MidnightWolfe

'Hmmmm...so I just have to witness the skill being used to copy it...then I can evolve this skill ten times it's initial power?' Nox was skeptical as he looked at the screen flickering on his retina.

I mean, how was something so insane even possible? Copying a skill itself was very bad-assed, and you mean to say he could evolved the copied Skill ten times it's initial power, exponentially surpassing the original owner?

Why would the gods let such broken talent even exist?

'Well it's just one way to find out...'

Luckily just then, he saw two powerfull beings fighting mid air. Their fight sent shockwaves billowing in all directions, causing Nox to take a couple of Steps back.

At that moment, he activated his talent...

[Mimicry activated!] 

[Target: Cosmic Entity Arkea - Successfully copied Skill "Gravity Manipulation"!]

[Description: Gravity Manipulation Creates a localized gravity field, slowing enemies within a 5-meter radius by 20% for 5 seconds.]

[Upgrading Gravity Manipulation 10x!]

[Ding! You have Awaken Gravitational Singularity!]

[Description: Gravitational Singularity Creates a singularity that pulls in enemies within a 20-meter radius, dealing 5,000 damage and stunning them for 5 seconds. Allies within the area gain a 30% damage boost for 10 seconds.]

[Do you wish to keep this skill or bestow it to your Pet?]

"No fucking way!" Nox exclaimed in shock. "I-its real!"

Supreme BeastTamer: I Can Copy and Upgrade Skills 10x!

Luthier's lips curled into a grin as he stepped forward, the tension in the air thick enough to cut with a blade.

"Everyone, silence!" His voice boomed across the battlefield, his authority quelling the panicked murmurs. Eyes turned to him—uncertain, wary. The Tristan soldiers straightened their backs instinctively, while the special class students froze, some still trembling in shock.

Then, he turned to Nox, his gaze sharp and probing. The young man stood there, utterly unbothered, his midnight eyes void of emotion. Blood dripped from his blade, pooling at his feet, but his grip remained relaxed, his stance unwavering. He wasn't looking at Luthier with fear or uncertainty. He was looking at him as if waiting to see what move he would make next.

That alone sent a thrill down Luthier's spine.

"A bold move, Nox Cromwell," Luthier finally said, his voice filled with something bordering on amusement. "I doubt even you have fully considered what comes next."

A One Man Army