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I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

Here's the link to the discord server: https://discord.com/invite/XVNaUKEPmb The convolution of worlds are govern by a set of gods, each god is given a world to rule and there can be skirmishes between them – as a result of one between Nexus, the god of trickery and a senile old hag Elliot reincarnated into Ul’Tra-el by mistake. Ul’Tra-el is a world that grew a voice, because of this voice, it began to take a different path from other worlds -- it was filled with a core anomaly – rifts. Dimensions began to leak into each other, vomiting outrageous monsters. In response or as an auto-correction to such anomaly, talents were awakened in the inhabitants of Ul’Tra-el and they gained tremendous power, for every rift they close down, they were rewarded massively by the voice of the world called Ul. In a hardcore world like this one, our MC (Northern) reincarnated as a talentless individual but in the face of a death and a head splitting revelation... ...when all hopes seemed lost. {System Notice} Your Soul cannot take a form Searching for Unique pattern ability for your soul searching... search found. Unique System ability has been found... Unique System Ability [CopyCat] has been gained. Awakening Unique ability... Northern gained a talent copying system! ... Follow Northern through his journey as he becomes the pinnacle of this world. This a story about a white-haired boy’s rise from rubbles!!

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The Castle Lord [part 3]

The impact was deafening, a thunderous clash of steel and enigmatic might that sent shockwaves rippling through the chamber.

Even though Northern's clone had stood his ground powerfully, he flew away like a ragdoll, crashing into the wall and almost shattering it.

Night Terror instantly rushed forward, its massive form becoming a black blur of motion as it unleashed a torrent of black flames and claws upon the castle lord.

Koll twisted and contorted, his demonic visage twisting into a rictus of fury as he fended off the dual assault.

Despite crashing into the wall, Northern's clone quickly regained his footing. Determination etched across his face, he lunged forward, his sword glinting with a cold, silver light.

Night Terror also joined the attack, its claws burning with a black flame that looked like live darkness.

Nortnern at first wondered what it was, but at a second glance through the clone's eye, he could tell.

Void essence.