Christopher Martin
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Priam had never had a clear choice to make between surviving and saving New Earth. Simply, his actions had gradually led him down the way of survival. A path he now had to follow. He briefly questioned himself. Was it selfish to put his own life and his family’s before others? Perhaps. But Priam understood this was his personality. He was beginning to accept the consequences. Should he be ashamed? He didn't think he was a monster. A monster would have no qualms about killing people. For Priam, the lives…
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Hyshana wiped her sword on the monster's fur. Turning towards the exit, she sheathed her weapon. The sand crunched under the metal of her armor, and the smoke rising from it was not only due to its high temperature. "The thirty-fifth wave is not a walk in the park, right?" No sooner had the new Champion emerged from the arena than a vulture was already trying to unsettle her. Sighing under her mask, she turned to one of Ishaka's subordinates. "Your master took twenty-seven minutes to finish his fight.…
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His consciousness grazed reality. The world seemed to have changed as a flood of information assailed him. His Domain, mist and physical senses were sending him too much data. Taking a second, Priam reviewed his rewards. Most of them were self-evident. He had chosen Priam opened gray eyes on the world. Mist lurked in them, giving them a unique, disturbing color. These eyes watched the ground approaching at full speed. Theoretically, it was a form of mental manipulation, but Priam accepted it. After…
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The cloud vibrated, acknowledging Priam's effort. Around him, the drops turned to ink. No more light came through as the Tribulation's aura changed. A cold, hard impression bewildered Priam. This cloud was not his friend. Snorting, Priam activated Tribulation didn't think so. Despite his Titles and other improvements, As With a thought, the mist bubble surrounding his soul awoke. Microscopic runes ran through it as the Supremacy activated. The next moment, Damocles' rage seemed far away. Around…
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As he finished reading his notification, Priam reflected that his pain had disappeared. Or rather, that it had lessened. His memories had returned - at least partially. Priam activated Which he did before consulting his Trees of Merits. He intended to take every advantage he could. Satisfied, Priam felt his mind stabilize further. If he understood the Merit correctly, his Title now allowed him to leave his body. The possibilities were numerous: he could spy on his surroundings, detach himself from his…
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Louis could feel the drops of water trickling gently down his body. Their path, guided by gravity, took them relentlessly to his feet, where they joined a small puddle. Everywhere, the lethal deluge was falling. Even without Priam's warning, Louis had directly felt the immense weight of the cloud. The source of the rain was a cloud in appearance only. Louis saw it as a vast, heavy mountain. Or perhaps the graveyard of a million weapons, like a battlefield. "What a bloody day..." Every drop hid a…
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Promesse struck the cyclops' eye before sliding across it. The weapon continued its trajectory, following the visual organ's curvature before striking the eyebrow's arch. Smashing through the bone, and the brain behind it, it burst the cyclops' head. Priam raised an eyebrow at the result of his attack. He had been careful to strike from the cyclops' blind spot: his back. After all, his eye seemed capable of miracles, and Priam hadn't wanted to risk being detected despite being in his mist. However, at…
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The fissure was small, but it was there. Priam turned quickly to Mercury’s man. "Get my father to safety," he said before running off toward the Ducal Palace. Mercury had promised to find Alain and keep him safe until his reunion with Priam. Only until then. Of course, Priam wanted to see his dad again, but the situation was terribly dangerous. His father's safety was more important. With a heavy heart, Priam raced towards the Ducal Palace. Located in the center of New Earth, the building sparkled…
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As Priam fled in the direction of New Earth, the wave of locusts reached the wyvern's corpse. The hive mind created by the Tribulation was programmed to pursue three objectives. To increase the volume of the swarm. To devour everything in its path once it had reached a certain critical mass. To focus on the one who had triggered the Tribulation. That's why the locusts stopped for a moment, hesitating between pursuing Priam and devouring the wyvern's body. The insects' ability to split was linked to their…
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The wyvern was diving in his direction as Priam connected fully to his Potential. The source connecting each user to the System opened like a diaphragm. The Earl decided to listen to his most advanced skill. Before using his most powerful attack, Priam wanted to get the measure of his opponent. The wyvern drew closer, and Priam rode the mist to dodge. Or rather, tried to. Unnatural panic paralyzed him as he met the creature's gaze. The monster in front of him was descended from dragons. It was…
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