Christopher Martin
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The hangar housing the hatch had been partially destroyed. Only a few corpses lay nearby. No one saw any part of the hangar tremble. The collapsed roof began to move before slowly lifting. Seconds later, it tilted to one side, releasing a dark well. A head popped out, soon followed by the rest of the body. Looking left and right, a young man surveyed his surroundings before jumping out of the hole. A luminous flake fell to his right and disappeared into the ground. Blinking, Priam raised his head to…
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"Well?" asked Gloria as Priam rose to his feet. "Nothing. It's a mass of flesh, muscle and bone. If Anatole merged with this creature, he was dead before my spear touched him," Priam said gloomily. Gloria nodded. "Too bad. Besides, you're out of aether, aren't you? I was wondering why you didn't attack me," Gloria said mischievously. Priam remained silent. Gloria harrumphed. "You're not very talkative. Too bad, I have no desire to confront you either after seeing your attack. I'll be going before you…
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Priam's blood boiled at Anatole's words. The knuckles of his hands turned white and he had to hold back with all his might to avoid directly smiting the evil man facing him. Despite using his skill, Priam's thoughts remained disturbed. His anger prevented Realizing his anger would not be easily quelled, he embraced it and redirected it. Anatole had to die. His threats were futile, and by doing nothing, his web would eventually suffocate all humanity. The Revenants would convert more and more humans,…
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The horizon brightened, bathed in light as millions of wisps appeared. Appearing from nowhere, they fell like flaming snow. Despite the unique spectacle, the phenomenon stirred a terrible feeling in the hearts of the spectators. Recognizing the divine origin of the manifestation, the battle came to a halt. The two armies had moved apart, as if a truce had been called. Each combatant looked up in solemn silence, disturbed only by a few gusts of wind enveloping the Earl. Without them, one could have heard…
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"Where is she?" asked Priam. "I don't know. Anatole, Anne and two Generals have been missing for several hours." "Gone to set their trap, right?" "That's what we think. The last order I got from the two present Generals was to tell the snipers to force an attack." Priam watched his prisoner for a moment. He seemed to have made peace with his death, and was beginning to give him information on his own. Priam stood up slightly to allow Corentin to breathe. "You're with me now. If you do anything, I'll…
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How to approach a military camp without being spotted? That was Priam's question. The Revenants' fortifications were complete. The side opposite the Earl's army was protected - though less guarded. The camp floor had been hardened to prevent the Earl's moles from creating galleries to invade the Revenants' position. All in all, the Cult's officers had done an excellent job. There were still two solutions: infiltration, taking advantage of the distractions offered by the start of the battle, or flying.…
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His mind was overwhelmed by pain as his Potential changed the foundations of his skill. But once the pain passed, Priam burst out laughing. Changing skills and their attributes opened up a whole new field of possibilities. Better still, he had kept the Perception point from his old skill. Which meant something important to Priam. Notifications of attribute increases were not System rewards. Priam had sharpened his Perception by focusing on his sense of smell, and his body had adapted. He had gained that…
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Sphinx took advantage of the respite offered by the Earl to rest. Her body was durable, but the lion's claws were extremely sharp. His strength was also formidable, and six minutes into the fight, Sphinx could feel her body suffering from multiple internal injuries. But worst of all, the lion immediately understood that Sphinx's power required the enemy to be aware of the riddle. Without this, her power had no hold on the Earl. Sphinx had tried to find a way around this by writing her riddles on the tree…
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The fight had started well. Taking advantage of the fact that the Earl was briefly stunned by the skill, Sphinx had drawn first blood by biting the Earl's neck. Unfortunately, this woke him up, and he retaliated violently. Sphinx then realized she had a problem. For the first time in her short life, she wasn't the one with the most attributes. Worse, while their physiques were roughly equivalent, the Earl had far more experience. Sphinx had spent the next five minutes absorbing the Earl's techniques…
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The Domain seemed to be pressing down physically on Priam, trying to force him to bend his back. Submissive positions led to submissive habits. Priam refused to give in. As he advanced, he could feel the pressure building. Here, in the tree's heart, his ability to manipulate his mist was diminishing with every step. His bubble had gradually shrunk to a sphere barely a meter across. A few meters further on, Priam stopped again. He had no idea how long the tunnel was, but his sphere would soon be reduced…
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