Level 1 to Infinity: My Bloodline Is the Ultimate Cheat!-Chapter 327: Unforeseen

Ethan calculated silently, his eyes locked on the swarm of enemies below. The creatures were losing around 150 health points per second on average.

Celestial Barrage wasn’t something he could cast endlessly—it needed time to build up astral energy before unleashing again. Between each cast, there were short gaps in the onslaught. If he could maintain it continuously, the damage would be closer to 200 per second.

Still, the current pace was more than enough.

Each Corpse Guard had 385,000 health points. With this rate of damage, it would take him roughly forty minutes to wipe them all out.

And it wasn’t just a handful of enemies—it was an entire horde.

More than two hundred of them filled the space beneath him, a crawling sea of death.

He couldn’t help but wonder, how much experience was that? How many levels could he gain in one go?

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As the thought settled in, a trace of anxiety crept up Ethan’s spine. He glanced toward his avatar, lips tightening in consideration.

Maybe... the first wave of experience should all go to it.

If he leveled up too fast, the experience gained from lower-level mobs would diminish, and his avatar’s progress would stall. That wouldn’t be efficient.

Suddenly, a system alert rang out.

[Ding... System Notification: Killed [Corpse Guard]! Level-kill experience bonus: 7900%! Gained 61,600,000 experience (Base: 385,000; Level-vượt bonus: 30,415,000; Divine Ability growth: 30,800,000).]

[Ding... System Notification: Experience sharing set to 100% for avatar.]

A low hum echoed.

Buzz... Swish...

Buzz... Swish...

The sound repeated, almost rhythmic.

Then, finally, the Corpse Guard Ethan had been focusing on collapsed to the ground with a guttural groan.

Behind him, the avatar shimmered with radiant golden light—the clear signal of leveling up.

In just a single kill, it had jumped several levels, now sitting at level forty-three.

Morzan, who was currently piloting the avatar, had just lifted a cup of wine to his lips.

But he didn’t drink.

He froze mid-motion, eyes wide. Wine trickled from the corner of his mouth like drool.

With a start, he snapped his mouth shut and swallowed.

"This..." Morzan stared, dumbfounded.

Ethan glanced over, still channeling his spell. "What’s so surprising?"

Didn’t he know? Killing enemies above your level gave absurd experience bonuses.

"Uh... nothing!" Morzan straightened up, embarrassed. Clearly, he realized how amateurish he must’ve looked. He composed himself, nodding as he downed the remaining wine like nothing had happened.

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Twenty minutes passed.

Another Corpse Guard, battered by Ethan’s repeated focus, let out a dying shriek and fell to the ground.

[Ding... System Notification: Killed [Corpse Guard]! Level- kill experience bonus: 7900%! Gained 61,600,000 experience.]

[Ding... Experience sharing set to 100% for avatar.]

Two more Dings. Two more flashes of golden light.

The avatar had reached level forty-five.

Ethan frowned slightly. After level forty-five, the experience requirement surged dramatically.

Still, they weren’t dealing with just a few monsters. There were over two hundred of them, all nearing death.

If this pace continued, his avatar might end up surpassing him in level.

Not that it was a problem. On the leaderboard, it would still display as his "brother," not revealing its true identity.

He’d simply have the avatar disappear before the next wave—then, he would enjoy all the experience personally.

Ethan’s eyes gleamed as he watched the mobs’ health bars drain.

He’d played Ethereal for a long time, but nothing compared to this moment. The sheer satisfaction of watching levels soar—this was a dream grind.

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Roars echoed from below.

As Ethan unleashed his final Celestial Barrage, waves of starlight rained down like judgment.

A cacophony of screams filled the battlefield.

Over a hundred Corpse Guards dropped simultaneously. The entire field beneath him was wiped clean in an instant.

[Ding... System Notification: Killed [Corpse Guard]! Level- kill experience bonus: 7900%...]

[Ding... Experience sharing...]

