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Talent Awakening: Draconic Overlord Of The Apocalypse

Updates daily at 8:00 (GMT +8) "Level up? Dragons?" Eighteen. The age of Awakening. An important moment where every human in the desolate maga-cities unlocks their Talent, a unique ability to carve a path in this monster-plagued apocalyptic world. Alister Hazenworth, a graduating student, and a rising star at the prestigious Aegis Academy, was destined for greatness. His exceptional athleticism and magical aptitude promise a powerful Talent – a guarantee for a secure life and social status. But fate had different plans. During Alister's Awakening ceremony, it's revealed that he's a Summoner. Instead of admiration, he faces mockery. His once bright future turns bleak as his "friends" desert him for Talents they see as more "useful." left alone, Alister awakens a system. [Host found, system binding...] [System binded successfully.] [Congrats, you have gain the status of 'player'.] [Ding!! Congrats to the player for awakening The Dragonforge - an overlord system.] [Ding!! it has been detected that the player possesses a latent draconic aspect, and as such will only be able to summon dragons!!] [Will the player like to proceed with their first summoning?] Cast aside and underestimated, Alister becomes a force to be reckoned with. He embarks on a journey, building his own dragon army – a crew of majestic wyverns, fearsome drakes, and ancient wyrms. He raids the wastelands, reclaims lost resources, and dismantles the prejudice against summoners. Every day, his power grows, his bond with his dragons deepens, and his legend spreads like wildfire. Discord server: https://discord.gg/zbQwWCSCrn [A/N: This is a slow paced novel, don't expect the protagonist to suddenly start out overpowered and start dominating left and right, he will become an overlord of dragons, yes, but it will take time. (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)] Cover made by me /⁠ᐠ⁠。⁠ꞈ⁠。⁠ᐟ⁠\

Zurbluris · ファンタジー
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393 Chs

A Forgotten Order

Mar'Garet froze mid-step, her eyes narrowing dangerously. Slowly, she turned her head to face him, her crimson gaze locking onto his. "What did you just say?" Her voice was low, filled with barely contained fury.

Alister took a step forward, his expression calm but his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Your lord's last order. My last order. What was it?"

Mar'Garet's grip tightened on her spear, her anger flaring. "You're not only impersonating him, but now you dare to claim I'm not following his orders?"

"That's it! I won't tolerate this any longer!" She whirled around, her spear raised, ready to strike.

But in an instant, before she could act, Alister moved, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. His smile widened, taunting. "Oh? You really can't remember your lord's last order? I'm just asking a simple question. No need to get so hot-blooded, Mar'Garet. You just need to answer, that's all."