Christopher Martin
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The very first thing I do in this battle after finding the Conductor is switch to my human ears. Because me fighting a sound based magic using Guardian while using my blood lycan ears is a very bad idea. And the second thing I do is rush at her as fast as I possibly can to make sure she doesn’t have time to launch a mental attack on me with her Guided Song magic. A very annoying magic that combines mind control and a much more brute force attack magic. But it can only work if she’s given time to…-
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Julian can’t help but smile as he drinks his soda with a bowl of popcorn in his lap, his friends located around him simply chatting away about the tournaments. Ever since he became a Guardian, Julian’s life has improved by leaps and bounds. To the point that the only moments when he wished he were elsewhere, or that he’d made a different choice at some point were the two times he almost died, once in each Fracture. And even then, those near death experiences led him to meeting her. Not that he has…
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“Now a quick rerun of the rules from yesterday before we begin. The Class I Solo Primary tournament will last for three days, and every single round will be a one on one duel that lasts for five minutes each I blink in surprise from my place front in center amongst the competitors, the lot of us being sorted based on our university’s rank, before looking up to find a massive screen showing the equally massive brackets. And the brackets are huge. Which makes sense, considering that there are 145…
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None of us say anything for a few seconds before Sam’s grin suddenly widens like he has something nefarious in mind and he lets go of Ethan. He then approaches me and tries to put his arm around my shoulder, only for me to quickly dodge him. And while that does surprise him for a moment, he doesn’t let it interrupt whatever plot he has in mind as he grins at the others, standing next to me as he says, “How about we have a little bet, eh? That us blood magic users will make it further in the Primaries…
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“I still say you should’ve worn a dress,” Belle complains for the umpteenth time as we both stand at the edge of the little party that was originally meant to celebrate the end of the first day of the Primaries but has since been shifted to celebrate the start of the Primaries instead thanks to the Demonic Assault earlier today. “Yeah, no,” I bluntly answer while wearing my regular magi-tech armor and swirling around the glass of punch in my hand. “That’s not happening. Ever.” “But…
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The timing was rather unfortunate for the poor guy. I don’t particularly mind the timing though, since it gives me the chance to maybe reach the cap level of Class I. Since I can just reach the border between level 100 and level 101 and choose to delay my ascension to Class II till after the Primary tournament. I let out a sigh as I slaughter the zombies around another group of people before opening my terminal and directing them through the map of the large gaming arcade we’re in located on my…
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It only takes about half an hour of painfully lying on the floor for the others to either kill the diviner, or shatter their core, sending me back to standing on top of our tower in the middle of an incredibly loud stadium. And it takes quite a bit of willpower not to complain to the others about taking too long. Because that hurt. Not to mention the backlash from losing my blood shadow, which would’ve been much worse if I hadn’t already had the thing summoned for quite a long time and hadn’t…
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“Fucking damnit,” he mutters, but surprisingly doesn’t say anything else as he holds his hand out and summons some sort of fancy looking spear made out of magma along with a pair of magma gauntlets. And the man himself is wearing a fancy set of red and black medieval styled armor that seems to fit quite well with these gauntlets and the spear. Guess he isn’t the type to lose his cool? The man sprints towards me with his spear raised, clearly not using that skill again which he most likely still…
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I can’t help but frown once I reach Crimson Gourd’s tower and find too many scents lingering in the area. Or at least I think it’s too many scents? My hearing is a lot better than my sense of smell as a blood lycan, so I can’t tell for sure. But I think I smell more scents than I hear people. Maybe it’s just my imagination? After a quick check to make sure my mana is filled to max capacity, I begin climbing the tower. The mere fact that Molten Angel is still here despite his cooldown long…
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“Looks like teams Crimson Gourd and Lost in the Fog are both eliminated now,” I interrupt the others’ conversation to mention, having heard the cores shattering from here. Denise and Belle both grin at that before giving each other a fist bump, meanwhile Michael pauses in his conversation with Emily before nodding at me with a smile. “This just leaves one team remaining aside from us,” Michael says, only for all of our attention to be brought to the sky where that exact information is being…
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