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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
756 Chs

Trails Of Disaster

Perhaps because of the daylight, Northern's journey back to the castle gate was serene – at one point, it almost felt too peaceful.

There were no signs of life, no monsters, not even a crawling ant. The city felt deserted, in fact.

He stopped at Master Annette's place to check on her, but she was not around. Then he proceeded to the castle gate.

Having to pass through the crowd of shelters scattered here and there left a bitter taste in Northern's mouth.

For some reason, he was reminded of homeless folks who had been victims of horrible natural disasters like earthquakes or tsunamis.

'There was quite a lot of that where I'm from,' he dwelled momentarily on the thought of how ruinous and pitiful the people looked.

But he strangled that thought a couple of seconds later. There was nothing he could do about it. The disaster had caused so much damage that no one could ever contain or prevent it.