Chaos Everywhere

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[Name: Ragnar Frostheart]

[Age: 22]

[Class: Nordic Juggernauts]

[Potential: Supreme]

[Bloodline: Frostforged Heritage: 100%]

[Realm: Human: Saint, Beast: Saint Beast]

[Rank:5]

[Mana: 102,000]

[Cosmic Energy: 70,000]

[STR: 8900| AGL: 7100| DEX: 6300| INT: 6800| DEF: 9800 | HEA: 7500]

[Role: Glacial Strategist]

[Trust Level: 100%]

>>Element

[Ice: 45% Mastery] | [Water: 52% Mastery] | [Wind: 10% Mastery]

>>Abiliies

[Transform: Passive]

>> The Beast can transform into its human form at will.

Note: All stats will be reduced by 10%

[Northern War Cry: Passive]

>>With a bellow that echoes across the frozen expanse, Ragnar can unleash a war cry that inspires his allies and strikes fear into the hearts of his enemies. This ability may boost his allies' morale and combat effectiveness while causing enemies to hesitate or falter.

[Glacial Tempest - Avtive] - (Tier 9)

[Blizzard's Wrath]

>>Unleashes a freezing tempest, encasing enemies in a swirling blizzard that deals massive ice damage over time and reduces their movement speed.

[Windborne Frost]

>>The gusts of wind accompanying the tempest extend its reach, allowing it to affect a wide area and catch enemies off-guard.

[Frozen Fortification:**

>>Allies within the tempest gain a temporary ice shield, reducing incoming damage and making them immune to crowd control effects.

[Icy Cyclone Finisher:**

>>After the blizzard subsides, a cyclone of ice and wind erupts, dealing a final burst of damage to any surviving enemies.

(Upgradable)

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[Runic Fracture - Avtive] - (Tier 9)

[Rune Shatter]

>>Strikes the ground, creating shockwaves that fracture the very fabric of reality, dealing immense damage and disrupting enemy abilities.

[Glacial Surge]

>>Releases a surge of icy energy, freezing enemies in the vicinity and rendering them vulnerable to additional damage.

[Windweaver's Embrace]

>>Allies within the shattered runes gain increased movement speed and a temporary boost to their offensive capabilities.

[Temporal Distortion]

>>Temporarily distorts time within the fractured runes, slowing down enemy movements and reactions.

(Upgradable)

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[Valkyrie's Vortex - Avtive] - (Tier 9)

[Aerial Domination]

>>Summons a swirling vortex of ice and wind, lifting enemies into the air and rendering them helpless for a brief period.

[Frostbite Wings]

>>Allies within the vortex gain ethereal frost wings, granting them temporary flight and increased maneuverability.

[Icy Zephyr]

>>The vortex infuses allies with the essence of a frosty zephyr, enhancing their attack speed and reducing cooldowns.

[Valkyric Judgment]

>>As the vortex dissipates, a wave of celestial energy descends, dealing massive damage to airborne enemies.

(Upgradable)

'This is overly powerful. Why is it that so many subordinates always acquire the best abilities?'

[That's because you suck]

'I'm not going to bother with you, but tell me, can I provide them with techniques that match their classes?'

[Certainly, but that section will be accessible in the system store only when you enter the Semi-Saint Realm. Moreover, you'll need a substantial amount of fire points if you desire quality techniques for them.]

'Good to know. I guess I have to start farming for Fire Points.' After saying that, he promptly turned to the system to initiate the creation of his next subordinate.

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In the heart of the Thunderclaw Voltalion quadrant, Sabrat and Rowan began wreaking havoc. Headless beasts lay scattered across the ground, and blood flowed like a river.

These beasts are inherently ruthless, designed to lay waste to numerous beast races throughout the dark forest.

Lara had already instructed Sabrat on the types of beasts they should eliminate and those they shouldn't unless attacked first.

Sabrat's daggers danced between his fingers as he skillfully sliced and diced through the bodies of the beasts as if they were made of butter. He utilized the shadows cast by the creatures to seamlessly leap from one target to another.

As they continued to lay waste to the beasts, ethereal forms of the creatures, resembling their souls, entered a portal, exuding an aura of decay. Sabrat, being a Hell Assassin, embodied hellish and decaying elements. The more the portal absorbed the souls of the beasts, the more powerful he became.

Meanwhile, Rowan engaged in something extraordinary. Instead of outright killing the beasts, he activated his Whispering Shadows ability, seamlessly jumping between them and leaving runic marks on their bodies. His presence remained hidden from the beasts due to his ability; they only managed to detect him when he sliced and left marks on their bodies with his dagger.

After some time, he halted and raised his arm, having left marks on over 300 beasts. As soon as he did that, the shadows of the 300-plus beasts began to move toward him. They shifted and enveloped him, imparting an ethereal and eerie sensation on him.

His height began to increase. His eyes turned pitch black, and a massive crown materialized on his head as he rose to 4 meters in height. His overall appearance transformed into that of a dark demon, seemingly sent from the depths of the abyss. In his arms, a 3-meter bone staff materialized.

"Abyssal Torture - First Form: Shadow Grasp." Immediately after uttering these words, the abyss opened, and shadows descended upon the beasts he had marked. They entwined around the creatures, infiltrating through their noses.

Agonizing screams erupted from the beasts as they seemed to endure gruesome mental torture. They began to randomly attack each other, their minds no longer under their control but manipulated by Rowan's hands, standing tall and dark, as he gazed upon the chaos in front of him with an emotionless demeanor.

