After patching up some wounds, eating a few mana pills, and eating a proper meal (with a coin of course), I teleported back to the battle. Emerald-category death cultist morale was running low because of how that one I killed died.

I teleported around the gold-category section, using my aura to kill massive hoards of trillions of enemy gold-categories. It was easy work, and because I was keeping my titles a secret, I ran amok. I estimated I killed 35% of those death gold-categories. After that, a few hundred sapphire-categories came, so it was time to show my game face.

My aura lashed out, making the area a field of death as dangerous as the platinum-category area. At this level, powers weren't too effective, but I still made a maze of rot.

I flew up. I created a domineering feeling to my aura, pressuring the newly minted sapphire-categories. I flew up, twenty meters or so. With all my pefighs behind me and my cloak on, along with my aura, I looked like an apex predator.

Then, I unleased judgement on them.

"Cultists of Death. Thou have run amok, sowing fear, domineering. Tonight, thou shall face judgement."

"Mine is the judgement, and the judgement is death or life. Death."

I forced the mana of the attack to cover a huge area. All that were near me died.

I pulled out a dagger, as Drai bunt three cultists to crisps. Abjwe stung another a few million times, killing her. The maze was completely dark because of Shadeath. Ordeath was a source of light, by shooting beams. My butterflies roamed around the maze, afflicting them. My other pefigh was basically a bear.

I, however, was none.

A silent stalker, roaming silently through the maze, with the same level of knowledge as if it had been my own home. If you met me, I slit your throat, then infected the wound with rot. Then, I'd afflict you to death in a second with speed afflictions.

Experience flew in like never before. Before, I had gotten the easy parts to reach. Now, with my talent, the bodies I killed were sucked utterly dry of experience, giving me all-besides what evaporated. I was a predator. No, an apex predator. No one could touch me.

I fell into a trance, working for days, until I reached late gold-category. The shock shook me out of the trance. I had been bottlenecked for almost a decade, and I shot up like that? It looked like all sapphire-categories were out of the area, going to the elite platinum-category area. That was where my teammates had been fighting. It seemed they had gone to the sapphire-category area, so I went there.

I met up with my teammates.