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I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

The convolution of worlds are governed by a set of gods, each god is given a world to rule and there can be skirmishes between them – as a result of one between Nexus, the god of trickery and a senile old hag Elliot reincarnated into Ul’Tra-el by mistake. Ul’Tra-el is a world that grew a voice, because of this voice, it began to take a different path from other worlds -- it was filled with a core anomaly – rifts. Dimensions began to leak into each other, vomiting outrageous monsters. In response or as an auto-correction to such anomaly, talents were awakened in the inhabitants of Ul’Tra-el and they gained tremendous power, for every rift they close down, they were rewarded massively by the voice of the world called Ul. In a hardcore world like this one, our MC (Northern) reincarnated as a talentless individual but in the face of a death and a head splitting revelation... ...when all hopes seemed lost. {System Notice} Your Soul cannot take a form Searching for Unique pattern ability for your soul searching... search found. Unique System ability has been found... Unique System Ability [CopyCat] has been gained. Awakening Unique ability... Northern gained a talent copying system! ... Follow Northern through his journey as he becomes the pinnacle of this world. This a story about a white-haired boy’s rise from rubbles!! Note: This is an overpower genre but MC does not just start off like that. Even though MC can copy talents he doesn't just jump around copying talents because there's a limitation. However, his rise to strength is depicted and is an experience to enjoy. The first few hundreds would be frustrating to follow because MC is weak but that makes the experience all the more interesting when MC finally gets freaking strong and starts wiping the floor with everyones asses.

RighteousFilth · 奇幻
分數不夠
768 Chs

Emissaries Of Darkness

Her eyes trembled before the circle of black flames that swirled on Northern's sides.

Northern's eyes opened, diverting into two, and without warning, he plunged forward.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of her, hurling the spear from below.

The lady, with her eyes shaking with disbelief, staggered back and belatedly pushed her upper back lower to allow the attack to slip past her upwards.

Northern immediately rebounded his attack, twisting in an unnatural manner and bringing it back down.

But faster than him, the lady threw a kick—which he had to jump away from mid-attack.

The lady thought she had finally given space. But she hadn't even breathed before Northern drifted back to her front like a persistent mosquito.

He lunged a thrust towards her in that same moment, but reacting reflexively, her spear deflected it upwards.

Northern's hand was already shooting towards her, cloaked in the black flames.