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

Another calm voice resonated from Alex.

Maximilian stated evenly, "With our current strength, we are no match for Vincent. If we wish to seek revenge, we must at least ascend to the semigod-tier, which means we need to accelerate our progress."

Alex, bare-chested, revealed the faces of Maximilian and Rean on his torso.

The sight of a chest bearing two talking faces was a horror that could send shivers down anyone's spine.

However, Alex had grown accustomed to it.

Rean's face twisted into a manic expression, "Once we evade the Judicators' scrutiny, we should head to a remote area for the sacrifice. With our pace, it won't take many months to break through to the semigod-tier. By then, no one in the Federation will be able to stop us."

Maximilian didn't add much, merely asking Alex, "Where do you think we should go?"

Alex's eyes were half-closed, his gaze dim and listless, as if he hadn't heard a word they said.

Rean scoffed, "Why bother asking him? He's nothing but a failure. If it weren't for him, our power would have increased much faster, and we wouldn't have fallen into such a state."

Maximilian's brow furrowed slightly.

Indeed, Alex's initial performance was somewhat lackluster.

His resistance and rejection led to a very poor efficiency in converting the power from the sacrifices.

It was also because of him that their whereabouts were discovered by the Judicators, leading to being hunted wherever they went.

However, after several sacrifices and encounters with the Judicators, Alex has significantly improved and matured.

He was no longer the House Foster scion who felt nauseated at the sight of blood and corpses.

As Maximilian was about to offer an explanation on Alex's behalf, Alex suddenly spoke, "You seek revenge, don't you?"

Both Rean and Maximilian paused, unclear on what Alex was implying.

Alex, leaning against the wall, slowly stood up.

His gaze was calm, his expression stoic as he said, "You want to seek vengeance against Vincent, and I want to seek revenge against John. I can promise to fully cooperate with you in the upcoming period, but you must also promise me that, after we break through to the semigod-tier, you will let me kill John."

Rean immediately rejected the idea, "No! How can you kill John? He's in the Imperial Capital, the heart of the Federation, teeming with top-tier powerhouses. Even at the semigod-tier, it's difficult to escape from the Imperial Capital. Bringing us there would be akin to courting death!"

Maximilian also furrowed his brows.

He had numerous tricks up his sleeve and wasn't afraid of not being able to escape the Imperial Capital.

His fear was that Alex had other intentions.

Alex, seemingly aware of their concerns, scoffed mockingly, "Are you scared?"

Maximilian's frown deepened, "There's no need to provoke us; such low tactics are useless on us."

Alex laughed derisively, "Scared is scared. Why hide behind such words? Even if you reach god-tier, would you dare to venture into the Imperial Capital?"

Rean, with anger surfacing on his face, was about to retort.

Alex cut him off, disdainfully saying, "You know whether you dare or not. With such cowardice, how do you expect to ascend to godhood? Are you worthy? Gods who don't even dare to seek revenge? Gods afraid of humans? Is the significance of your ascension to hide in dark corners and spout threats?

How laughable."

Alex's words were like sharp knives stabbing into their hearts.

Even Maximilian's face showed a hint of anger as he said in a deep voice, "You've gone too far."

Alex spread his hands, "I've said my piece. If you agree, I'll cooperate fully going forward. If not, then we can all just hide in this filthy sewer and dream of ascension to godhood."

Rean retorted angrily, "Are you threatening us?"

Alex responded with a cold laugh, "Threat? Even if I do nothing, do you think you dare to step into the sunlight?"

Rean and Maximilian were left speechless.

Indeed, given their current situation, venturing out would definitely attract the onslaught of the Federation's elites.

Alex was right; even without his doing anything, they wouldn't dare to leave.

Alex snorted, "Since you're willing to be rats in a gutter, insects that can't withstand the sunlight, I have nothing more to say."

With that, Alex fell silent.

Rean and Maximilian's expressions fluctuated.

Logically, hiding in a dark corner and sacrificing for godhood seemed like the best approach.

But as Alex pointed out, the Federation's powerhouses would not allow them to wreak havoc indefinitely.

Those top-tier powerhouses would find them sooner or later.

And if they hadn't ascended to divinity by then, they would still face death.

Below godhood, all would be subject to the Federation's justice.

Therefore, whether Alex cooperated was of great importance to them.

After a long silence, Maximilian's expression suddenly regained composure.

