Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

. "Attention, esteemed passengers, we are about to depart. Please welcome a legendary figure from the Ufotan Planet, who will be joining us for the journey – the undefeated, the unparalleled warrior, Supreme Commander Vortix!"

Caleb raised an eyebrow, murmuring, "Undefeated, huh? This I gotta see."

The announcer continued, detailing Vortix's impressive legacy. "Supreme Commander Vortix, the pinnacle of Ufotan strength, has never been defeated in combat. Starting from the humble beginnings as a frontline soldier, he quickly ascended the ranks due to his strategic genius and unmatched combat skills."

"Among his feats," the voice boomed, "he single-handedly turned the tide of the Battle of Zentar, breaking a siege that lasted for ten Ufotan cycles. His strategies are studied in military academies across the galaxy."

Leo whistled, impressed. "Damn, this guy's a real-deal hero."

The announcer listed more of Vortix's accomplishments. "Commander Vortix also led the charge in the Intergalactic Peace Summit as chief security officer, thwarting an assassination attempt on the Galactic Council without casualties, further cementing his status as a legend."

Caleb, listening intently, smirked. "Sounds like they're putting him on a pedestal. Strongest Ufotan, huh? We'll see about that."

As the spaceship hummed to life, preparing for departure, anticipation buzzed among the crew and passengers. The presence of such a distinguished Ufotan warrior added a layer of prestige and security to their journey, sparking curiosity and respect.

"Unbeaten and still going strong, Supreme Commander Vortix is not just a soldier but a symbol of Ufotan resilience and strength," the announcer concluded, his voice filled with pride.

Caleb leaned back, his mind racing. 'An undefeated warrior, on board with us. This trip just got a lot more interesting,' he thought, already plotting how he might test the mettle of this Ufotan legend.

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When Supreme Commander Vortix entered the spaceship's main hall, the atmosphere shifted dramatically. Every Ufotan present treated him with a reverence bordering on worship. Vortix stood tall and imposing, his frame clad in armor that seemed to pulse with latent power. His eyes, a deep, glowing blue, scanned the room authoritatively, and a cape of shimmering metallic fabric trailed behind him, symbolizing his high rank and status.

As Vortix's gaze swept over the crowd, it abruptly stopped on Caleb. Striding over with a confident swagger, he addressed Caleb directly. "I have an eye for strength, and you, Earthling, radiate power. How would you like to become one of my subordinates? The benefits are vast, including access to advanced training, weapons, and even a command position within the Ufotan forces."

Caleb, leaning back with a smirk, sized up the legendary Ufotan. "You think I'm gonna jump at the chance to be your lackey just because you've got a fancy title and some shiny toys?"

Vortix, taken aback by the refusal, raised an eyebrow. "It's rare for anyone to reject such an offer. My subordinates gain honor and strength under my command."

Caleb stood up, his presence commanding. "I don't follow anyone, pal. I make my own path. And as for strength," he paused, a challenging glint in his eye, "if you can defeat me, then maybe I'll consider your offer."

The crowd around them fell silent, the tension palpable. Vortix, studying Caleb with renewed interest, gave a slow nod. "Very well, Earthling. Your spirit is commendable. It will be interesting to see if your strength matches your boldness."

The Ufotans in the crowd reacted with visible shock and anger to Caleb's brazen defiance. "How dare he disrespect the Supreme Commander?" one Ufotan muttered, his facial features contorting in outrage. "Such insolence in the presence of our greatest warrior is unheard of!"

Another whispered fiercely, "This Earthling's arrogance knows no bounds. To challenge Vortix is to court death. He has no idea of the powers he's trifling with."

The Earth officials, meanwhile, were aghast, their expressions frozen in a mix of disbelief and concern. "Adam's gone too far this time," one official whispered, the bitterness evident in his voice. "This could jeopardize our diplomatic standing with the Ufotans."

The Earth Team collectively facepalmed, with Leo murmuring, "Classic Adam, always stirring up a storm. Does he even realize what he's gotten himself into?"

In contrast, Mia sighed, "He knows what he's doing... I think. Or at least he believes he does."

Amidst the rising tension, a high-ranking Ufotan official stepped forward, his demeanor calm yet authoritative. "To settle this challenge properly, we will utilize the advanced facility on this spaceship, designed to simulate real environments and withstand significant damage."

He led Caleb and Vortix to a massive chamber within the ship, its interior morphing to create a battleground that mimicked the harsh terrain of a war-torn planet, complete with artificial gravity to match.

"This facility can replicate any terrain, from dense jungles to barren wastelands, and is equipped to absorb the impact of your powers," the official explained, ensuring the duel would not damage the spaceship or endanger its inhabitants.

Caleb surveyed the simulated environment, a smirk playing on his lips, while Vortix remained stoic, his eyes locked on Caleb, the air around them crackling with anticipation. The stage was set for a monumental showdown, one that would undoubtedly be etched in the annals of Ufotan and Earth relations.@@novelbin@@

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In the advanced simulation facility, Caleb and Vortix squared off.

Caleb, ready to demonstrate his prowess, activated his Cloud Steps ability, moving with such speed and agility that he appeared as mere blurs across the terrain, his movements fluid and unpredictable.

Utilizing his Boneless passive skill, Caleb twisted and contorted his body in unnatural ways, dodging Vortix's powerful strikes with ease. His flexibility was disconcerting, making it difficult for Vortix to land a solid hit.

As Vortix launched a series of calculated attacks, he praised Caleb's abilities. "Impressive, Earthling. Your skills are commendable, but remember, I have seen and calculated countless battle outcomes," he boasted, his every move precise, designed to counter Caleb's tactics.

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Caleb, undeterred, tapped into his Blood Cancer ability, a pseudo-Platinum skill that not only made him resilient but also allowed him to absorb some of the kinetic energy from Vortix's attacks, using it to fuel his own strength. His Hellish Resilience and Demonic Strength became more pronounced, his body emanating an aura of untamed power, his strikes becoming heavier and more forceful.

Despite Caleb's creative and aggressive use of his abilities, Vortix seemed to predict every move. "Your efforts are valiant," Vortix said, dodging a particularly vicious strike with a smug grin. "But predictability, even with varied tactics, leads to downfall."

In a swift motion, Vortix exploited a rare opening, cleaving through Caleb's arm. However, thanks to Caleb's Blood Cancer and Demonic Regeneration abilities, the severed limb regrew almost instantly, shocking the onlookers with its rapid healing.

Caleb, staring at his newly formed arm, smirked at Vortix. "Nice try, but it's gonna take more than that to take me down."

Vortix, now slightly more cautious, acknowledged Caleb's resilience. "Indeed, your regenerative abilities are extraordinary."