Elias_Nightwalker

"Congratulations on receiving the following Unique Skills:-
–Appraisal (Basic)
–Skill Absorption (Mythic)
–Universal Synthesis (Ultimate)"

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"Synthesis Skills— Swift Sword Strike + Fire Toad's Breath."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations! Your Skill Synthesis was successful."

"Your skills evolved into: Azula Sword Strike.‌"

"Synthesis Materials— Titanium Runic Sword + Wyvern Bones"

"Congratulations! You Synthesis was successful. Your Sword has evolved into Skeletal Dragon Sword."

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In a heart-wrenching tale of loneliness and despair, Ethan's life has been one of unending tragedy. Orphaned at a young age and tormented by a relentless terminal illness, he spent his final days confined to a cold, confined hospital room. 

As he takes his last breath, he awakened in a mysterious void, where Ethan is given the opportunity to choose three unique skills that will define his new existence. With millions of options but only three choices, he carefully selects his path, setting the stage for an extraordinary journey of Reincarnation.

Reincarnated into a fantastical world filled with magical Skills, powerful beings, and untold dangers, Ethan must navigate his new life, wielding the skills he chose to survive and thrive in a realm where anything is possible. 

But the question remains: Will this second life bring him the happiness and purpose he was denied in his first, or will it lead him down an even darker path?


Chapter release: 2 chs/day 


Guys, its my first time writing, and it might not suit everyone. I can only say sorry in advance. Thanks for reading!

Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

Aengus came to a halt, standing at a measured distance from the three Heaven-Class Battleships towering before him.

His gaze locked onto the behemoth warships, his expression unreadable, yet his intent clear.

Behind him, Imperial Protector Kirin narrowed his eyes, stepping forward.

"What do you plan to do with them, Your Majesty?" Kirin asked, his voice filled with curiosity and caution.

"You will know in a bit," he replied calmly before taking a single step forward.

Across the vast desert, from the decks of countless battleships to the waiting soldiers below, millions of eyes fixed upon their Emperor.

And then, in a voice that shook the very air, he uttered a single word—

His decree echoed like a law of the universe, an absolute command that not even the heavens could deny.

The moment the word left his lips—

Chapter 417: The Synthesis of Heaven-Class Battleships