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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\

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The Wasteland Display Event

As the aircraft roared away from the drop zone, leaving behind a swirling cloud of dust, the live broadcast shifted to a pair of commentators seated in a sleek, futuristic studio. The background displayed a live feed from the drone tailing the White Comets' aircraft, along with real-time analytics and combat footage from the ongoing mission.

Marcus, with his confident demeanor, leaned forward slightly as the camera zoomed in on the aircraft and nodded thoughtfully as he watched the footage.

"Now, as we follow the White Comets' aircraft heading into the Wastelands."

"It's worth noting that this is no ordinary aircraft. Unlike the standard military-grade transports used by most guilds, the White Comets are flying in what many consider to be the crown jewel of the Wei family's engineering prowess."

The camera panned over the sleek, aerodynamic lines of the aircraft, the polished metal surface gleaming under the harsh sun.