Chapter 131 Exams Part 2.

The tension in the air was palpable as Elysia and Drakon found themselves standing side by side, both harboring ambitions to venture into the realm of warriors. The prospect of the Warrior Exams loomed large, promising challenges that would push them to their limits.

Elysia, with an air of silent determination, focused her gaze on the horizon. Her Fallen Death God Talent resonated within her, a silent companion that had witnessed her darkest moments. Unbeknownst to Drakon, Elysia harbored an intricate relationship with the powers that marked her as an outcast among those chosen by the Heavens.

Drakon, the boy blessed by the Heavens, radiated an aura of innate luck and fortune. His black hair and eyes concealed the celestial grace bestowed upon him.

Elysia knew very well about the divine favor Drakon carried, and an instinctive wariness kept her from forging a connection with the Heaven Blessed Child.

As the candidates awaited the commencement of the Warrior Exams, Elysia's thoughts meandered into the realm of her own existence. The whispers of her system provided a semblance of guidance, yet the mysteries surrounding her Fallen Death God Talent and the enigmatic connection with the Heavens remained shrouded.

Unable to resist the curiosity bubbling within her, Elysia glanced toward Drakon and spoke in hushed tones. "What do you think awaits us in these exams? I sense a challenge beyond the ordinary."

Drakon, oblivious to Elysia's intricate web of fate, responded with genuine enthusiasm. "I've heard tales of fierce battles, daunting adversaries, and the forging of true warriors. These exams will test not only our strength but our resolve to tread the path of warriors."

Elysia, maintaining a measured composure, nodded in agreement. The divide between them, one marked by destiny and the other blessed by the Heavens, created an unspoken distance. It was a testament to the intricate dance of fate that orchestrated their lives.

The military man, standing tall and resolute, observed the gathering of aspiring warriors and mages with a discerning eye. His smile, though warm, held an undercurrent of expectation, a silent call to action for the candidates poised to undergo a series of rigorous tests that would determine their fate in the warrior or mage society.

Addressing the eager assembly, the military man's voice resonated across the platform. "Welcome, future defenders and wielders of arcane might. Today marks the beginning of a journey that will test your mettle, speed, reaction, mana proficiency, and combat prowess. It is a journey that will forge you into formidable warriors or accomplished mages."

As the candidates absorbed the gravity of the forthcoming exams, a murmur of anticipation swept through the crowd. Conversations, tinged with a mix of excitement and nervousness, rippled among the students who were about to embark on the challenges that lay ahead.

Elysia, ever the stoic figure, exchanged a knowing glance with Drakon. The unspoken understanding between them hinted at the intricate dance of destiny they shared. Drakon, his demeanor brimming with confidence, offered a reassuring nod as if to convey that together, they could navigate the trials that awaited.

The military man continued, "The first test will assess your strength. You will face a series of challenges that demand raw power and resilience. Remember, strength is the foundation upon which warriors build their prowess."

The candidates, absorbing the directive, exchanged subtle nods and whispered words of encouragement. Elysia, embracing the essence of her Fallen Death God Talent, contemplated the unique nature of her strength—a force intricately linked with the shadows that whispered tales of her enigmatic past.

Drakon, seemingly ready to unleash the blessings bestowed by the Heavens, exuded an air of innate power. The synergy between their divergent strengths was an uncharted territory, one that piqued the curiosity of those who observed the destined duo.

The military man's announcement of the second test, a speed trial, prompted a shift in the atmosphere. The candidates, now attuned to the imminent challenges, contemplated the importance of swiftness in the impending trials.

Elysia, her movements fluid and deliberate, considered the implications of speed in the context of her combat strategy. Drakon, fueled by the celestial favor bestowed upon him, exuded a sense of assurance that hinted at a mastery over the temporal aspect of the upcoming trials.

The reactions among the candidates varied—some displayed nervous twitches, while others wore expressions of quiet determination. Conversations echoed the sentiments of anticipation and resilience as the candidates mentally prepared for the intricate dance of speed that awaited.

