Just as Reyansh closed his fist and the fla vanished, he focused inward to find that sa fla which was on his palm monts ago, now floated inside his mana core, like a True Fla.
He clicked on the talent to check it out once before moving forward.
[Talent: True Fla Sovereign]
[Rank: Mythical]
[Description: The wielder embodies True Fla, a Mythical fire that exists beyond ordinary heat and combustion. It is the origin of Burning, Purification and Rebirth itself.]
[Effects:]
1. True Fla Dominion (Active)
2. Ashen Revival Protocol (Active)
3. Solar Incineration Aura
4. Ember Authority
5. Fla Sovereign’s Will
As he went over the detail, there was only one thing on the back of his mind, ’This talent gives freedom to be a little reckless at tis.’
He was already thinking of multiple ways to use these talents and incorporate them into his fighting style.
He dismissed the panel, "Okay, which subscriber to choose next? Dread Fist was also from Apex dinsion." He stated thinking for a mont.
"But since I will have to fight humans in future so a talent related to blood will be very handy, even against monster too."
He reasoned as he decided on next subscriber to copy talent from. A panel manifested in front of him.
[Subscriber: Ramon_Night]
[Talent] or [Skills]
He selected talent imdiately.
[Talent: Crimson Authority]
[Rank: Legendary]
[Would you like to permanently copy this talent?]
"Yes."
[You have selected a Legendary rank Talent for permanent copy...]
[Perk 1 is being applied...]
[Congratulations! You have obtained a Mythical rank talent, Origin of Blood.]
However, before he could read the notification completely, Reyansh clutched his heart as he felt the blood in his heart pumping at a very fast speed then suddenly coming to halt.
His senses started getting overwheld, he started slling blood, his ears could hear the sound of blood coursing through his veins, loudly like a bus on a road.
Suddenly, his vision also turned red, he flailed his hands around, only to feel blood. Before he could short this out, he started feeling blood, not from his body, but at so distance away.
He could sense blood walking, blood sleeping, blood working. He rubbed his head, ’Are all these people?’
’What the heck kind of sensation is this?’ he wondered when suddenly the situation spiked.
Reyansh pressed his hands around his head, his brain feeling overwheld as he started feeling blood all around him. He felt like he drowning at the bottom of a blood lake, his breathing laboured.
As trickle of information started settling in his brain, he tried to relax but that didn’t matter, he felt his own blood going out of control.
Amidst this nerve breaking sensation, he sat down focusing on his own blood and more and more information about talent settled down.
After trying for about a minute, he finally opened his eyes, feeling his own body, own blood in control. However, everything in front of his were still blood red.
He then focused on the sensation of flowing blood of others. He felt he could control blood in their body even while sitting here but he was too unfocused and inexperienced to try sothing.
He just worked on getting his senses under control. After feeling Absolute Instinct, this was slightly easy, within a few seconds, he controlled his senses and opened his eyes as it returned to normal.
"This is bonkers!" he remarked, he clicked on talent for details as knowledge he received was too vast and overwhelming to go through.
[Talent: Origin of Blood]
[Rank: Mythical]
[Description: The blood is no longer limited to physical liquid. It becos Life Force, mory and existence flow within all living beings.]
[Effects:]
1. Omni-Hemal Authority
2. Eternal Scarlet Expanse (Active)
3. Crimson Command (Active)
4. Blood Puppet – Sovereign Legion (Active)
5. Blood Consciousness Grid
6. Throne of Endless Crimson (Active)
"This talent is much more that its showing," he remarked because he could feel it. He looked at his hands and he could still hear his blood flowing like small and speedy stream.
He took a deep breath before exhaling, he also starting to feel like he was reaching his limit.
’Maybe one or two more,’ he thought sensing this feeling.
"Next, Storm_Knight" he decided.
[Subscriber: Storm_Knight]
[Talent] or [Skills]
[Talent: Arsenal Sovereign]
[Rank: Legendary]
[Would you like to permanently copy this talent?]
