Chapter 1123 Zayn Coming Out Unscathed Isn’t The Smoking Gun You Think It Is, Man

“Is this the power of the perfect class? Now that’s a terror to behold,” Zayn muttered under his breath. Instead of being frightened, however, the experience simply triggered his competitive and determined streak that laid dormant in the depths of his heart. He was going to achieve the perfect class—he would! However, that would not be enough. No, he wanted to ascend further, to climb higher. He wanted to attain the legendary, mystical state of Invincibilis, and become the paragon of human capabilities. What would the world look like if he were standing at the very top, towering above all else? Rumor had it that the Saint of Sicut In Caelo was one such person who stood on the apex of humanity. Zayn found himself wondering what kind of person—or perhaps, being—he really could be. No weapon in the world could put a dent in a demigod like that, could it? Besides a nuclear weapon of epic proportions, of course. Now that… would be true invincibility. Ezra dulled the glint in his eyes. G