The military man's voice, an unwavering guide through the crucible of examinations, resonated once more. "The third test will evaluate your reactions. A warrior's or mage's ability to respond swiftly to ever-changing circumstances is paramount. Brace yourselves for the unpredictable."

Elysia, her senses attuned to the unseen threads of destiny, acknowledged the significance of reaction time in her calculated maneuvers. Drakon, blissfully ignorant of the shadows that clung to Elysia's existence, exuded an aura of readiness—a testament to the divine intuition that guided his actions.

The conversations among the candidates intensified as they contemplated the upcoming challenges. The essence of reaction, a dance of split-second decisions, became a focal point of their collective consciousness.

The military man, revealing the sequence of mana and combat tests that awaited, encapsulated the essence of the impending examinations.

As the candidates absorbed the gravity of the trials that lay ahead, a shared determination and an unspoken camaraderie emerged—an acknowledgment that they were united by the pursuit of becoming warriors or mages worthy of their chosen path.

As the military man's voice reverberated across the platform, announcing the sequence of tests that would determine the fates of the aspiring warriors and mages, a wave of reactions cascaded through the assembled students.

Amidst the diverse gathering of hopeful candidates, whispers and murmurs intensified, carrying the undertones of uncertainty, excitement, and a shared sense of anticipation. Conversations, both hushed and animated, sparked within clusters of students who exchanged thoughts on the forthcoming trials.

Elysia, her demeanor composed and unreadable, stood as a silent enigma amid the dynamic sea of reactions. Observing her fellow candidates with a detached curiosity, she overheard discussions that hinted at the multitude of expectations and fears harbored by those who sought to prove their worth.

Drakon, his celestial blessings providing an air of confidence, engaged in conversations that exuded optimism. The candidates surrounding him, drawn to the charisma emanating from the Heavens' favored, expressed a mixture of awe and subtle envy.

One group of students, bonded by the shared pursuit of magehood, discussed the intricacies of the mana test. "Remember, control is key," advised a senior mage candidate with a calm demeanor, his words echoing the sentiments of those who understood the delicate balance required to manipulate arcane energies.

In another corner, a group of aspiring warriors engaged in animated conversations about the strength trial. "It's not just about physical might. Strategy and technique matter," remarked a seasoned warrior candidate, emphasizing the multifaceted nature of strength that extended beyond mere muscle power.

As the military man unveiled the speed test, the reactions became more palpable. Nervous laughter and exchanged glances revealed the unspoken acknowledgment of the challenges that lay ahead. Elysia, the epitome of calmness, overheard snippets of conversations that ranged from expressions of self-assurance to subtle admissions of anxiety.

Drakon, blessed with a divine connection to the heavens, became a center of attention. Students sought his insights, hoping for a glimpse into the celestial favor that accompanied him. Conversations flowed around him, blending curiosity with admiration as the aspiring warriors and mages sought to understand the unique attributes that set him apart.

The announcement of the reaction test heightened the collective tension. Elysia, attuned to the ebb and flow of unseen forces, noted the subtle shifts in energy among her peers. Whispers of strategies and mental preparedness echoed through the air, creating an atmosphere charged with determination.

As the military man outlined the forthcoming mana and combat tests, students grappled with the implications of showcasing their magical prowess and martial skills. Conversations became a blend of tactical discussions, expressions of resolve, and shared camaraderie as the candidates braced themselves for the ultimate trials.

Amid the myriad reactions, an unspoken unity emerged—a collective acknowledgment that each candidate, irrespective of background or talent, was bound by the common pursuit of proving themselves worthy of the titles of warriors or mages.

The platform, a canvas of varied emotions and aspirations, set the stage for the impending examinations that would shape the destinies of those who dared to step into the crucible of the warrior and mage tests.

Elysia still had her eyes on Drakon as she observed him top to bottom as she could clearly feel traces of heavenly energy coming from his body along with his normal energy which also had traces of draconian energy within.

Elysia also didn't care for the exam since she knew that she would pass if she reveals even half of her power mostly because all of the students didn't get past level 20 while according to her system, she was level 40.

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