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

To them, the opponent was like a crushing force!

Yet no one gave up, nor did anyone think of leaving.

If they truly left today, the only thing awaiting them would be certain death.

"As expected, you elves are no good, it looks like it's up to me!"

A hearty laugh echoed from behind, followed by a small figure stepping forward, wielding a hammer.

Was it Old Nick?

And Wayne.

Old Nick's beard quivered as he glanced at John, who was fervently casting spells with a face turning pale, and chuckled softly.

He wanted to pat John on the shoulder but awkwardly withdrew his hand because he was just a bit too short...

Abby let out a soft laugh.

Old Nick seemed about to say something more, but his face turned red, and he huffed,

"What are you laughing at? You can't even handle this piece of trash, and you're laughing?"

Positioned slightly higher, only John heard this exchange between the few of them.

Trash?

Though John was profoundly shocked internally, his hands did not stop moving.

To them, a semigod-tier powerhouse was just trash?

What kind of strength did they possess? What kind of people were they?

John suddenly remembered when he had tried to look up information about Abby and Old Nick previously, all he had found were three question marks.

Now, recalling those question marks, he suspected they meant something quite different from what he had imagined...

"Do you still think you're the Nick of old?"

Abby said slowly, yet a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

Her normally porcelain-like face was now adorned with this splash of red, which oddly didn't seem out of place but rather added to her striking beauty.

It was as if she was born to be this stunning, born to captivate.

"It's just that we're sealed now. Back in the day, these things wouldn't even be enough for us to crush with one finger!"

"Alright, step aside, don't burn up the last bit of strength you have left!"

Old Nick seemed somewhat displeased and pushed Abby to the back with a rough motion.

Although his gesture was brusque, John understood clearly that it was meant to stop Abby from using up her own strength.

Though John didn't know exactly what Abby had done, he could see that she seemed to be burning her own life force.

It wasn't just the trees that were being consumed; more critically, it might be Abby's very vitality.

His hands trembled slightly, unsure of what to say or think.

"Wayne, let these people see what the strength of a dwarf really is!"

Wayne also chuckled heartily nearby, pulling out a hammer of his own.

If Old Nick's hammer looked plain and merely a simple tool, then Wayne's hammer appeared somewhat newer.

You could even see complex patterns carved on the handle.

These patterns were unfamiliar to everyone, and looking at them could make one feel dizzy, as if they were not meant to be seen by their eyes.

Alastair, having seen the trees vanish, felt smug inside, thinking to himself that they were just rubbish after all!

No matter what sort of rescue attempt was made, they were all futile in front of a semigod-tier powerhouse like him. Everyone below semigod-tier was just an ant!

He was about to increase his power to continue attacking the nearly shreddable protective shield in front of him, but the next second, something unexpected happened!

Old Nick raised his hammer high and smashed it down in front of him!

Though it seemed he struck at nothing but thin air, the immense force of the blow reverberated through the entire protective shield.

Boom!

It was as if Old Nick had hit something solid, changing the very color of the sky and earth in that instant.

What had been clear skies were now covered with dense clouds, as if a terrifying force was brewing in the heavens themselves.

Thunder from above followed the trajectory of Old Nick's hammer, striking down with renewed force!

Boom!

Wayne, not to be outdone, struck forward with his own hammer.

Boom! Boom!

Alastair watched everything unfold and sneered.

"Fools!"

They're just NPCs after all!

The highest level an NPC in the secret realm can reach is just emerald-tier!

That little worm managing to withstand him for so long was already unbelievable.

Now these two dwarfs think they can stop him?

They must be dreaming!

He had already wasted too much time here and felt he could no longer afford to linger.

He must be in the best condition to welcome the arrival of his lord.

"Die, all of you!"

Alastair roared, pouring even more power into his hands!

From using only 90% of his power, he now unleashed 100%!

A massive orb of light clashed with the force unleashed by the hammers!

Though it didn't strike the protective shield directly, the shield's durability plummeted at an alarming rate.

Archibald gritted his teeth and chose to automatically repair the protective shield!

As long as there were energy stones, it would automatically repair itself.

This was the best option for them, the one that could best preserve their lives.

Boom! Boom!

Thunder continuously crashed down.

The corpses of the surrounding monsters were obliterated early on, leaving nothing but large craters in history.

Everyone was dumbstruck by the spectacle before them, as if witnessing the wrath of deities!

This was beyond mortal power!

This was divine! The power of gods!

The power of nature!

A force that none of them could match!

John was also very surprised.

He had not expected that the old blacksmith, who usually enjoyed drinking and occasionally worked the forge, would unleash such tremendous power at this moment.

He could see that the gap between Wayne and Old Nick's powers was vast.

Yet, together, their combined forces summoned the thunder of the heavens!

Even then, he felt the power of control in the space tremble.

With a sudden inspiration, he mingled some of his own power of control with the thunder.

Since none of them could defeat the semigod-tier powerhouse alone, why not let those who could, do the fighting?

Old Nick seemed to notice something too, and once again struck forcefully at the void in front of him.

A massive force poured out again, forming a stark contrast with Alastair's power.

On one side was the majestic thunder from the heavens, on the other, a power filled with malice.

John suddenly sensed keenly that if this continued, Alastair would surely not be able to hold out for long!

After all, in his understanding, the might of thunder was inherently a bane to such evil spirits!

Furthermore, Alastair was not a born semigod but had been artificially elevated by the power of control!

This meant that in the face of the power of control, he was inherently at a disadvantage!

Thus, John knew instantly what he needed to do—continue to infuse his power of control into the thunder!

Each release of power was a huge drain for Alastair!

Old Nick's complexion turned ghastly pale at a visibly rapid pace.

Although John didn't know exactly who Old Nick was, he understood that the so-called seals were no trivial matter.

So, whatever the case, he must resolve this situation while it was still within his control.

Boom!

Wave after wave of skills clashed, exploding like fireworks before everyone's eyes.

The skills burst into a moment of brilliant light.

Yet, no one dared to look.

All they thought about was unleashing one more skill.

Just one more skill, even if it could only slightly disrupt the opposing forces.

That would be their victory.