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' I must warn you Max, never absorb the knowledge from another soul directly, always filter it through an A.I. otherwise you will lose your own sense of self ' Seraphiel had warned Max when giving him the accused move and Max took full note of it. Technically, soul drain was supposed to be a challenging battle. The reason behind why Seraphiel told Max to lower his opponents HP and wear them out before using the move was to maximise the chances of success, however, even then success was not a guarantee.…
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" Blood Mist Explosion " *KABOOM* *KABOOM* *KABOOM* . . . . . . *KABOOM* Explosions began covering the sky as if someone was bursting a bunch of firecrackers. The cosmic form of Angakok that spanned several kilometres was hit hard, suffering severe damage despite his gigantic size. Blood Mist Explosion was more or less the pinnacle of blood manipulation techniques, one that Max had only mastered after reaching ' Perfection ' in his bloodline ability. The power…
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Max watched with a soft smile on his face as Sebastian exacted his revenge on Angakok. He had made short work of the Phoenix, the poor thing was overly reliant on its flame prowess but unfortunately for it, the flames it was so proud of were useless against the wielder of the Agni-Astra. However, despite making short work of the Phoenix, Max did not interfere in Sebastian's battle as he knew exactly how much this moment meant to him. Even Max felt the pinch of losing his master, but while for him…
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For Sebastian, Kremeth was everything. When he was at his lowest point in life having lost his body, his confidence and his ability as a warrior, Kremeth took him in as a disciple and groomed him into the man that he was today. He wasn't as talented as Max, he wasn't as sharp as Anna nor was he as ferocious as Asiva. His greatest strength was that nobody took him seriously and hence he was able to get along with anyone he wanted to, afterall who would make enemies out of a jester? However,…
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Angakok lost nearly 35% of his total HP fighting Sir Jhonny and he was on full guard now. Usually, god's who threw daggers did minimal damage against their opponents, however Sir Jhonny's daggers were different. Only after being hit by them did Angakok realise that each dagger weighed as much as 15 elephants and could crack the floor if they slipped and fell. Yet the ease with which his opponent could throw these daggers was unparalleled and a testimony to his strength beyond the void skill that…
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Noticing how he was put at a disadvantage, Angakok used one of his best moves that he had only learnt after delving deeper into the powers of the time seed. ' Time reversal ' was a move that allowed Angakok to regenerate his body's damaged state by traversing back in time. By using it now, he regenerated his hands and recovered from the damage to his back as his HP bar once again regenerated to a perfect green. " You want some? Come get some- " Angakok said as he smirked with confidence. His…
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( Angakok's POV ) Angakok was facing serious hardships pushing the frail old body he inherited from Khnum to tier8. Out of the trillions upon trillions that occupied the universe, only a dozen managed to reach the peak of power at tier8 and the reason behind it was simple— The tier promotion test to become tier8 was the most difficult process that a being could undergo successfully. One had to be at the peak of their physical, mental, emotional and spiritual health to even dare attempt the…
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( On Angakok's secret planet, the one with the time chamber ) " Max my boy, are you sure you are not going bald? I could have sworn ur hairline was better the last time I saw you " Jhonny English said as Max began coughing violently. Ever since the group met-up together and discussed the plan of attack, Jhonny seemed to be in deep thought as if contemplating something very important and mysterious, however, in the end when he finally spoke after they arrived on Angakok's planet, he spoke about…
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( A few days ago ) " So you in or not? " Max asked Sebastian, who was dressed in his papal robes and looked like he was carrying 100 concealed weapons under those loose drapes. " Am I in or not? Coward, you have the audacity to ask me? Am I in or not? " Sebastian said as he tore apart his papal robes to reveal all the different weapons strapped to his chest. He had at least 12 small daggers, two layers of armour and a dozen defensive artefacts strapped across his body, as Max chuckled to see…
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( Max, during Time-Skip) For Max, the past 12 years were probably the most definitive years of his life as a warrior. Whether it was his fighting style, or his combat prowess, both changed drastically as he embraced his Bloodline nature. After grinding himself through constant battles, whether it was inside the levelling pagoda against hundreds of thousands of beasts or against himself in the mirror world, Max realised that his fighting style which utilised his Bloodline ability and the power of…
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