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Talent Awakening: I, the Weakest Awakened, Start with Dragonfire Spell

In the age of Universal Awakening on the Azure Sphere, a myriad of races and gods coexist. Devils, dark gods, and monsters descend upon the mortal realm, only to be met by the Awakened. Howard, during his Awakening Ritual, discovers dual talents— F-rank Mana Recovery, and the supreme talent: Supreme Synthesis. He keeps a low profile, hiding as a 'common magus.' Through countless acts of synthesis, he forges supreme artifacts, supreme skills, and supreme classes! Fireball synthesis... Ding! Synthesis successful, attaining D-rank skill— Fire Serpent! Fire Serpent synthesis... Ding! Synthesis successful, attaining B-rank skill— Fire Python! Fire Python synthesis... Ding! Synthesis successful, attaining S-rank skill— Dragonfire! When devils invade and dark gods descend, they are left slack-jawed by the Azure Sphere before them. "No, this is a trap... a trap disguised as a mere cupcake!"

Red_Skin_Duck · Fantaisie
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Chapter440-Neural Interface

Where am I? 

It feels as if I'm submerged under the sea, where sounds are muffled by the water, carrying a low echo.

What place is this? 

Darkness surrounds me, devoid of any touch, my body seems to have detached from my soul.

How do I get out?

Greg attempts to open his eyes, but nothing changes, save for a vague sensation emanating from somewhere.

It's like distant calls, intermittent and faint.

His memory halts abruptly at Soma's devastating blow, like a film rudely cut short.

Greg realizes a fact.

He is likely blind.

Sensation might return, but the prospect of regaining his sight seems bleak.

Pondering over this grim conjecture, Greg feels his sensation slowly returning to his body.

Or rather, he is gradually reclaiming control over his body.

He does not know how long he has been unconscious, but judging by the aches scattered across his body, the battle seems to be ongoing.