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

Vulture's expression had begun to stiffen, barely believing what was unfolding before his eyes.

What in the world was happening?

Why could these people withstand the power he wielded in his hands—a power even Benjamin and his crew feared?

Yet John seemed to find the whole situation amusing, watching him quietly before a mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you think this thing is still of any use to us?"

Vulture's complexion quickly turned sour, freezing in place, but before he could react,

Boom!!

Vincent did something inexplicable, and the cages around them exploded!

In the instant of the explosion, Vulture felt an overwhelming wave of heat surge towards him, an unstoppable force.

My God, what exactly is happening?

Vulture's breathing became increasingly labored.

If he couldn't keep these people here, even if he managed to escape with his life, what followed would certainly not be pleasant.

His heart raced with sudden clarity as he realized why the payment for this job had been so substantial.

The larger the payment, the more difficult the task.

But now, with no way back, he had no choice but to proceed!

Gritting his teeth, Vulture gripped his staff tightly and launched a skill toward John and his group.

Since his skill was thunder-based, John and the others could sense the imminent danger.

Boom!

An electric orb smashed directly onto the cage in front of them.

The iron cages around them were quickly enveloped by lightning, visible to the naked eye.

It seemed that any slight movement from them would allow the electricity to completely penetrate their bodies.

The crackling and buzzing sound of the electricity made Vincent's face relax slightly.

As long as he could stall for time, Benjamin and his team could eventually handle the situation.

"I told you, since you're already caught here, don't think about leaving."

As he spoke, Vulture smashed two more electric orbs, which struck the ground.

Since the floor was already wet, the electricity spread very quickly.

However, for some reason, the electricity stopped abruptly about 5 meters in front of John and his group.

It was as if it had hit a barrier, and no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't break through.

Vulture's pupils dilated dramatically.

He knew Vincent was behind this, now acting to keep them safe.

"You do have some tricks up your sleeve. I didn't expect you to still have the strength to resist after that great battle; I underestimated you."

As Vulture spoke, a cold smile appeared on his face.

"You're indeed the strongest below the semigod-tier, but today I'm eager to see just how capable you really are."

Boom, boom, boom!

One skill after another smashed into the iron cage.

Instantly, the cage heated up to high temperatures, glowing red and looking particularly menacing.

It seemed as if just a careless touch would peel off a layer of skin.

But in the next moment, the temperature rapidly decreased.

Silver Tear slightly shook her head, a mocking smile curving her lips.

If she were alone, she certainly wouldn't dare to be so bold, but with John and Vincent by her side, what was there to fear?

"Sorry, I just don't like it too hot, so I tend to give myself some ice to cool down. Don't mind me, carry on, don't mind what I'm doing."

Silver Tear spoke with a cheerful grin, yet her words were frustratingly cheeky.

Vulture gritted his teeth, his eyes fixed intently on Silver Tear as if trying to see through her.

But then he chuckled.

"Alright, alright, I'll see just how capable you all are!"

Then Vulture exerted even more force, slamming his skills repeatedly against the iron cage.

These cages were specially made; even if the temperature soared, they wouldn't melt into molten iron but would merely heat the surroundings.

He was eager to see what a mere platinum-tier awakener could do to compete with him.

As the temperature around them continued to rise, Silver Tear could no longer afford to be careless and increased her energy output.

She had to transfer this energy quickly to mitigate the surrounding heat—after all, it was definitely time to cool things down.

"I'll see how much MP you have left!" Vulture sneered.

Without hesitation, he launched one skill after another.

Seeing this, John knew he couldn't remain a bystander any longer.

"Do you forget this place isn't just occupied by one person?"

John said, looking at Vulture, who responded as if he had heard a joke.

"Show me what you can do once you get out," Vulture retorted.

Trapped inside, what more was there to say?

John didn't reply; he just looked up and exchanged a glance with Vincent.

Without hesitation, Vincent raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Snap!

Instantly, a protective dome originating from them expanded outward.

Boom!

As it encountered the red-hot iron cages, the dome emitted a crackling sound, and instantly, copious amounts of steam burst into the air, much like water poured on hot iron.

"It's useless, you think this is..."

Vulture had initially intended to mock John and his companions, but the next second, his words were abruptly cut off, stuck in his throat.

He watched incredulously as the events unfolded before him.

"How... how is this possible..."

Why?

Why had his iron cage been separated by this protective shield? What was going on?

His energy, even combined with Benjamin's, shouldn't have been able to withstand this barrier, yet now it was so effortlessly blocked by a mere protective shield—it was impossible.

Vulture's eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief.

Yet, John took a step forward, calmly looking at the man before him, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"I'll give you one last chance.

If you're willing to talk, then I prefer not to resort to force."

After all, they hadn't safely returned to Capital Star yet.

If they continued to waste time like this, it certainly wouldn't be good.

Vulture clenched his teeth tightly, uttering not a word, but instead forcefully launched another skill!

This time, however, he had learned his lesson and didn't aim his skill at John and the others, but at Victor, who was still protected on the side.

Currently, Victor was the only one unconscious, meaning he was more vulnerable and easier to control.

But Vulture hadn't anticipated that just as his skill was about to hit Victor, it veered off as if it had eyes, seemingly avoided by an independent protective shield.

It was simply incredible.

He had not expected that Vincent, while sustaining such a large protective shield, could still spare the effort to protect one person individually.

This realization made him see that Victor was his only breakthrough, his only chance to survive.

Without any hesitation, he increased the output of his skill, but the next second he realized he seemed to have hit a barrier.

The next moment, he saw the iron cages appeared to have completely melted!

John was walking over them, stepping on the molten iron, approaching him slowly.

How could this be?!

This was a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees; how could this man show no sign of injury whatsoever?