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Talent Awakening: Draconic Overlord Of The Apocalypse

"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 · Fantasia
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335 Chs

The Blood-Drenched Spear

Another group of Nagas were shaken by the mere sight of Mar'Garet. They threw their weapons and began to flee for their lives. Mar'Garet's lips curled into a sadistic smile as she gazed at them.

"You think you can run from me?" she whispered. Her free hand glowed with crimzon mana as she raised it, her fingers curling. The air seemed to freeze, and the fleeing Nagas halted mid-slither, their movements halted by an invisible force.

"Shattering motion law," she said.

The creatures tried to free themselves against the unseen hold, their eyes wide with fear. Slowly, Mar'Garet began to walk toward them. Each step she took sent chills down their spines. She gripped her spear, and then suddenly her body surged forward in a burst of speed that sent a shockwave rippling through the lagoon, causing her to momentarily vanish.

BOOM!

In the blink of an eye, she was before them. Her spear moved in a blur as she swung it.