Global Descent: I Alone Can See Hidden Evolution Paths

Chapter 61: Liu Xaio awake

Walking out from the emerald light, her long white and green silk train sweeping the restored marble floorboards, was Liu Xiao. Her exceptionally voluptuous hourglass physique and full chest were radiating a staggering, sub-divine weight that completely stabilized the palace’s gravity grid.

Her long, silver-green hair drifted gracefully behind her shoulders as her exotic, emerald-green eyes slowly opened for the first time in six Chapters. Her gaze locked straight onto Min-jae’s heavily injured, blood-stained frame kneeling on the marble, her pouty crimson lips parting as her eyes flared with a beautiful, fanatical, and deeply protective intensity.

Liu Xiao stepped forward with an immense, majestic grace, her long green and white silk train sweeping across the newly restored marble blocks. Her unsealed 50% power nature energy was so dense it caused the entire tower to gently vibrate with a warm, comforting resonance.

Her exotic emerald-green eyes were fixed entirely onto Min-jae’s heavily injured frame. Seeing her master kneeling on the stone, his dark sub-divine chest armor shattered and his blood staining the pristine floorboards, a look of profound, protective intensity flushed across her pale cheeks. Her pouty crimson lips parted as she raised her jade-carved Yggdrasil World-Staff, slamming its base flat against the stone.

"Rest your blade, Min-jae," Liu Xiao voiced, her low, seductive melody carrying an absolute, fanatical devotion that sent a wave of relief straight through the panicked lounge. "The nature has recognized your sacrifice. I will heal you don’t worry min jae. Allow my master’s true parameters to stitch your soul back together."

Voom!.

[Subordinate God-Tier Divine Trait Activated: ’The Living World Tree’s Absolute Renewal’!]

[Target Selected: Kang Min-jae (Level 32). Status: Heavily Injured.]

[Effect: Forcing an instantaneous 100% restoration of all internal muscle tissue, mana pathways, and physical health pools! Bypassing all system cooldown restrictions through creator-class logic!]

A massive, glowing cocoon of vibrant emerald vines and liquid silver starlight instantly enveloped Min-jae’s kneeling body. The warm, ancient elemental energy flooded straight into his broken left shoulder, completely re-aligning his torn muscle tissue and flushing the cold dark-matter poison out of his veins within a split second. The deep, jagged cracks splitting his dark chest armor plate forcefully snapped back together with a heavy golden ring, the liquid true damage lines along his frame flaring with a renewed, blinding solar intensity.

Min-jae let out a steady, deep breath as his vision stopped flickering, his health pool instantly locking back at a solid 100/100 capacity. He casually stood up to his full height, sheathing the massive World-Breaker claymore onto his shoulder with a sharp metallic click.

The moment the emerald cocoon faded, the eight female leads did not wait for a formal tactical briefing.

Yoo Ji-a dropped her twilight spear completely to the floorboards, her long midnight-black ponytail swaying violently as she threw her athletic curves straight into his chest. Tears of pure, desperate relief spilled down her flushed face as her slender arms wrapped tightly around his neck, her body trembling with a raw, emotional vulnerability that completely discarded her standard vanguard pride.

"Don’t you ever do that again!" Ji-a sobbed softly, burying her face into his shoulder, her heart racing violently against his chest plate. "You told us to stand down... you stood there and let that monster crush your shoulder! I don’t care about the true damage loop, Min-jae! If you die, our whole world turns into an absolute graveyard anyway!"

Han Seo-yoon and the stunning Ice Goddess, Gu Bylai, quickly moved to his flanks, their exceptionally voluptuous hourglass figures pressing tightly against his sides. Seo-yoon gently took a soft silk cloth, her sapphire eyes pooled with tears as she tenderly wiped the remaining crimson blood from the corner of his lips and his collar, her fingers lightly trembling as she checked his neck for any hidden injuries.

Gu Bylai hesitantly locked her cool, pale fingers around his left hand, her alluring icy-blue eyes looking up at him with an absolute, breathless submission. "You forced your body past its limits to shield our position, Monarch. Let us clean your armor. Let us carry the weight for the rest of the night."

Before the territorial tension could settle, Liu Xiao lowered her world-staff, her regal composure completely snapping as her maternal, ancient pride melted into pure, desperate panic. Her exotic emerald eyes pooled with thick, heavy tears that spilled down her porcelain cheeks. Her exceptionally voluptuous frame shifted as she threw her own soft, heavy curves right over Yoo Ji-a’s back, wrapping her slender arms completely around Min-jae’s chest.

She held him with a tight, breathless desperation, her full chest heaving violently against his armor plates as her long, silver-green hair cascaded over his shoulders.

"I felt it through the roots, Min-jae..." Liu Xiao sobbed softly, her majestic voice cracking with a raw, deeply human terror that completely shattered her noble detachment. "The moment your blood touched the floorboards, my soul nearly tore itself apart inside the cocoon. Do not use your flesh to test a creator’s again. My divinity means absolutely nothing if I awaken to find my Monarch turned to ash."

Min-jae stood perfectly still, pinned under the tight, warm, and frantic embrace of his fully unsealed goddess and his seven queens. A sudden, massive wave of shyness hit his chest. A deep, noticeable flush crept all the way up his neck beneath his dark collar, his hands awkwardly hovering over their narrow waists as his fixer mind completely short-circuited under their close physical touch. His ears burned a deep crimson as he cleared his throat, entirely helpless against their overwhelming devotion.

Crack!.

Before the intimate, romantic warmth could settle any further, the universal interface above their heads violently flared with a massive, crimson notification box. The system’s automated announcement did not just scroll through their private logs; it broadcasted straight across the entire planetary network of Earth, completely short-circuiting the minds of every surviving human .

[global system announcement –]

[Player ’Kang Min-jae’ has achieved the Absolute Solo Purge of the Level 65 Creator-Class Deity (The Primordial God of Rain)!]

[World-First Achievement Rewarded: 50,000 Reputation, 1 Primordial Creation Core, and Unrestricted Access to the Higher Realms!]

[Current Global Player Ranking: 1. Kang Min-jae (Level 32) — Current Status: Un-Stoppable.]

Deep within the subterranean vaults of Seoul, the elite corporate leaders of the Daesung Syndicate and the underground regional gangs stared at their flashing screens in a dead, petrified silence. Their level 15 executives, who had been hiding behind military defensive walls thinking they held an unfair head start, completely lost their willingness to fight. A single human was soloing level 65 ancient gods while they were struggling to clear small-fry mobs. Min-jae’s name had officially become an absolute, world-ending shadow over the entire planet.

Min-jae looked up at the fading red text in the sky, a cold, predatory grin returning to his handsome face as he gently patted Liu Xiao and Ji-a’s backs to ease their panic. His voice dropped into a low, seductive baritone that sent a thrill of fanatical excitement through his fully unified inner court.

"Chae-won, harvest the Creation Core," Min-jae commanded flatly, his golden eyes flashing with a commanding, god-like authority. "Ye-rin, calibrate the compass for the deep cosmic sector. The high heavens think they broke my mirror... but we’re about to drop straight onto their supreme thrones and show them who truly dictates the rules of the ledger."