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[Assimilation Completed.]
'Huh?' Amon blurted in his head as he saw the system notification displayed in front of him. [It seems that it is finally completed. Check your status.] Zephyra calmly requested him. Heeding her request, he quickly opened his status window.
'[Status]'
====[ STATUS WINDOW ]====
Na: Amon Ashford
Age: 18
Aspect: Clover
Class: Error
*You are an anomaly in this world, an error. Once that was not supposed to exist. Who are you? Only you know.
Leaves:◊◊◊000000
Elents:Void☐☐Levels
Talent: 10th Order]
====[STATS AND SKILLS ]====
VIT: 2>1
Not understanding what it ant, he was unprepared for the sudden barrage of information that invaded his brain.
Every basic use and application of the elent was imprinted in his mory.
Gritting his teeth to not give into the pain, he remained completely silent in order to not even
let a whimper out.
Finally, after a minute, the pain subsided completely and he opened his eyes.
He quickly opened his status.
====[ STATUS WINDOW ]====
Na: Amon Ashford
Age: 18
Aspect: Clover
Class: Error
You are an anomaly in this world, an error. One that was not supposed to exist. Who are you?
Only you know.
Leaves:◊◊0000000
Elents:Void BloodLightning Levels
Talent: 10th Order]
====[ STATS AND SKILLS ]====
VIT: ◊ ◊ ◊
STR: ◊◊◊
AGI: ◊ ◊ ◊
END:◊◊◊
INT:◊◊◊
Skills Training|Inventory
Amon nodded, satisfied with the results.
In his opinion, though gravity and energy were pretty broken, the forr was sothing he would gradually attain with his current elent and the latter was the complete opposite to
his main elent.
By these assumptions, it rendered both elents useless to be taken.
Which was why, he had settled for blood and lightning in the end.
As for crystal and nature, he had discarded them both since the system didn't specify what
they ant. They were also not showcased in the novel, which led him to not take the risk.
anwhile, if we had to choose between ice and lightning for blood, he would much rather go
with lightning for its offensiveness and versatility.
However, before he could focus on the other changes, his attention was taken as he heard
claps resound around him.
He raised his head and saw Alya coming back from her test while the others clapped at her spectacular performance.
Michael and Ren were also involved in the clapping, the forr especially happy.
'He doesn't hold any jealousy or envy towards his twin even though he's miles weaker than
her. Typical main characters.' Amon sighed.
But then, he also realized that he himself, never held any jealousy of his sister's power or rank
as well.
'Guess he and I are similar in this way.' He thought.
Next, Liliana was called upon the stage.
With a graceful gait, she arrived in front of the targets and just like the previous girls.
With her manipulation of wind spikes, she hit all targets accurately in just 8 seconds.
Afterwards, Charlotte was called upon the stage.
Since she was an arntist, she used a claymore with her earth magic to swiftly deal with the
targets and destroy them.
Except for bow arntists, all other types had to destroy moving bots with their weapons for
the test.
The bots were empowered with mana stones, enabling them to move and attack as per the
user's decision.
Following that, one by one every person ca to give their tests, the ti for clearance
elongating with each attempt.
A clear indicator of the gaps in strength between each individual.
Finally, after a long wait, Michael was called up to the ground.
As a reader of the novel, Amon knew that Michael was blessed with all 4 primordial elents.
Which was another reason why he was surprised when he was given the choice between
derivants rather than primordials.
However, for the majority of his tenure in the academy, Michael had only used the fire
elent, also making it his strongest elent.
Arriving at the spot, many people looked at him with hidden interest as well.
Of course, they knew he was weak. His rank clearly showed that much.
But they wanted to know what his powers were and how much? Athena gave him a confirmation nod before raising her hand and bringing it right down.
Imdiately, Michael closed his eyes before starting to concentrate hard on himself.
Trickles of sweat beaded down his forehead as he kept focused on his task.
Flickers of flas started to erupt around him while the ti passed slowly. After a minute, 5 spears conjured with flas finally hovered around him.
But even so, they were very thin, as if they would go poof any mont he lost control.
Opening his eyes, the prince quickly launched them at the targets, the spears blazing through
the air at fast speeds. Unfortunately, even then, the spears missed the distant targets by so inches.
The prince was weak. Awfully weak.
And it was no surprise to Amon, who had seen him be like this at the start of the novel.
However, he smiled at him.
Even though Amon loved the MC of the book he loved, it was not because of his weak strength.
Actually, he hated weak protagonists.
But the only reason he grew up to like Michael as an MC, was because of his tough resilience
and determination.
And that was exactly what he saw in his resolute eyes at that mont.
While the others mocked him, he still had a happy smile on his face at the completion.
After coming back to his position, the next person was called up to the grounds.
Ren Silvermoon.
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