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

Update Daily! 9 AM PST ---------------------- 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!" ---------------------- WSA 2023 Entry! Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

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Chapter89-Regeneration

Although the attack damage could be negated, the special effects, those intrinsic mechanisms, could not be.

With this realization, Howard hatched a plan.

The Icy Touch of the Winter Goddess was a pure effect of assault, capable of instantly annihilating any monster with a total HP not exceeding ten times his own.

And the Death Octopus fit this criterion perfectly!

The thought invigorated Howard. Ignoring the terrifying waves crashing towards him, he brandished the Soul Nurturer. 

In an instant, his entire being seemed to transform into a whirlpool, exuding a powerful gravitational pull.

Endless cold converged, taking the form of a breathtaking silhouette.

A pale blue chill solidified into the figure of the Winter Goddess, her detached gaze seeming capable of freezing all in its path.

A crystalline sound rang out, and the spring began to ice over. Frost spread rapidly, even ensnaring the tentacles lurking beneath.