...

The notifications flooded in one after another. Behind him, his avatar lit up with golden radiance—again and again.

One level-up. Two. Three.

...

Seven consecutive flashes.

Then—

[Ding... System Notification: Avatar level cannot exceed main body.]

Ethan’s heart dropped.

"Damn it."

He frantically toggled off experience sharing, but it was already too late.

Over a hundred Corpse Guards had died in that last barrage.

"Fifty... Experience full, can’t level up anymore," Morzan reported, standing up.

Ethan clenched his jaw. How could he have forgotten?

In most MMOs, avatars and pets were hard-capped to not exceed the main character’s level.

All that time, all that effort—wasted.

Billions of experience points, down the drain.

He said nothing, face set in grim silence, as he turned back to the remaining horde.

Another hundred-plus Corpse Guards were still alive.

This second group had been pulled in a bit later, so there was some delay—but their health wasn’t much different from the first wave.

Mostly because Ethan hadn’t switched to his true damage weapon earlier.

Now, he made no such mistake. A few minutes of sustained pressure, and their health bars began to plummet.

Ethan double-checked his settings. Experience sharing: off.

Good.

"Celestial... Barrage."

The sky responded, stars crashed down like divine fury. The first monster fell, golden light flickered.

Then another. More light. His level shot up—and so did his avatar’s.

Flash. Flash. Flash. Seven times in total.

Ethan checked his stats: level fifty-seven, 82% into the next level.

Beside him, Morzan’s avatar now stood at level fifty-seven as well—with a full experience bar.

Ethan blinked. So the experience from before hadn’t vanished—it had gone into a queue.

As long as he kept leveling up, the avatar would follow.

He grinned.

The 7900% bonus from those early kills when he was underleveled... That had made all the difference.

But now, the bonus was shrinking. His own level had caught up too much.

That’s why, despite the mass slaughter, he only reached level fifty-seven this time.

Still, he was satisfied.

He glanced at the leaderboard—it would refresh in ten minutes. He couldn’t wait to see the chaos it would cause.

A quiet sigh escaped him.

Leveling in Ethereal was brutal. In his past life, it had taken him over three years to reach level 110.

And he hadn’t even slacked. The global #1 player was only in the 130s.

Back then, every level had been a battle of attrition.

Later on, high-experience challenge dungeons opened up after level 90. That helped speed things up.

But for now, he was still in the grind.

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The final Corpse Guard fell with a burst of single-target energy.

Ethan leapt down from his perch.

Among the corpses, he spotted three dark, metallic fragments—the General’s Token pieces.

He gathered them up quickly.

There were some equipment drops too, though none were gold-tier. Just four or five silver-tier items.

’Two hundred monsters, and not a single gold drop?’

The drop rate really did plummet at higher levels.

He scoured the battlefield once more and spotted something else—a skill book.

He picked it up and flipped it open.

[Starfall (Advanced)]

Usage Requirement: Requires base Starfall at level 19

Description: Upgrades Starfall to level 29

Ethan stared at it, stunned.

Starfall? That was a Balance Druid skill. A single-target finisher, much like Celestial Barrage. Instant cast, requiring astral energy—powerful but situational.

He gave a wry smile, he hadn’t even learned Starfall yet.

Not even level 1... not even unlocked.

Seeing the book jogged another memory—Solar Flare had recently hit level 19.

That was an AOE skill, and he’d used it constantly back in the Starter Zone. Apparently, it had become his first maxed-out base skill.

At level 19, base skills gained +2% damage per level. Advanced skills gained +3% per level.

He really needed to start training.

His skill execution still wasn’t perfect, especially for many of his Feral Druid moves.

He couldn’t always land perfect ratings—meaning he wasn’t dealing maximum damage.

It was his fault.

His gear was too good, his damage too high. It made him lazy, careless.

He sighed inwardly.

If other players knew this, they’d probably cough up blood in rage.

They’d scream.

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