Chapter 21: The test is about to begin
Below Alex, the scene was chaotic.
Thousands of young n and won were packed into the plaza, their voices a dull roar that reached him even at this height.
Alex didn’t descend.
He remained hovering about twenty ters above the crowd, his silver hair catching the sunlight.
To the people below, he looked less like a student and more like a visiting deity.
His deep red eyes scanned the crowd, indifferent to the gasps and pointing fingers.
"He’s here!"
"Look! He’s actually flying! Is that a treasure or a skill?"
"That’s Alex Moriarty... the Grade 0 elite of the alliance."
Alex ignored the chatter.
His "Eye of Revelation" was already active, scanning the sea of people.
He wasn’t looking for the crowd.
He was looking at the particularly intense gazes.
The first person to catch his eye was a girl with hair like a raging bonfire.
She stood next to a massive Fire Maned Lion that breathed embers with every exhale.
[Na: Selena Valentina]
Cultivation Talent: SSS rank
Bloodline Talent: Space Manipulation
(She can teleport living or non living objects across distances.)
"Space manipulation," Alex mused. "That’s a headache to deal with in a fight."
Not far from her stood a young man leaning against a pillar.
He held a simple wooden staff, but the way he gripped it made it look more dangerous than a loaded railgun.
[Na: Rey Rosario]
Cultivation Talent: SSS rank
Bloodline Talent: Spear Saint
(Unmatched mastery over spears; the weapon is an extension of his soul.)
Then, he looked toward a place from where an intense pressure was coming.
Ten Saint level beings were making a circle.
In that circle, a girl in a purple gown, her face veiled,standing with a grace that seed to defy the very air she breathed.
[Na: Anna Celestus]
Cultivation Talent: SSS rank
Bloodline Talent: Gravity Manipulation
(Can increase gravity up to 1000x or reverse it entirely.)
Alex whistled internally.
"Space, Spear, and Gravity. This year’s class is a monster den."
But there was a fourth gaze.
It didn’t co from a flashy airship or a giant lion.
It was a cold, piercing stare that felt like a needle against his neck. But he couldn’t find the person.
So he closed his eyes and expanded his ntal Domain.
The invisible ripple of his mind swept across the plaza, mapping every heartbeat and every shadow.
There.
In the shadow cast by a girl, a silhouette was shifting unnaturally.
[Na: Aren Nightveil]
Cultivation Talent: SSS rank
Bloodline Talent: Shadow Assimilation
(Can rge with darkness, move at 10x speed in shadows, and create shadow clones.)
"A lurker," Alex smirked. "And he’s the only one showing actual hostility."
Aren Nightveil was proud.
The Nightveil clan was synonymous with the dark.
They were the unseen blades of the Alliance.
Seeing Alex floating so arrogantly in the sky, drawing every eye in the city, grated on his nerves.
He wanted to drag that silver haired boy down into the dirt.
Alex felt that intent.
It was sharp, unrefined, and directed solely at him.
"You want to play in the dark?" Alex whispered to himself. "Let’s see how you like being exposed."
Alex didn’t move a finger.
He simply focused his mind and activated Existential Nullity.
He didn’t spread it wide.
He focused it solely on Aren. His bloodline talent was terrifying because no one could tell that he was using the talent.
The next, a teenage boy was launched forward as if the shadow itself had spat him out.
Aren hit the pavent with a dull thud, landing squarely on his backside.
He scrambled to stand, his face was pale. His eyes were wide opened. He couldn’t understand what happened just now.
He tried to dive back into the shadows.
But to his horror, he couldn’t.
His connection to his bloodline, the very essence of his power, felt like it had been erased from his DNA.
"What...?
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