Others Lose a Level When They Die; I Gain Ten Levels Every Time

[Mass-Participation Game] [Stat-Based] [Instances] [Invincible Growth] [Showboating in Public] [Decisive and Ruthless] [No CP] [Global Instances] [Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races] [Gods' Hunting Grounds]

The game descended into reality three hundred years ago, digitizing the entire world.

Everyone awakened a class at eighteen.

When an ordinary player died, their level dropped by one, their equipment could drop, its durability would decrease, and they'd be weakened for a whole day!

Death was the nightmare engraved in every player's bones.

Zhou Ye awakened as an ordinary warrior, the lowest-ranked class of all, but received the only EX-rank talent in the entire universe: [Death Reversal]!

As long as he was killed by a true enemy whose level was at least as high as his own:

All death penalties were erased!

He revived on the spot at full health!

His level permanently shot up by ten!

From then on, everything went completely off the rails.

While other players prayed to the gods for their lives in dungeons, Zhou Ye searched the entire map for the highest-level boss so he could take it on headfirst.

A top guild surrounded him. The kill notification had barely sounded when Zhou Ye revived on the spot, jumped ten levels, drew his blade, and hacked the guild's upper ranks to pieces!

When the abyss descended and everyone fled the red death zone, Zhou Ye's eyes lit up with excitement:

"This place can really kill me? Lead the way!"

In the Gods' Hunting Grounds, the lofty gods looked down on the mortal world:

"Mortal, kneel and die!"

Zhou Ye drew his blade and sneered:

"Cut the crap. First tell me, what level are you? Can you take a hit? Can you kill me for good?!"

Then came the final calamity, and gods and demons across the universe fled in defeat.

Standing at the edge of the starry sky, Zhou Ye stared at the trembling final ruler and frowned:

"You're a whole twelve hundred levels, and that's all you've got? Come on, hit me harder!"