Chapter 836

A wall roughly ten thousand meters long,

stretched across the very front of everyone's territory,

the wall's special "barrier" ability,

unless it sustains damage exceeding 50%,

otherwise, it cannot be climbed over or leapt across,

only flying units can ignore the wall entirely from the sky.

At this moment, Su Yu's wall completely blocked the frontal charge of the Chitin Scythes.

Immediately, Shi Shi's city wall 【Wall of Gaia】 took the impact of the Chitin Scythes and plummeted in a straight line.

Everyone's angel units,

formed battle formations high in the sky, wantonly slaughtering the Chitin Scythes,

enjoying the rush of experience skyrocketing.

"This—how is this possible?!"

Muse's eyes were filled with bewilderment.

Pali swallowed a mouthful of saliva,

"I remember… there's a Mythic talent."

"It's called 'Basic Transcender'."

"It gives an unreasonable boost to all common-grade units, heroes, buildings, equipment, items, and so on."

"S-Su Yu-ge, your wall?"

Pali stared fixedly at Su Yu,

that gaze seemed to be asking,

is your talent this 'Basic Transcender'?

"There's such a bizarre talent?"

Muse was too drained to complain; he had never paid attention to these weak little things.

"Yes."

"In the Myriad Worlds Encyclopedia, it's called the most useless Mythic talent."

"However…"

Pali gazed into the distance, where the angels were slaughtering to their hearts' content,

her angel units had collectively gained 20% experience already—simply outrageous.

The most useless Mythic?

Common-grade things,

compared to those high-grade existences,

the further on, the more they fall behind.

To give a simple example,

a level-100 common hero, compared to a level-100 Mythic hero,

the combat power difference is 100 million versus 100 billion!

Let alone the growth of combat power,

actual strength scales exponentially,

this isn't something where a thousand level-100 common heroes teaming up

can take on a level-100 Mythic hero,

even ten million, or a hundred million teaming up, they still can't win!

They regard you as ants!

It's not the gap between god and man—it's the gap between god and ant!

Therefore,

no matter how high the boost to basic things, from the start you're already far weaker than them.

Even if your level-100 common hero,

can boost combat power by a hundred times, a thousand times through various means,

reaching the base combat power of a Mythic hero,

does that mean the Mythic hero has no boosts?

Yes, they do!

And the boost multipliers are even more outrageous!

Therefore, 'Basic Transcender' was rated the most trash Mythic talent.

Yet this trash Mythic talent,

at this moment… has actually proven wonderfully useful.

Muse opened the Myriad Worlds Encyclopedia and looked up this talent,

a strange look crossing his face.

Everyone says it's the most useless talent,

but for contestants of the Ten Thousand Races Ranking War,

it's simply a god-tier talent!

After all,

the Ten Thousand Races Ranking War is fought out within the first year of a personal lord's career,

One year,

how far could each lord develop?

Even the top-tier contestants of the Ten Thousand Races Ranking Battle could only say they had just barely left the early stage.

When everyone was still in the early stage, the advantage of a "Basic Transcender"

was overwhelming.

Common-grade items leveled up quickly,

boosts came easily…

If only the early stage were considered, it really was an exaggerated talent.

Even better than his own Mythic talent…

What was this supposed to mean?

A lucky accident?

Happening to possess the perfect talent for competing in the Ten Thousand Races Ranking Battle?

Staring at the wall that stood firm beneath the purple scythe of the Chitin Scythe,

Mius couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry.

A ten-thousand-meter-long line

split the purple ocean apart, forming an empty zone where the tide flowed back,

drawing the gaze of the Ten Thousand Races.

"Th-that, that's a wall?"

"No way…"

Other people's Epic-grade city walls still suffered wear even when forcibly withstanding,

yet your ordinary-grade wall held up?

One by one, the Ten Thousand Races spectators' eyes bulged wide and round.

"Whose building is that?"

"It can move freely — must be Su Yu's, right?"