He said, "I can agree to your terms, but you need to understand something. We are three souls in one body, sharing life and death. If we fall, you fall with us."

Alex was silent for a moment before replying, "I've never won against John, not once in my life. So, I want to see if I can beat him just once. With your abilities, escaping from the Imperial Capital shouldn't be difficult. If I lose, I'll follow your lead from then on."

...

Meanwhile, not far from Eastern Citadel lies a city known as "Sunup." Situated on the easternmost part of the continent, it's the first city to witness the sunrise, beyond which stretches the endless azure sea.

It is the largest city in the Federation and one of the eight great fortresses guarding the eastern territories of humanity.

It also serves as the headquarters of the Dawn Sect.

In the heart of Sunup City's inner district stands a magnificent church.

The majestic white structure, bathed in the morning light, seems to emit a sacred glow.

Within the splendid church, a colossal statue of the Dawn Goddess with closed eyes, hands pressed together in prayer, and twelve light wings slightly embracing behind her, appears as if wishing to embrace the whole world.

Beneath the statue, a young woman in a white gown adorned with golden patterns stands quietly.

Her figure is graceful, with long, elegant legs, and she wears a crystal half-mask over her face, revealing a fair chin and plump, moist red lips.

Her silver hair falls like strands of silk, and under the morning light, it looks as if she's draped in a white bridal veil.

A strange silver rune adorns her smooth forehead, exuding nobility, sanctity, and inviolability.

Behind the woman, a knight in silver armor kneels on one knee, head bowed, reporting recent intelligence gathered by the Dawn Sect.

The woman, gazing at the Dawn Goddess statue, listens quietly to the knight's report, her silver-gleaming eyes as calm and deep as the sea, without a single ripple.

However, upon hearing that a silver-tier member of Hidden Stars had slain a diamond-tier member of the Immortality Organization with a single strike, ripples suddenly danced across the tranquil silver of her eyes.

Her lips slightly moved as she calmly inquired, "What is the name of this silver-tier Hidden Stars member?"

The knight hesitated before responding, "It seems his name is John, from Stellarburg. Celestiblade Victor and Demonlance Vincent place great importance on him. It's said that he killed Rean with a single strike during the Dusk Sect's upheaval, although such rumors are not entirely reliable, and most people remain skeptical."

Hearing this name, the woman's lips unconsciously curved up.

Scarlett had thought it would be a long while before she heard the name John again.

Yet, just a few days had passed, and John had already caused such a stir in the Imperial Capital, even reaching their Dawn Sect headquarters.

Scarlett murmured to herself, "Always as troublesome as ever."

The knight didn't catch Scarlett's words.

He was frozen, his eyes filled with infatuation and zeal at her smile.

Scarlett glanced at him, then quickly masked her expression as if it had never appeared.

Simultaneously, an overwhelmingly majestic aura emanated from her, instantly filling the entire church hall.

The terrifying presence made the church itself tremble.

The knight snapped back to reality, a cold sweat sliding down his forehead.

He hurriedly bowed his head in fear, saying, "Saintess, I meant no disrespect..."

The Dawn Sect's doctrines were strict, one of which forbade looking directly at the saintess, under penalty of being accused of blasphemy against the goddess.

The transgressor's powers would be stripped, and they would be expelled from the Dawn Sect.

Scarlett's aura was as quickly withdrawn as it was released.

She calmly stated, "Remove your knight's gear and report to the Enforcement Hall for your punishment."

Hearing Scarlett's words, the knight breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly nodded, saying, "Thank you, Saintess, for your mercy. I will go to receive my punishment right away!"

With that, the knight scrambled out of the church, not daring to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead until he was outside.

Yet, in his heart, he harbored no resentment or dissatisfaction.

They had all witnessed the methods of this generation's Saintess of the Dawn Sect.

Of the dozens of high-ranking officials in the church, now only a scant few remained, a testament to her firm hand.

That they, who once had to hide and skulk, could now openly establish a church in Sunup City spoke volumes of her capabilities.

Moreover, Scarlett herself possessed considerable strength and was the God's Chosen of the Dawn Goddess.

Virtually no one in the Dawn Sect dared to oppose her.

After the knight left, silence returned to the Dawn Cathedral.

"Do you really like that man?" A voice, noble and indifferent, suddenly echoed in Scarlett's mind.