World’s End: My Keyword is One More Than Others

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Hehe!

So that's all there is to it!

The ancient Chinese bluffing strategy never goes out of style. Thanks to the wisdom of our ancestors...

"Sir, the enemy we're facing is Grand Duke Lynch," Du Ge reminded.

"I already said, I'm not afraid of him," the old man replied.

An old man who isn't afraid of Grand Duke Lynch? We've struck gold!

Du Ge glanced at the old man, then turned to Simon and instructed, "Simon, go ahead and release the old gentleman. Having an elder in the house is like having a treasure. We need someone with life experience to guide us forward and correct our mistakes."

"Yes, Mr. Holly," Simon nodded obediently, completely convinced. He went over to release the old man, though he still didn't give him a friendly look after being mocked earlier.

The old man stood in front of Du Ge, scrutinized him from head to toe, and then said, "Holly, I might have misjudged you. You are indeed a special guy. You have a unique charm, unlike those spoiled brats."

What a joke!

I've unified the Martial World, resurrected the Sea God, and established a nation...

What qualifications does that spoiled brat have to compare with me?

Grand Duke Lynch? He's nothing!

My enemies are super civilizations that are several dimensions higher than ours, okay?

Without this aura, why would they believe in me?

Du Ge smiled modestly, "You flatter me, sir. Anyone who has walked the edge of life and death would change. May I ask your name, sir?"

"Just an old man who doesn't know his limits. No need to ask my name," the old man snorted.

Du Ge looked at Simon.

Simon shook his head, "Mr. Holly, no one in the entire prison knows his name."

"Sir, without a name, how should we address you?" Du Ge became even more respectful. If even the prison guards didn't know his name, he was likely a real big shot!

The old man looked at Du Ge and said, "You can call me Gao."

Gao?

Du Ge searched Holly's memory but found no clues about anyone named Gao.

In fact, most of Holly's memories were useless.

With a viscount father covering for him, Holly didn't care much about high society. Otherwise, he wouldn't have provoked Xima Lynch at a banquet.

Du Ge stopped paying attention to the old man Gao and turned to Simon, asking, "Simon, how many guards are there outside?"

Old man Gao might be a hidden big shot, but the more powerful he was, the less they could rely on him at this moment. Only by demonstrating his own abilities could Du Ge truly gain his assistance.

"Mr. Holly, there are three guards on duty every night in the high-security area," Simon said. "At this time, the other two are resting, and I'm on duty. In about half an hour, John will come to replace me."

"Three guards?" Du Ge frowned slightly.

"All high-security prisoners have their martial souls sealed, making them no different from ordinary people. They are also at the lowest level of the prison. Three guards are enough," the old man Gao interjected before Simon could speak. "The real danger is the outer blockade. Outside the prison, besides the regular patrols, there are at least three squads of soldiers patrolling back and forth. Each squad has at least one warrior with a three-star or four-star martial soul. The warden of this prison has at least a seven-star martial soul..."

"Seven-star martial soul?" Leen's face changed.

"Yes, seven-star martial soul," the old man Gao mocked him. "Scared now?"

Leen's expression turned serious, and he didn't speak.

Du Ge also remained silent, recalling the combat system of this world.

In this world, there are two main combat systems: magic and martial souls.

Everyone has a chance to awaken a martial soul, with a success rate of about one in five. After awakening a martial soul, they have higher-level choices.

The range of career options becomes broader.

A one-in-five chance of awakening a martial soul sounds high, but most people awaken useless martial souls with no special abilities, like foxtail grass, caterpillars, or small snowflakes, which have no potential for growth or evolution. These martial souls have no star rating.

Only star-rated martial souls are valuable, as they can help their owners grow and, as they evolve, awaken special skills.

These skills can help martial soul owners in combat, but their effects are far inferior to skills awakened by keywords. However, martial soul skills can evolve continuously.

Some skills, when evolved to the top level, are almost as powerful as some keyword skills.

