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Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

"Congratulations on receiving the following Unique Skills:- –Appraisal (Basic) –Skill Absorption (Mythic) –Universal Synthesis (Ultimate)" _____________________________________ "Synthesis Skills— Swift Sword Strike + Fire Toad's Breath." "Ding!" "Congratulations! Your Skill Synthesis was successful." "Your skills evolved into: Azula Sword Strike.‌" "Synthesis Materials— Titanium Runic Sword + Wyvern Bones" "Congratulations! You Synthesis was successful. Your Sword has evolved into Skeletal Dragon Sword." ----- In a heart-wrenching tale of loneliness and despair, Ethan's life has been one of unending tragedy. Orphaned at a young age and tormented by a relentless terminal illness, he spent his final days confined to a cold, confined hospital room. As he takes his last breath, he awakened in a mysterious void, where Ethan is given the opportunity to choose three unique skills that will define his new existence. With millions of options but only three choices, he carefully selects his path, setting the stage for an extraordinary journey of Reincarnation. Reincarnated into a fantastical world filled with magical Skills, powerful beings, and untold dangers, Ethan must navigate his new life, wielding the skills he chose to survive and thrive in a realm where anything is possible. But the question remains: Will this second life bring him the happiness and purpose he was denied in his first, or will it lead him down an even darker path? Chapter release: 2 chs/day Guys, its my first time writing, and it might not suit everyone. I can only say sorry in advance. Thanks for reading!

Elias_Nightwalker · 奇幻
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257 Chs

Chapter 67: Their First Kiss

As the dust settled, City Lord Longus descended from the sky, transforming back into his humanoid form. His steps were unsteady as he clutched his stomach tightly, his usually composed demeanor strained by an overwhelming fatigue.

"Impressive as always, my lord," one of the clan leaders said as they approached him, having finished their own battles. They wore exhausted smiles, their faces lined with weariness after the long and grueling fight. Yet, despite their fatigue, they couldn't help but flatter the city lord, their voices carrying a tone of reverence.

"How could those abominable demons ever stand a chance against you? Only if they're tired of life would they dare to invade our city."

Another old man chimed in, his tone filled with reverence. "Truly, my lord, you are the shield and sword of Arcadia. With you leading us, no force in this world or the next could ever hope to breach our defenses."