Chapter 190: The Stats of a Legend

Marcus drew in a slow breath and opened Lyanna’s status window, bracing himself in case of disappointment. A level reset to zero usually meant weakness, fragility, and a long climb back to relevance.

What he saw instead made his pulse spike.

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Wyvern Saint Knight Lyanna

A millennium ago, she was the Commander of the Sky Legion under the Goddess of Dreams and one of the most powerful knights on the Dreamland Continent. She is now Stonehaven’s Retainer, soul-bonded to his body. (Untradable)

Level: 0

Class: Wyvern Saint Knight

HP: 1,000 | MP: 800

Attack: 800 | Defense: 1,000

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Marcus blinked once, then again, as if the numbers might rearrange themselves into something more reasonable.

“Holly…!”

His voice cracked in disbelief. “Those are Divine Beast stats.”

At level zero.

Her base attributes were already brushing against those of his Nightmare Dragon Steed, and that was before equipment scaling, before growth, before optimization. Most players at level zero struggled to break triple digits in any category. Lyanna had simply stepped into the world as a fully formed combat platform.

And that was only the beginning.

He scrolled down.

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Talents

Sky Dance (Passive): When fighting from the back of the Glacier Ice Dragon, mount power increases by 30%, personal Evasion increases by 30%, and damage against aerial enemies increases by 30%. Allows the use of Teleportation within a 100-meter radius in the sky. (Usage: 10 times per level per day).

Pure Essence Body (Passive): Absorbs 50% of all incoming Water damage. Due to the elemental cycle where Water counters Fire, she also absorbs 80% of all Fire damage. Adds a 30% Freeze effect to all basic attacks.

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Teleportation in midair. Elemental absorption. Freeze on basic strikes…

Even stripped of her memories, the techniques engraved into her soul remained intact. They were not learned behaviors; they were intrinsic laws written into her being. As long as she rode her Glacier Ice Dragon and wielded the Wyvern Flame Spear, she would fight like a legend, even if she did not yet remember why.

“She’s a bigger monster than I am,” Marcus muttered, equal parts awed and faintly envious.

He continued scrolling, barely able to keep up with the rising tide of absurdity.

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Skills

Wyvern Impact (High-Tier, Active): Level 1 (0/5,000). A high-speed dive from the sky. Movement speed triples, and the next strike deals 200% of the rider’s base Attack. Includes a 30% Critical Hit bonus, a 5% chance for a Lethal Strike, and a high probability of Knockback and Stun. (Requires Glacier Ice Dragon mount. Cost: 100 MP. Cooldown: 30 seconds).

Dream-Mist Spear Shadows (High-Tier, Active): Level 1 (0/5,000). An AoE skill bestowed by the Goddess of Dreams. Manifests countless spear shadows to strike all enemies within a 10-meter frontal arc for 200% damage. (Cost: 100 MP. Cooldown: 10 seconds).

Raging Fire Dragon Burst (High-Tier, Active): Level 1 (0/5,000). Deals 500% damage to a single target plus 500 points of flat Fire damage. Includes a 20% Ignite chance, dealing at least 300 damage per second for 10 seconds. (Requires Wyvern Flame Spear. Cost: 500 MP. Cooldown: 30 seconds).

Soaring Flame Dance (Ultimate, Active): Level 1 (0/10,000). Increases all stats of allies within 5 meters by 30%. Movement and Attack Speed increase by 5 points for 30 minutes. Grants invulnerability for the first 5 seconds of activation. (Requires Wyvern Flame Spear. Cost: 10,000 HP. Cooldown: 5 minutes).

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Marcus slowly lowered his hand from the interface, then lifted it again just to confirm the numbers were real.

An ultimate that granted invulnerability on activation. A high-tier dive skill with lethal strike potential. A spammable ten-second AoE. A single-target nuke with scaling and burn.

“She doesn’t feel like a mere companion, she’s a walking boss raid.”

And unlike beast-type pets, humanoid companions could equip gear, that was the real turning point.

He opened the equipment panel.

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Equipment

Wyvern Flame Spear (Divine Artifact): Level 70 Requirement. Two-handed. Forged by the ancient Pyron Clan. The spearhead is crafted from the refined soul of Violet Essence Jade Crystal; the shaft is forged from Violet Copper Goldstone and contains the spirit of a Great Fire Dragon.

Stats: Attack +2,000, Attack Speed +5, Damage +50%, Crit Rate +30%, Lethal Strike +10%.

