I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

Chapter 325: A Broken Fella

Raven asked, ”How do you plan to cross? Do you want me to...”

Before she completed her statement, Northern vanished out of her sight and appeared instantaneously after the river of lava, right in front of the monsters.

Her eyes widened, however creased into an amazed and awed smile the instant next.

’What was that? He didn’t even walk!! He has gotten even stronger!!!’

She seemed genuinely happy at Northern’s strength, the shield appeared behind her back and immediately sprawled out its wings, carrying her into the air.

Before she arrived Northern had engaged in battle, unseen however.

All Raven could see was a surge, there was usually a surge then following it would be an upheaval of bodies that would flow into the air, spilling gore and entrails.

He sped amidst them, using Sonic Surge to generate a burst of Chaos Flames that consumed everything in his path, all he was doing for the first instance was running, running, running and running.

Which he had learned from Cal.

Cal was a Sage because of it, his Soul had a personality which was lightning, he couldn’t use Sonic Surge like Cal could but then, in the heat of the moment, he thought.

What if he just needed something to act as that soul personality that Sages have.

When one looked at it, it wasn’t much, it was just the soul essence taking on a physical body.

He thought of what he had that could fit into the description and there was none other than Chaos Flames.

The malevolent black flames that could even burn fire and wouldn’t cease to burn until that which it burns cease to exist.

This caused a portion of the battlefield to be enveloped in dancing black flames.

He was drenching everything in the sea of his Chaos Flames with Sonic Surge, not caring for which was which.

And even as at that, Northern had not covered half of the battlefield.

He was just at the very tip and had not entered into the main settlement, where the majority of the Red Walkers were situated, waiting eagerly to lunge into battle.

They were so crowded that those behind could not rush forward but only waited for their turn to come.

And Northern was plowing through with black flames from far in front.

They were like a red sea, with a small black spear of flame severing the sea from the banks.

If Raven was to estimate their numbers from an aerial view, they’d probably at least be four thousand.

Although her estimation may seem exaggerated, she was sure they were in their thousands, and it wasn’t just one thousand.

Not to say—she looked forward—there was the grand palace the evil spires reaching for the dark skies.

From the open balcony of the grand palace was the man that she had seen earlier, he was seated on a very comfortable chair, leaned backward, a smoking pipe in his mouth.

The spectral light wave, that trailed the sky was ending right at the balcony.

Raven decided to take a more keen look, then her brows frowned in disbelief.

”That...”

The lights were coming directly from the smoking pipe that Sura had in his mouth, he was gazing down at them with a cold expression, his eyes were somewhat out of it.

Unreadable, not even entertained, he was just there, as if bored.

Raven for a moment was terrified. How does this make any sense?

These lights go as far as the White Walkers region which is over a hundred kilometers.

How is a smoke pipe even emitting light in the first place, should it not be emitting smoke? Or, are these lights actually colored smokes?

Raven was confused, but she understood very well that there was a mystery to this Sura. And that mystery left her seriously bothered.

Deciding to ignore it for the time being, she dove into the battle, when she landed, there was a cataclysmic explosion of light.

One that disintegrated everyone and everything in a radius of three kilometers.

This caused a large hole to be in the sea of reds, and made the entire battlefield tremble tremendously.

Such that Northern had to pause for a moment and shake his head.

Just a step into the battlefield and she had killed way more than he had.

However, the unexpected happened at that moment.

[Do you want to copy talent Aeros Luminous(EX) for 10,000 talent fragments?]

Northern’s mouth dropped instantly, in the moment however, he swung his hand sideways, lunging his sword into the monster that had its hands raised for an overhead attack, then yanked it free and slashed upwards in a spray of violet blood.

’What the hell? Ten thousand talent fragments?!!!’

It made him remember the one person who was also like this, the dude whose talent caused five thousand talent fragments.

Aside from the fact that his slot was full already would he want to really dedicate working for ten thousand talent fragments just to come and copy her abilities?

Just how powerful is she that her talent cost ten thousand.

And it was EX,

’Isn’t that the highest talent class?’

Northern was twirling in more confusion with the passage of time he spent brooding over how insanely expensive Raven’s talents are.

He was too broke for this, he couldn’t, not now, not anytime soon.

And it pained him, to think that what he looked forward to was right in front of him and he wouldn’t be able to grasp it, not now not soon.

It was sad and painful.

’This girl is broken... She should be eradicated from the land of the living, cause what the hell?’

Although he really wished to see more about the talent. He couldn’t right now.

[See] couldn’t see through Raven’s soul. So, that made it incredibly hard.

Moreover, there was still this battle.

He spun and slashed off another monster’s head. One clone was around him, obliterating those that approached while he was distracted with stilettos.

The other was afar, he couldn’t even see that one. And he also guessed that must have been the one that witnessed Raven’s ability.

Since he didn’t see it happen.

Northern nodded and was about to continue the battle when he suddenly felt a throbbing pain stop him.

He frowned and tried to walk but his chest was tight.

Mortal Blade and Soul Taker slipped away from his hand, as he dropped to his knees.

He tried to resist it but it got even more painful, it was like his insides were in turmoil, fighting with each other.

Suddenly the clone fighting around him disappeared.

Then Northern saw:

[You have reached 2000 talent fragments]

[Your soul is evolving...]

’What? How? When?’