal violet light.
Character Status: Han Chen
Level: 100 (Second Level Peak)
Race: Human (Evolving...)
Profession: Shadow Arcanist (Hidden SSS)
Fame: 1,250,000 (World Renowned - Anonymous)
Attributes (Uncapped):
Strength: 2,500 (+ Gear) — Can shatter mountain peaks with a physical blow.
Agility: 3,800 (+ Gear) — Movement is indistinguishable from teleportation to the naked eye.
Constitution: 3,000 (+ Gear) — Can withstand tactical nuclear strikes without a scratch.
Intelligence: 12,000 (+ Gear) — Magic potency capable of planetary-scale manipulation.
Wisdom: 10,500 (+ Gear) — Perfect mental clarity; immune to all psychological status effects.
SSS-Rank Talents:
Infinite Skill Upgrade: Skills have no level cap.
Infinite Skill Points: \infty points available.
Eternal Sovereignty: [Passive] Infinite Mana. [Passive] 0% Cooldown on all skills and spells.
Current Gear (Equipped):
[God-Grade: Crown of the Sunken King]: +2,000 Intelligence. Skill: [Abyssal Command] (Control all water-based entities).
[Legendary: Heart of the Forest]: (Current Weapon).
[Supreme: Mantle of the Void]: Grants 100% resistance to space-time distortion.
The Fourth Floor: The Iron Graveyard
Han Chen stepped through the portal. He didn't find water or trees. He found Metal.
The Fourth Floor was a world of rust and gears, spanning a continent-sized area of five million square miles. It was a Mechanical Wasteland, a graveyard of a civilization that had tried to use technology to conquer the Tower and failed.
The Layout: Massive, derelict factories the size of mountains drifted through a sky of copper-colored clouds. Acid rain fell constantly, eroding anything below Bronze-grade gear.
The Safe Zone: "Sector 07," a domed city of scrap metal where "Gear-Heads" (half-human, half-machine NPCs) traded in rare components.
Rare Item Target: From his past life, Han Chen knew that hidden in the "Core of the Great Engine" was a [Divine-Grade Soul of the Machine]. It was an item that could upgrade any weapon to grow with the user.
As he walked, a swarm of [Elite Grade: Scrap-Scythe Drones (Level 110)] descended from the clouds.
[Monster Status]
Name: Scrap-Scythe Drone
Grade: Elite
Level: 110
HP: 800,000
Skills: [Sonic Saw], [Laser Focus], [Self-Destruct]
"A swarm of ten thousand?" Han Chen looked up, a cold smile touching his lips. "In my past life, this swarm wiped out my entire party. I spent three days hiding in a sewer to survive."
He raised his hand. With Infinite Mana and Zero Cooldown, he didn't need to choose a spell. He merged them.
"[Skill Fusion: Heavenly Tribulation Thunder + Star-Collapse Supernova]."
He didn't fire a bolt. He fired a Storm. Ten thousand bolts of white-hot, exploding lightning erupted from his palm in a single second. The sky turned from copper to a blinding, electric blue.
The drones didn't just fall; they melted mid-air, their metal bodies turning into a rain of molten slag.
[Level Up!] [Level Up!] ... [Current Level: 145]
"Too slow," Han Chen muttered, stepping over a pile of glowing scrap. "I'm done playing with the small fry. I'm going straight for the Great Engine."
He ignored the "Safe Zone" entirely, his figure blurring as he ran toward the center of the wasteland at speeds that broke the sound barrier, leaving a trail of sonic booms that echoed across the rusted world.