Day Three of the World Secret Realm.
A special video went viral across the forums—
Not just in the Faeloria Country's section, but across the entire Kepler.
And the reason?
The title alone was enough to draw in millions.
"Revealing the Secret Behind White Emperor's High Ranking—With Video Proof!"
That's right—this wasn't just a rumor.
It was actual footage.
And the ones who recorded it?
The Faeloria Country Evolutionaries Team that Novak had encountered in the Biochemical Zombie World.
Watching the video required 10 copper coins per view, but that didn't stop it from amassing millions of views.
In fact, the number was still skyrocketing at an unimaginable speed.
In the video, Novak stood at the center of the battlefield—
His entire body clad in pitch-black armor.
His hands?
No longer human.
Instead, massive, ferocious, clawed monstrosities.
The clip was only thirty seconds long.
Yet beneath it, a ten-hour-long discussion thread had already amassed millions of replies.
Then came the moment that broke the internet.
The footage showed Novak surrounded by an endless sea of zombies.
But despite the sheer number of zombies closing in, his stance remained unshaken.
Then—
He moved.
Without hesitation, he plunged his razor-sharp claws into the ground.
A heartbeat later—
BOOM!
An earth-shattering explosion erupted beneath his feet.
And in the next moment—
Ground thornsburst forth like an unstoppable tidal wave.
Blades of death shot out in all directions—
A mountain of spikes rising around him, turning the battlefield into a hellish landscape of impalement.
Hundreds of thousands of zombies were instantly skewered, their bodies hoisted into the air like grotesque candied haws.
The entire block was cleared in mere seconds—
All with a single move.
[WTF?! What kind of skill is this?!]
[No cooldown?! How is White Emperor spamming wide-area skills like this?!]
[No resource cost?! Is this a talent or a class ability?! This is broken!]
[Damn Faeloria Country players, they're straight-up hacking!]
[AHHHH, why didn't I discover White Emperor sooner?! I could've made a fortune recording him! Lord White Emperor, let me get a selfie with you!]
[White Emperor looks sick, but… why does he have sharp horns and tiny wings?!]
[Is this a bloodline ability?! What bloodline could possibly be this OP?!]
The forum erupted into chaos.
Everyone who posted the video had struck gold, raking in an absurd amount of coins just by selling views.
And Novak's influence?
It had now spread across the entire Kepler and the Trial Grounds of Gods and Demons.
And there was no denying it—
The footage was absolutely terrifying.
Hundreds of meters of ground spikes, unleashed in quick succession, clearing an entire district in less than thirty seconds.
The sheer frequency and scale of the ability defied all logic.
But this—
This was the true power of the Black Light Virus in Novak's hands.
The Ground Thorn skill didn't rely on fixed damage values—
Its destructive capability was tied directly to Novak's full attribute stats.
Under his control, it had evolved into an ability of unimaginable destruction.
For comparison, it was similar to Kimimaro's "Dance of the Seedling Fern" from a certain anime—
Only far more devastating.
Where black spikes once erupted, now stood an unending forest of lethal ground thorns.
And that's what made it truly terrifying.
But despite how overpowered it seemed—
It wasn't something he could use freely.
Novak's ability to unleash such destruction came with one major condition—
He had to activate his Demon Transformation.
With it, his full attributes skyrocketed, amplified further by Hellfire's all-attribute boost—
Only then could he turn Ground Thorn into a limitless hell of blades.
And that—
Was what made the Claw Form—Ground Thorns power truly terrifying!
Novak didn't linger in the biochemical zombie world.
He was more than satisfied with the power and effectiveness of Ground Thorns.
Even more so with the synergy between Doomsday Judgment, and his Claw Form.
As for the buzz on the forum—he was well aware of it.
In fact, he even watched the discussions with great interest.
Because on the forum—
It wasn't just him making waves.
[Group 001 Member—Ray Theon Makes His Move! (Recorded at Great Risk!)]
Ray Theon aka Whiplash of the Skies.
That guy's battle in the biochemical zombie world had also been recorded.
The video showed a figure standing atop a skyscraper, electric currents crackling across his body.
But unlike Novak's battle against endless hordes of zombies—
Ray faced two mutant zombies.
Judging from their menacing stance, these weren't just ordinary monsters.
Even among the seasoned evolutionaries in the World Secret Realm—
Most would turn and flee at the sight of a single mutant zombie.
But Ray?
He faced two at once.
This video was even shorter than Novak's.
Only ten seconds long.
For the first three seconds, it was just a stand-off.
Then—
At the fourth second—he moved.
His body transformed into a sphere of lightning.
Even in the high-speed footage, it was impossible to make out his true speed.
The distance between him and the mutants was dozens of meters—
But in the blink of an eye, he vanished.
And in the next instant—
He reappeared—
Right beside his enemies.
CRACKLE!
The deafening sound of thunder and lightning echoed through the air!
It was as if a divine weapon had descended from the heavens.
And before the mutant zombies could even react—
They collapsed.
Instantly killed.
As the static crackled around Ray's figure, only a single scar was visible on the mutant zombies—
A thin, whip-like wound.
But at that insane speed, a whip was no different from a sword.
A single, concentrated attack—
Perfect execution.
Those two terrifying mutants, likely level-20 boss-tier creatures—
Instantly annihilated.
As the video ended, the lightning faded, and the camera froze on his cold expression.
A silent, electrified figure standing amidst the wreckage.
Novak clicked his tongue.
What the hell?
Wasn't this supposed to be the same Whiplash of the Skies he knew in his previous life?
Because the guy he was watching was completely different from the one he knows.
Just as Novak was about to scroll through the comments to see how people were reacting—
A notification popped up.
A special alert from Group 001.
And in Group 001—
There was only one person whose messages were set to special attention.
Meimei.
She had been completely absorbed in her dream trials for a long time—
Working toward her job transition.
Was it finally complete?