I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax

Chapter 215: Chapter215-Semigod?

Although John was fully aware that it was the buffs and the power of control that had supercharged everyone's damage, he couldn't help but feel exhilarated looking at the massive corpse before him.

What had once seemed an invincible foe was now just a body.

The sensation was incredibly satisfying.

John summoned the Thorned Rock Serpent again.

Standing on the serpent's head, he was ready to attack the surrounding minions when suddenly, the unexpected happened.

The serpent, just summoned, let out a cry of pain and crumbled to dust.

Had John not reacted swiftly, he would have plummeted to the ground.

What was happening? Why did the serpent disintegrate so suddenly?

Everyone saw a figure appear in the distant sky, a person standing on the back of a flying creature.

With the arrival of this figure, all the minor monsters on the ground prostrated themselves, some even bursting apart under the pressure.

On the city walls, everyone felt a difficulty in breathing; some were even uncontrollably driven to their knees.

Archibald was the first to sense that something was amiss.

With difficulty, he turned his head toward the source of the overwhelming pressure.

What was it? Was it human? Why would a human exert such immense pressure?

Meanwhile, the people at the second and third fortresses also felt that incomparable force, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.

The minions on the ground were similarly affected, lying prostrate with many of the lower-ranked creatures instantly bursting apart.

On the city walls, some people felt their breathing hasten as if their hearts might burst.

Had it not been for the protection of the shield, many lower-leveled individuals might have perished explosively by now.

This was... the oppressive aura of a semigod-tier powerhouse!

Isabella and Cecilia sharply looked towards the first fortress.

Although they had been mentally prepared, they hadn't expected it to come so swiftly.

And that semigod-tier being hadn't even approached the second or third fortresses but headed straight for the first, yet even the residual pressure was enough to send chills down their spines.

They dared not even imagine what the first fortress was currently facing.

"Everyone attack the minions with all your might!"

Isabella immediately realized that the monsters were being subdued by the pressure and were effectively sitting ducks.

Protected by the shield, they still had the capability to attack.

This was an opportunity not to be missed!

Even though they wanted to assist John, they had to clear out these minions before they could advance.

Cecilia quickly caught on and began directing the people within her fortress to attack the subdued creatures.

"So, it's you who's been contesting the power of control with me?"

Suddenly, a deluge of crows swooped down towards John.

John felt as if a massive mountain was mercilessly crushing down on him.

"Ugh..."

He grunted involuntarily, his knees buckling momentarily, almost bringing him to the ground.

But he managed to withstand the pressure, forcefully straightening up to face Alastair.

"Is this the one Sophia believed in? Seems like he's not much after all."

Alastair's fingers lightly lifted, and John felt the pressure on his back intensify.

It was as if an invisible mountain was determined to bend his spine completely before it would cease.

But John stood resilient like a pine on a snowy mountain, like bamboo clinging to the edge of a cliff, enduring the storm, bearing the weight of the mountain without flinching or bending.

On the city walls, some had fallen to their knees, others barely stood by clutching at anything nearby.

Rosalind stared intently at John's figure, wondering what he was thinking.

Archibald's hands trembled slightly; he wanted to send a message to John to return quickly, but he found himself utterly incapable of sending anything.

They felt like ants, powerless to resist.

Though the appearance of the diamond-tier boss had been shocking, this was simply not on the same level.

Before, even against the most formidable bosses, they still had the capacity to act, but now they were completely immobilized.

And they could well imagine that if that person were to unleash just one skill, they would all perish right where they stood—without any chance of returning.

Everyone's eyes were filled with terror.

Some wanted to kneel and beg for mercy but couldn't.

It was as if their vocal cords had lost all function, unable to produce even the slightest sound.

John's stance irked Alastair immensely.

"I hate it when people stand and look at me!"

Alastair snapped his fingers, sending a simple yet powerful light orb hurtling toward John.

John's pupils dilated in response.

Light Shield!

Wind Shield!

Blood Shield!

Activate!

Boom!