Host: Theresia van Astrea
Class: Sword Saint
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Level: 100
Stamina: 99999
Strength: 99999
Agility: 99999
Spirit: 99999
Skills:
Funeral: Performs three single-target attacks on the enemy with the lowest defense, each dealing about 100% of attack power as damage.
This attack comes with a defense-reduction effect, suitable for targeting high-defense units.
Chain of Protection: Establishes a link between herself and a teammate, providing a massive defense bonus.
While linked, if the teammate is attacked, the damage is shared by Theresia, and it can also increase movement speed or trigger chain lightning.
Iron Shield: Shield Effect: Blocks one instance of damage for herself or a teammate, lasting 7 to 8 seconds, during which they are immune to all damage.
Bleed Effect: If the shield is successfully activated, the target enters a bleeding state, losing 10% of their maximum HP per second for 7 seconds, triggering at most once every 8 seconds.
Ultimate Skill · Astrea Family Sword Strike: Gathers atmospheric mana into the sword blade, delivering a powerful swing that deals 1000% of attack power as damage to the target, shared among all enemies.
It is an AI-assisted group skill; if there is only one unit on the opposing side, it can be considered the ultimate skill with the highest multiplier.
Passive Skill · Divine Protection of the Death God: Applies a bleeding state, with damage calculated based on Theresia’s attack power.
Each stack of bleeding comes with a 20% reduction in the target’s HP recovery; stacking 5 times results in a healing prohibition effect.
With a high combo rate, the bleeding stacks can be filled quickly, making it suitable for long-term endurance battles.
Passive Skill · Divine Protection of the Sword Saint: Grants the wielder extreme swordsmanship talent, pushing their potential in the way of the sword to the limit, allowing sword skills to reach their peak directly, enabling extraordinary combat power without the need for long, arduous training.
All physical and magical damage enjoy additional critical hit rate and critical damage bonuses; the base critical hit rate is increased by 200%, and critical damage is increased from the default 500% to 1000%.
At the same time, only the holder of this Divine Protection can draw and unleash the full power of the dragon sword, a blade capable of slaying anything that cannot be slain.
Weapon: +32 dragon sword.
Gold Coins: 99,000,000,000,000.
Coupons: 75,346,464.
Revival Coins: 1,948,450.
She had completely inherited all of Theresia’s qualifications, innate skills, and max level from the game without any weakening; all top-tier attributes, artifact equipment, and combat instincts were replicated exactly into this body.
This meant that Theresia’s current true combat power had long since transcended the conventional limits of this world, making her unreasonably powerful.
“Level one hundred—it’s already the max level. In this world, those who can reach this level are probably few and far between.”
To put it bluntly, Theresia’s current strength is such that even if she just stood there and let people hit her, they would exhaust themselves to death before she even lost any HP.
“My normal attack is a three-hit combo with defense reduction, I have a link skill to protect teammates, Iron Shield for damage immunity plus bleeding, and an ultimate skill with a 1000% multiplier… is this even human?”
Theresia silently calculated the values on the system panel, feeling a wave of satisfaction in her heart,
“A max-level account is just comfortable. I grinded for so long in my previous life and spent over a hundred thousand—it wasn’t in vain after all.”
“Although I lost my important ‘little brother’ after transmigrating, I got this panel in exchange, so it’s barely a fair trade.”
“However, come to think of it, I am the female Sword Saint… Sword Saint Theresia van Astrea.”
Theresia suddenly thought of something, and her footsteps paused slightly.
In the original work, Theresia van Astrea was the previous Sword Saint, Reinhard’s grandmother, and a legendary figure who had long since passed away.
Her strength was so great that when she was alive, she was almost synonymous with invincibility; even a disaster-class monster like the White Whale wasn’t much of a threat before her.
Of course, if nothing unexpected happened, then something unexpected did happen.
During the crusade against the White Whale, she was plotted against by the Witch of Vainglory, Pandora.
This forced Theresia van Astrea to transfer the Divine Protection of the Sword Saint to her newborn grandson, Reinhard.
