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

"I can't do it anymore, I really can't, please, let me go!"

The man was screaming frantically, hoping that John would spare him!

To him, John's gaze was as fearsome as that of the King of Hell himself!

How could John dare to do it?!

He had almost thrown the man over the edge just moments ago!

Considering the wall was a good twenty or thirty meters above the ground, a fall would surely be fatal!

To die now would be a true death—how is this any different from killing someone in reality?

The others looked at John with increasing terror, unable to believe that he had dared to do such a thing in front of so many.

John turned his head to glance at them, and at his gaze, everyone instinctively looked away, too frightened to meet his eyes.

It was terrifying, truly terrifying.

They were genuinely afraid of finding themselves in that man's position next!

With a strong yank, John hoisted the man back up.

It seemed like no big deal, but once back on top, the man felt his legs go weak and involuntarily crouched down, trembling.

Now, the mere thought of looking down made his head spin!

"Now that you've fully come to your senses, perk up!" John said.

His face bore a smile, but his words were chillingly cold.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind sending you down to enjoy the view!"

All present shivered involuntarily, awkwardly turning their heads away, daring not to meet his gaze.

It was terrifying, truly terrifying!

If they were to die accidentally while fighting monsters, they might chalk it up to bad luck or poor skills.

But to die here, that would truly be a great loss!

Archibald rushed over when he heard about the conflict on top of the city walls.

Yet, to his surprise, it was resolved so quickly, easing his mind slightly.

His view of John changed, seeing in him a truly extraordinary person!

His handling of the situation indeed showed a unique approach!

In chaotic times, harsh measures are necessary!

Only strong actions can subdue everyone!

Initially, everyone was actively discussing the monster project, but now, all fell silent.

They looked towards John, trembling, and eventually, the words that had reached their lips were forcibly swallowed back.

Better left unsaid, they thought; after all, if they upset him, they might really be kicked off the edge!

John looked towards the distant forest, his eyes reflecting a trace of concern.

With much of the forest destroyed, what would become of the monkeys?

The Treemonkeys had helped him gather many resources before, and he was truly grateful.

He decided to go out tonight and see how the Treemonkeys were faring.

As he pondered, the sound of the earth trembling came again from afar!

Just like yesterday, countless monsters were rushing towards them!

Among them were humanoid creatures that resembled... zombies...

Completely devoid of independent thought, they knew only to attack.

The corpses of these mindless monsters, once decomposed, dropped no items, only some tiny crystals.

After being examined, the crystals merely displayed three question marks, their true nature indiscernible.

"Here they come! Everyone, get ready!"

At Archibald's command, everyone tensed, watching everything unfold before them.

After all, to die today meant true death; they could not afford to joke with their lives!

When the monsters reached the base of the city walls, John quickly noticed that their firepower was significantly weaker than yesterday.

Yesterday, some melee fighters had wanted to charge down, but today, everyone was hiding behind the walls.

Even the ranged magi were cowering behind the walls, timidly casting their spells.

Yesterday, the wall's durability had decreased by only 3.5%, but today it had already lost 1%!

And this was just the beginning!

Archibald looked at his people in frustration.

"Cast your spells! They're all below us now, moving targets! This should be a scoring spree and a chance for experience for you!"

"What are you doing hiding back here? Do you want them to die for you? If the walls are breached, we all die just the same!"

Although Archibald's words rallied some, many still cowered behind, too frightened to step forward.

What did it matter if the walls broke?

If it came to dying, they'd all die together anyway.

Besides, there were still so many willing to advance; it wasn't their turn yet.

This was the common thought among many, leading most to hide behind and refuse to move forward.

"No need to waste words on them. Later, I'll check the changes in points and experience. Except for the logistics team, anyone whose gains are less than 10% compared to yesterday will jump down!"

John stated calmly, sending a shock through everyone.

This... this was like dealing with the King of Hell!

Suddenly, those who had thought to slack off were now entirely energized!

Joking aside, anyone performing poorly could be thrown down. Who would dare to slack off?

John watched the monsters below becoming even more frenzied, feeling a shift within himself.

Today's monsters seemed... a bit more numerous than yesterday.

Using a spell of identification, John discovered that these monsters were a level higher than the previous day...

"Have you noticed?" Archibald approached John, his expression grave.

"Today is only the second day, and they're already a level higher than yesterday. Does that mean the level of monsters will continue to increase?"

Currently, the monsters were at level 31, just within their manageable range.

But what if the levels of the monsters continued to increase?

Or what if boss-level monsters appeared?

What then?

John clenched his staff, "We'll just have to take it one step at a time."

Though the situation had become extremely perilous, they couldn't just end the trial now!

But since this was the principal's domain, there surely wouldn't be a dead end left for them!

The principal must have left them a way out!

Next, it would depend on whether the principal would inform him, or if he could find it himself.

"Why do these monsters seem a bit tougher than yesterday?"

The magi on the walls, unleashing their long-range skills, couldn't help but grumble.

"Yesterday, a single skill from one of us would yield a lot of experience, but today, we have to wait a bit after casting."

"Yeah, I thought it was just my imagination, but it turns out it's really the case."

"But at least the experience and points seem to be a bit higher than yesterday."

"What does that matter? There are still 14 days to go, and it's uncertain whether we can survive them."

Some began to despair, while others noticed something different.

"If you want to die, then jump down now and die, don't disrupt the morale here!"

Among a group of complainers, one sharp voice stood out distinctly.

Even John, standing nearby, heard this voice and turned to look.

It was a priest.

Her lustrous black hair was tied in a high ponytail, giving her a strikingly valiant appearance.

Despite being a priest, her expression was exceptionally calm, like that of a warrior.

Her staff continuously released skills, casting a white glow that enhanced the abilities of those around her to varying degrees.

Could this be...

Rosalind Brown, ranked eighth on the leaderboard?

Speaking of Rosalind, she indeed is a remarkable woman.

Clearly a priest, a supportive class, yet she firmly holds her place in the top ten of the points leaderboard!

Moreover, her offensive capabilities surpass those of magi of the same level!

Even among this select group, she stands out conspicuously.

She's known as the Violent Magus-Priest!

Her demeanor is quite aloof, but her words are piercingly sharp, leaving many at a loss for words.

True to form, after her remark, not a soul around dared to speak.

"What you say in private is none of my business, just don't let me hear it, or don't blame me for kicking you down."

"Living wastes air, dead wastes land—you're nothing but a waste!"

With that barrage, Rosalind left everyone around her stunned, yet none dared to speak.

Inwardly, John gave her a mental thumbs up.

Impressive!