Among those who awaken martial souls, only one in ten can awaken star-rated martial souls.

One star is the lowest, nine stars the highest.

The higher the star rating, the greater the growth potential of the martial soul, but awakening them is also more difficult and involves a lot of luck.

A seven-star martial soul is already top-tier in this world.

When Du Ge possessed Holly, his martial soul was only four stars.

So.

When the old man Gao mentioned that the warden might have a seven-star martial soul, Leen and the others' expressions changed.

"Leen, how many stars is your martial soul?" Du Ge asked.

"Five stars, Black Tiger, an offensive martial soul," Leen glanced at Du Ge and replied.

"And you?" The old man Gao asked Reg instead of Du Ge.

"Five-star martial soul, Stone Giant," Reg replied.

"I'm a four-star martial soul, Lightning Leopard, speed type," Orey shrugged. Despite being surrounded by two five-star martial souls, he was still proud when introducing his own. Speed-type martial souls are rare, and the Lightning Leopard is one of the best among them, with some offensive capabilities, making it comparable to some five-star martial souls.

"My martial soul is a six-star Four-Winged Angel," Lather glanced at everyone and said indifferently, "But what's the use of saying this now? Our martial souls are sealed. We can't even beat the patrolling soldiers outside, let alone the warden."

No one asked about Du Ge's martial soul. Predictive martial souls are at least seven stars, but a failed awakening is worthless. Even if he had some special soul skills, they wouldn't be useful in combat.

Simon said nervously, "Mr. Holly, if you all change into guard uniforms, maybe I can sneak you out one by one. We don't necessarily have to fight. No one would expect high-security prisoners to escape..."

"If it were just him, you could do that," the old man Gao glanced at him. "But now, there are five of us, and Simon's shift change is in just over twenty minutes. He can't get everyone out in time. Besides, taking five people out continuously, do you think the guards outside are idiots?"

Simon smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

The other prisoners in the cell watched the scene with amusement, waiting for Du Ge to ask for their help. After all, the more people involved in a prison break, the better the chances. It would be best to release all the prisoners and set a fire, escaping in the chaos.

Du Ge looked at everyone, lost in thought.

The old man Gao glanced back at Du Ge and said, "Young man, having passion without strength is not enough. If you can't even break out of a prison, how can you deal with Grand Duke Lynch?"

Du Ge looked at him but said nothing.

The old man Gao shook his head and looked at Orey, "Come here."

Orey, realizing that the old man Gao was unusual, hesitated but still walked over.

The old man Gao suddenly reached out and pointed at Orey's forehead, "Don't move."

Orey shuddered and instinctively tried to dodge, but he couldn't avoid the old man Gao's finger.

When the old man's finger touched Orey's forehead, a light flickered.

To everyone's astonishment, a leopard's shadow suddenly appeared behind Orey. The leopard's limbs were originally bound by chains, and a long steel nail was driven into its forehead, lying there lifelessly.

As the leopard's shadow appeared.

The chains binding the leopard broke one by one, and the steel nail on its forehead was slowly pushed out...

Boom!

The prison erupted in chaos.

Many prisoners rushed to the cell doors, staring wide-eyed as the old man Gao helped Orey lift the seal.

"Gao, you... you can break the martial soul seal?" Lather, usually calm, couldn't help but widen his eyes. "Who exactly are you?"

"Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is that without me, none of you are getting out," the old man Gao said, beads of sweat forming on his forehead from the effort of breaking the seal. His speech was labored.

Even so, he looked smugly at Du Ge, expecting to see the young man's shocked and admiring expression.

But when he looked, he was stunned, his eyes wide, and his finger almost left Orey's forehead, "How is this possible?"

Lather was taken aback and turned to look, then he too was stunned.

The prison fell silent.

Because behind Du Ge, a vast virtual ocean was silently surging, and a perfect, divine figure, holding a scepter, was slowly rising from the sea...

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