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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
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756 Chs

The Rift's Soul Core

CHAPTER 103

Northern failed to think about the aftermath. His visual prowess was undoubtedly a great one but did it come without flaws.

He figured it would certainly have one or two backlash but he didn't just bother himself about it.

Maybe he was too careless about the whole thing or he was just too wrapped up in the moment that he lost himself.

His vision blurred. Feeling his force on his Lance reduce, Koll didn't take any chance.

He twirled the red Lance and plunged it into Northern's stomach, raising him up with it.

Northern coughed out a palette of crimson, the visage of Koll from his point of view was becoming, two, three, four…

The blurriness in his eyes didn't seem to be going away anytime soon.

A small wistful smile curled up Northern's lips, he dispelled his weapon and grabbed on the Lance.