I Can Upgrade My Talent In Everything

Chapter 569 Adrian’s Defeat
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Name: Fein Bonifacio

Race: Perfect Organism

Talent: S

Class: Wizard

Ratio: 1 in 1,000,000,000 Genius

Energies: SS rank (Degu Energy), SS rank (Magical Power)

Str: SS

Agi: SS

End: SS

Understanding of the Laws: fire lvl 10, water lvl 4, wind lvl 7, earth lvl 3, thunder lvl 7, ice lvl 15, wood lvl 4, shadow lvl 1, time lvl 0, space lvl 18, darkness lvl 15, light lvl 0, death lvl 17, blood lvl 9, destruction lvl 5, snow lvl 15...

Skills: Swordsmanship Lvl 20 (Grandmaster), Cooking Lvl 20, Climbing Lvl 20, Driving Lvl 20, Spying Lvl 20, Boxing Lvl 20, etc...

Elemental Techniques: Lightning Speed, Elemental Sphere, Elemental Gun, World Tree Domain, Flame Advent, Lightning Flicks, Death Ozone, Decay, High-Temp Adjustment, Low-Temp Adjustment, Blood Lock, Blood Rush State, Destruction Flame...

Degu Abilities: Storage Space, Stats Improvement, Probe, Map, Lottery, Titles, Disease Immunity...

Additional Abilities: Ghecko Substitution (Mythical), Gene Bank (Mythical), Perfect Transformation (Mythical)

Gene Bank (Recorded Creatures): Normal Animals, Ravens, Skeleton Warrior, Dark Ghoul, Undead Knight, Mummy, Bee Killers, Golden Giant, White Leopard, Zombie, Vampire, Wolf, High Rank Demon...

Spells: None

'Finally, an SS rank!' Fein smirked as both his magical power and degu energy rose to SS rank. It could be said that he was an abnormality to possess magical energy and degu energy at such a high-level. Even in the same rank, without using his swordmanship, which was the main contributing factor to his combat, now, he only needs to learn SS rank spell from demons and even without sword, he would demolish most SS rank.

What's more, now that he was an SS rank, Fein could feel that he could fight one above his realm or an SSS rank! The highest ceiling is on the power system in the continent of Germundia!

...

Fein stood atop a hill overlooking the vast expanse of the Northern Kingdom. The wind blew through his hair, and he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "I am ready," he thought to himself. "With my newfound power, I can take on Adrian and stop him from stealing any more souls."

He opened his eyes, a newfound confidence in his heart. "I will not let Adrian continue to harm innocent people. I must stop him, no matter what it takes."

With that, Fein set off towards Adrian's lair, determined to put an end to his evil deeds once and for all.

Fein scoured the area, searching for any sign of Adrian's presence. He focused his senses, using his heightened perception to detect any hint of his opponent's location. Hours passed, and just as Fein was about to give up, a faint aura caught his attention. He followed it, moving swiftly and silently, his sword at the ready.

As he drew closer, he could see a figure in the distance. It was Adrian, and he was waiting for Fein. The two locked eyes, and Fein knew that this was the moment he had been waiting for. With a confident stride, he approached his adversary, unsheathing his sword.

Fein and Adrian faced each other, standing a few meters apart. The air crackled with tension as they both stared each other down, sizing each other up. Adrian smirked, raising his hands to conjure a powerful soul attack. Fein, however, remained calm, unsheathing his sword and pointing it towards Adrian.

Fein walked towards Adrian, his sword still drawn and crackling with lightning. Adrian raised an eyebrow as he saw Fein's SS rank aura.

"Fein, it seems you have made some remarkable progress," Adrian said with a sly smile.

Fein remained indifferent, his eyes locked onto Adrian. "I have come to stop you, Adrian. Your actions have caused too much chaos and destruction."

Adrian laughed. "Stop me? You can barely keep up with me, let alone stop me."

Fein's grip on his sword tightened, but he didn't make any move. "I may have just ascended to SS rank, but I am confident in my abilities."

Adrian looked at Fein, surprise flickering in his eyes for a moment. "Impressive, Fein. It seems you have some natural talent."

Fein didn't react to Adrian's comment, his focus still on the task at hand. "I don't have time for your compliments, Adrian. I want you to explain your actions and put an end to them."

Adrian's smile faded. "I don't owe you any explanations, Fein. I am doing what needs to be done for the greater good."

Fein's eyes narrowed. "The greater good? Your actions have led to innocent lives being lost and entire kingdoms being destroyed."

Adrian shrugged. "Collateral damage. Sacrifices must be made for the greater good."

Fein shook his head in disbelief. "You have lost sight of what's truly important, Adrian. That's why you got kicked to your position a long time ago. You are no longer fit to lead the Northern Council."

Adrian chuckled. "Is that so? And who are you to decide that, Fein? You may be powerful, but you are still just a youngling in the grand scheme of things. It seems those old bastards in the council to my story to your group, huh..."

Fein remained calm, his eyes locked onto Adrian's. "I may be young, but I have a sense of responsibility that you seem to lack. I will stop you, Adrian. Even if it means taking you down by force."

Adrian's expression turned serious. "You are making a big mistake, Fein. You may have some power, but you are not ready to face the consequences of your actions."

Fein's grip on his sword tightened even more. "I am not one who would usually talk before the fight because it's fucking unnecessary. So let's end this!"

Fein raised his sword to the sky, and suddenly, it began to glow with a bright light. The air around him started to vibrate, and a faint hum emanated from his blade. As he swung his sword down, it split into two, then four, and then multiplied exponentially. Soon, there were hundreds of swords, all floating in the air around Fein.

The swords shimmered with an ethereal light, casting a glow over the surrounding area. The sound of metal scraping against metal filled the air as the swords shifted, arranging themselves into a formation. Then, with a flick of Fein's wrist, they shot forward like a swarm of angry wasps, raining down on Adrian.

This content is taken from (f)reewe(b)novel.𝗰𝗼𝐦

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