Bonus: +50 Strength, +100 Agility, +1,000 Fire Damage per hit, +50% Accuracy.

Skill: Fire Dragon Sky Dance (Active):

Summons a massive fire dragon to sweep a 100-meter path. Damage scales with the user’s power. Duration: 2 minutes. (Usage: 3 times per day).

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Marcus let out a low whistle.

Level seventy requirement.

Which meant that at her current level, Lyanna could not unlock even a fraction of its true destructive capacity. The weapon was essentially sealed, its monstrous bonuses dormant until she climbed high enough to wield it properly.

Even so, the fact that she possessed a Divine Artifact from the moment of resurrection was staggering. Most top guilds fought wars over items like this.

He shifted to her armor.

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Violet Mist Cloud–Rainbow Raiment (Mythic Set): Level 50 Requirement. Forged from Violet Mist Cloudstone. Lightweight yet incredibly durable.

Full Set Bonus: Defense +2,000, HP Regen +200, MP Regen +100, Evasion +50%, Defense +30%, +30% Elemental Resistance, +100 Agility.

Set Skill: Violet Mist Cloud Surge (Active): Creates a 3-meter shroud of violet mist. Ally Defense +30%, Elemental Resistance +10%, Enemy Accuracy -30%.

Set Skill: Violet Mist Dance (Active): +30% Movement Speed for 1 minute. (Cooldown: 2 minutes).

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Even without access to its full stats, the set’s design screamed endgame. Balanced survivability, evasion scaling, elemental resistance. It was tailored for a high-mobility aerial knight.

And then there was her mount.

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Mount: Glacier Ice Dragon (Divine Beast)

Level: 0. Born from the millennium ice of the Great Snowy Mountains.

HP: 1,000 | MP: 1,000 | Attack: 800 | Defense: 1,000

Talent: Glacial Body (Passive): Reduces all incoming damage by 50%. Immune to Water and Fire attacks. Freezes enemies within 3 meters (30% chance) and reduces enemy movement speed by 20%.

Skill: Life Link (Active): Max Level. If the master’s HP falls below 20%, the dragon consumes all its MP to share its life force and tank all incoming damage for the master. (Cooldown: 1 day).

Skill: Small Water Orb: Basic water magic. +50 Water damage.

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Marcus leaned back and exhaled slowly.

A Divine Beast mount with built-in damage reduction and elemental immunity. A max-level emergency protection skill that could override fatal burst damage. And it was level zero as well.

The only restraint in this absurd setup was the level requirement lock. Lyanna’s current level prevented her from fully activating the raw power of her spear and armor. If she could access everything right now, Marcus was fairly certain the three of them could walk into Mythic Beast territory and clear it without backup.

“A legendary Dragon Knight,” he murmured as his gaze drifted from the interface to the woman standing quietly beside him.

She remained mounted, her posture straight and her spear resting upright in her hand. The ice-blue glow beneath her dragon’s wings cast faint light across her armor, tracing the elegant lines of her figure. Her expression was calm, proud in a quiet way, like a mountain orchid blooming in cold air, untouched by the world around it.

“This trip to the Mist Veil Palace,” he said softly, “was the best decision I ever made.”

He had walked away with rare materials, hidden quest rewards, and enough loot to fuel weeks of progression. None of it compared to her.

Lyanna was not just powerful; she was exquisitely designed. Every detail, from the subtle gradation in her eyes to the fine engraving along her armor, felt deliberate. The game’s AI core, Skynet, had surpassed itself. She did not merely resemble a character from a cinematic trailer. She looked more refined than that, more vivid, as though she had stepped out of a myth and chosen to stand at his side.

Even compared to Lily or Serena, Lyanna’s presence carried a different weight. There was history in her bearing, a depth that suggested battles fought under forgotten skies.

The longer Marcus looked at her, the stronger the strange warmth in his chest became.

She turned her head slightly, meeting his gaze with that same soft, obedient expression, awaiting instruction. The system described her as lacking independent thought and speech in her current state, yet there was something in her eyes that did not feel empty. It felt patient.

Without fully thinking it through, Marcus stepped closer.

He lifted a hand toward hers, fingers hesitating just inches from her slender, jade-pale skin.

’I just want to know what it feels like,’ he told himself, his heart thudding in a way that felt embarrassingly real for a virtual world.

’To hold the hand of a Valkyrie. That’s not unreasonable. It’s not harassment if she’s my partner… right?’

He swallowed.

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