Consequently, Theresia van Astrea lost her strongest defense and attack buffs, ultimately falling in the White Whale crusade.
But that was for the sake of the plot; it didn’t mean she wasn’t strong.
“Although I am the Theresia from the game, I am still very strong.”
Theresia tried clenching her fist, applying a little force.
The air emitted a slight popping sound, and the surrounding mana particles automatically gathered toward her palm, forming a tiny mana vortex.
“I wonder how my current strength compares to the ceiling of this world, Reinhard?”
“That guy is officially recognized as the strongest, with more Divine Protections than one can count—things like ‘Divine Protection of the Sword Saint’, ‘Divine Protection of Evasion’, ‘Divine Protection of Healing’, ‘Divine Protection of Immunity to Poison’, ‘Divine Protection of Never Getting Lost’…”
“He even has the ‘Divine Protection of Evenly Sprinkled Salt’; he’s practically the author’s favorite son.”
Theresia suddenly laughed at this thought,
“But then again, Reinhard is my grandson—in the literal sense, not the insulting kind, but the biological grandson, a direct blood relative within three generations.”
“Although my physiological age is eighteen and my mental age isn’t much older, according to the setting, I am his grandmother.”
This realization gave Theresia a strange feeling.
“I’m an eighteen-year-old beautiful girl with an eighteen-year-old grandson—what kind of magical realism plot is this?”
“If others found out, wouldn’t they suspect that I gave birth to his father when I was three?”
Theresia shook her head, deciding not to think about this complicated problem for the time being.
After all, in the original plot, Theresia had already fallen in the battle against the White Whale decades ago.
In everyone’s perception, this previous Sword Saint was long since a dusty legend.
As long as she didn’t try to claim her identity, who would associate an eighteen-year-old red-haired beautiful girl with an old predecessor who had been dead for many years…
Just as she was thinking this, Theresia saw a fruit stand not far ahead.
The stall owner was a burly, brawny man with a menacing scar on his face, his muscles as solid as if they were carved from rock.
Just looking at that face and that physique, people would believe you if you said he was a bandit leader.
But he had a head of bright green short hair—a color as vibrant as fresh spring grass—which formed an extremely sharp contrast with his fierce appearance.
Theresia took one look and recognized this person.
Kadmon, a minor supporting character who appeared in the original work.
A fruit merchant who looked fierce but was actually honest and trustworthy, with a beautiful wife and a cute daughter at home; he was a good man working hard for his family.
“Beautiful young lady, would you like to try some fresh apples?”
Kadmon saw Theresia walking over, holding a small red fruit in his palm, and greeted her proactively.
“These apples have a nice color.”
Theresia walked closer and found that the apples were indeed exquisite, each one round and plump, emitting a faint fruity fragrance.
“The young lady has a good eye…” Kadmon grinned, and the scar on his face twisted along with it, looking even scarier,
“These apples were just picked from the orchard this morning. They are very sweet. A young lady as beautiful as you will surely become even more beautiful after eating my apples.”
Theresia raised an eyebrow, looking at him with great interest:
“Mister, your sales pitch is quite practiced, isn’t it?”
“Not at all, not at all,” Kadmon scratched his head, looking a bit embarrassed,
“When you’re in business, you have to know how to talk a little, but I’m telling the truth—you are indeed the most beautiful customer I’ve seen today.”
“The most beautiful you’ve seen today?” Theresia teased him on purpose.
“What about yesterday? The day before yesterday?”
Kadmon was taken aback; he didn’t expect this beautiful young customer to dig so deep.
He thought for a moment and answered earnestly:
“I haven’t seen anyone more beautiful than you these past few days, honestly.”
“Hahahaha, Mister, you sure know how to talk.”
Theresia laughed out loud; her laughter was crisp and melodious, like silver bells, causing several passersby to sneak glances over here again.
“No, no, I’m not good with words; I’m just telling the truth.” Kadmon laughed honestly,
“So, young lady, would you like to try a few apples?”
“Boss, how much for one of these apples?”
Theresia picked up an apple and asked, imitating a certain classic tone.