The more they killed, the more his army of monsters under his command increased. The abyssal energy continued to temporarily give life to the fallen beasts, a consequence of both Rowan and Sabrat's relentless attacks.

Sabrat paused for a moment, observing Rowan who continued to torture the beasts without a care for the world. A small smile escaped Sabrat's lips as he sensed that Rowan also possessed an Innate Ability, just like him.

Screams of agony echoed as Sabrat and Rowan laid waste to the Thunderclaw Voltalion. The once formidable beasts now lay helpless at the feet of two abnormal beings.

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Twenty kilometers away in a serene and melodic quadrant, Ragnar the Berserker faced off against a formidable beast specializing in sonic attacks. The battlefield, illuminated by the soft glow of distant moons, set the stage for this clash of titans.

Ragnar, embodying the true spirit of a Viking, moved with an intimidating presence across the terrain. However, the sonic beast, cunning and elusive, proved to be a challenge for his powerful yet straightforward attacks.

As the beast lunged forward, a deafening sonic wave shook the air. Ragnar staggered, but his resolve held firm. He attempted to encase the creature in ice with his Blizzard's Wrath ability, but the beast countered effortlessly, shattering the ice with a mere hum.

Undeterred, Ragnar persisted, landing an axe strike that pushed the creature back, though only a few meters. The relentless exchange continued, with the Viking attempting Blizzard's Wrath again, only to face the beast's cancellation through an ear-piercing sound. The intensity of the sonic assault caused Ragnar to vomit blood, a testament to the magnitude of the battle.

Oblivious to the beast's continued long-range attacks, Ragnar, driven by his tank-like nature, sought to close the distance and rely on brute force. The beast, however, skillfully evaded and retreated, maintaining a safe distance while its sonic attacks took a toll on Ragnar.

Despite the mounting damage, Ragnar remained resolute, choosing not to tap into his cosmic energy. While a regular warrior might have succumbed, Ragnar perceived this as an opportunity to test his limits.

With blood dripping from his mouth, Ragnar decided to escalate the confrontation. "Runic Fracture - Second Move: Glacial Surge!" A surge of freezing ice energy immobilized the beast, but just as Ragnar descended for a decisive strike, the creature shattered the ice with a sonic cry, sending him flying.

The Sonic Behemoth retaliated with a barrage of sonic blasts, forcing Ragnar to dodge and weave through the onslaught. This continued for a full five minutes.

Undeterred by the setback, Ragnar contemplated his master's interest in the creature's body and core. "You must be very valuable for my master to send me after you."

Rising to his feet, he unleashed the Glacial Surge once again, assessing the beast's resilience. A smirk played on his lips as he noticed the creature taking five seconds to break free.

Ragnar, undeterred, began strategizing. Over the next ten minutes, he observed the beast adapting to the Glacial Surge but also discovered a weakness. Utilizing his water wind element, he fused a gaseous form of ice into a small surge of wind, momentarily blinding the beast.

Capitalizing on this opportunity, Ragnar utilized the wind to enhance his agility, appearing in front of the beast in a blink. Coated with ice, his axe struck true, embedding into the creature's head.

The Sonic Beast howled in pain, the shockwave of its anguish reverberating through the air. But due to the ice-coated strike, a surge of freezing energy coursed through the beast, freezing it in its tracks.

Ragnar wasted no time as he immediately stored the body and core, then began his return to where Rasoul was.

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Unknown Place: Kinda

"It's confirmed. The Princess will be returning to the capital tomorrow," a hooded figure announced, addressing nine others seated in a room at an undisclosed location.

"How many guards will be with her?" one of them inquired before adding in an arrogant tone, "Tsk, it's not like they can stop us, anyway."

"She will be moving with 20 Grandmasters and 3 Semi-Saints," the hooded figure answered, unfazed.

"Then we must prepare and take her out before she gets to the capital."

"Make sure nothing goes wrong tomorrow. A lot is riding on this mission, and we can't afford to fail...One of them spoke; he appeared to be their leader.

It seemed as if the cloaked figures were scheming to assassinate the Princess during her journey to the capital tomorrow. They were aware that if she reached the capital, eliminating her would be more challenging. Little did they know, 14 semi-saints lurked in the shadows, prepared to shield her from all assaults.

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Orange Field City:

"I've chosen 20 Grandmasters and 3 Semi-Saints to escort us back to the capital tomorrow," Vira conveyed to Princess Vina, who was engrossed in handling some documents.

"Isn't having 20 Grandmasters a bit excessive? The capital isn't that distant, and Rasoul and his companions have already dealt with the Dark Minions," questioned Princess Vina, expressing her concerns.

"You can never be too cautious, Princess. Moreover, there's no harm in having 20 Grandmasters accompany us," asserted Vira.

"You're too serious sometimes, Vira. At times, it feels like you're commanding an army as a general," remarked Vina, adding a touch of lightness to her comment.

"Guess someone had to be the serious one," chuckled Vira with a subtle undertone.

"Hey, I overheard that," teased the princess as she playfully lunged at Vira, catching her by the waist and pulling her in.

"You know, you don't have to be serious all the time. Relax a bit, and let's have some fun. You're not my servant but my sister, so act like the sister of a Princess," Princess Vina advised Vira as they continued to revel in each other's company, oblivious to the lurking danger overhead.

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Back in the forest, Rasoul started creating his next subordinate.

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[Select how to proceed]

>>Random Creation

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