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Supreme BeastTamer: I Can Copy and Upgrade Skills 10x!

'Hmmmm...so I just have to witness the skill being used to copy it...then I can evolve this skill ten times it's initial power?' Nox was skeptical as he looked at the screen flickering on his retina. I mean, how was something so insane even possible? Copying a skill itself was very bad-assed, and you mean to say he could evolved the copied Skill ten times it's initial power, exponentially surpassing the original owner? Why would the gods let such broken talent even exist? 'Well it's just one way to find out...' Luckily just then, he saw two powerfull beings fighting mid air. Their fight sent shockwaves billowing in all directions, causing Nox to take a couple of Steps back. At that moment, he activated his talent... [Mimicry activated!] [Target: Cosmic Entity Arkea - Successfully copied Skill "Gravity Manipulation"!] [Description: Gravity Manipulation Creates a localized gravity field, slowing enemies within a 5-meter radius by 20% for 5 seconds.] [Upgrading Gravity Manipulation 10x!] [Ding! You have Awaken Gravitational Singularity!] [Description: Gravitational Singularity Creates a singularity that pulls in enemies within a 20-meter radius, dealing 5,000 damage and stunning them for 5 seconds. Allies within the area gain a 30% damage boost for 10 seconds.] [Do you wish to keep this skill or bestow it to your Pet?] "No fucking way!" Nox exclaimed in shock. "I-its real!"

MidnightWolfe · Fantasy
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The Event [5]

"Wait, is he challenging someone from that area? I thought that place was only filled with nobles! Is he challenging a noble?"

Hushed whispers swept through the coliseum as the spectators noticed where the prince was aiming his sword. Soon, many recognized the dark-haired girl.

"She's the one with that old man."

"Oh my god, don't tell me he's planning to behead her like the others... What did she do? She's so young."

"This prince is a demon. He's even crueler than his father." The murmurs were low, barely audible to the guards. Despite their quietness, the crowd was united in cursing the king, Ainsworth, and the entire royal family.

"What is the meaning of this?!" Nathan's voice boomed like thunder through the coliseum as he jumped to his feet, glaring down at the prince. If looks could kill, the prince would have died a million times over. Intense flames swirled in Nathan's eyes, his expression twisted in anger.