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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
Classificações insuficientes
335 Chs

To Gain An Overlord's Favour

Meanwhile...

The alleyway was dimly lit, the soft glow of a flickering streetlamp casting long shadows along the streets. The moon hung high in the sky, shining its silver glow over the world below. In the distance, the faint hum of traffic echoed, but here, in this narrow passage, it was quiet.

A sleek black car idled near the entrance of the alley. Inside, Lady Lian sat elegantly, her posture relaxed, as if she were in complete control of her surroundings.

She held her phone in her delicate hand, her crimson-painted nails tapping softly against its casing. The screen displayed the recently ended call.

She gazed at the name on the screen:

Alister/Master Spade.

With a faint smile on her face, she lowered the phone to her lap. Her sharp eyes reflected the moonlight as she looked out the window and whispered to herself:

"It seems it was just as I suspected."

"Alister... Is Master Spade."