"Yes."
[Congratulations! You have obtained a Mythical rank talent, The Living Panoply.]
[You are reaching the limits of your body and core.]
This ti he didn’t felt anything different or any sensations, though his sense of fullness increased.
As information about his talent settled down, he understood the aning behind it. He opened the system panel for details about this talent.
[Talent: The Living Panoply]
[Rank: Mythical]
[Description: The host is no longer wielder of weapons instead an Origin from which all weapons are rembered. Every form of armant resides as an instinctive imprint within your being. Weapons are not learned, nor borrowed, they are expressed.]
[Effects:]
1. Absolute Armant Dominion (Active)
2. Formless Weapon Manifestation (Active)
3. Combat Evolution Instinct
4. Perfect Combat Flow
5. Universal Weapon Adaptation
6. Panoply Manifest: Infinite Arsenal (Active)
As he read through the information, he decided to have a little test imdiately. He opened the system panel, looking to buy the common rank bow and arrow. It was one the weapon he was least proficient in.
Just as he finished the purchase and the bow materialized in his hands. Like he was touched by the divine knowledge, he imdiately understood all the nuances of using a bow.
He still couldn’t use it in the hospital room but he had that feeling that he won’t miss a target unless he wants to.
"So, I am collection point of all weapons that exists or will exist. This will make streaming much more fun." He concluded as he stored the bow and arrow back to inventory.
"Now, I have a feeling I can copy only one more talent at most for the mont. Whom should I choose?" he wondered aloud.
"Miss Arpita...nah...too close to ho for the mont. Dread Fist..." suddenly his eyes widened like he caught sothing that was always in front of him.
"The Blazing Sandra, The Stellar Emperor, Red Falcon and Dread Fist....they have two things in common. They are all from Apex dinsion and they all don’t have underscore in their na." He spoke out his hypothesis.
"Well, I can’t be sure yet but this is a pattern for sure. And I have one more unique na in my subscribers list, Ellise."
"Let’s check her out first." He stated as panel appeared before him.
[Na: Ellise]
[Race: Vaunari]
[Age: 2,367 years]
[Gender: Female]
[Stream ID: Ellise]
[Dinsion: A12 (Eidovale, Apex Dinsion)]
[Talent] and [Skills]
"Okay, now I am more inclined that my hypothesis is certainly true." He remarked.
"New race, new possibilities, let’s try the last option at the mont on her," he decided, his mind imagining the possibilities.
He selected talent and a panel manifested in response.
[Talent: Noesis Crown]
[Rank: Legendary]
[Would you like to permanently copy this talent?]
"Yes."
[Congratulations! You have obtained a Mythical rank talent, Axiom Psyche.]
He hadn’t even noticed the notification as he clutched his head with both hands, like he was pressing it. He started hearing things that ears couldn’t.
First, his mind was filled with incoherent whispers, too loud even focus, that was still manageable. But then the noise increased, so did the tearing pain in his brain like soone cut open his brain for display.
"Man, I wish I could get a Rare rank potion for free."
First coherent words he heard, for a mont, he felt like worse had co to pass.
He looked around the room empty, the Sonus Block still active but he was sure he heard words. Then suddenly it intensified again.
"That nurse is a hottie..." "Please god, I will stop cheating on my gf, I just want to awaken Epic rank talent."
"When will I be discharged from this hospital..." "I hope Anita doesn’t find out I kissed her best friend." "Oh when will I et Rohan again, he us so much better than this loser."
One voice over another, it only intensified as Reyansh felt electric shocks in his brain. He fell on the ground as shock, voice and pain intensified, he gritted his teeth as the process continued.
"FUCKING STOP THIS....!!" He scread loudly as his head was filled with overlapping, complaining, pleading or secretive voices.
He couldn’t focus at the mont, but a system panel appeared.
[You have reached the limit of talent you can copy at the mont.]
[More talents will strain your body and core.]
[Your body is adapting to your new talent, Axiom Psyche.]
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