I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

Chapter 756: The Ominous Abomination



Northern struck. Flashing across the expanse with a trail of light, he became a streak of brilliance, a blade of motion cutting through the stagnant air. His figure blurred, then fractured-splitting into silhouettes of himself, each a mirage of intent, each a ghostly echo of the real. The blade in his grasp howled, vibrating with the force of his charge.

Several hands tore out of the rift guardian's body, writhing like twisted tendrils as they shot toward him, seeking to crush him mid-air. Northern twisted, veering through their grasp with instinctive precision. Maneuvering past them was easy.

Or so he thought-until the next moment proved otherwise.

Walking, he was used to. Even running at impossible speeds, his body and mind remained in perfect sync. But flying? That was a different beast altogether. The moment he had awakened to the ability, it had felt natural, an extension of his will. Yet bending space mid-flight, adjusting his course with the same finesse he had on land, was another challenge entirely. He was fast-too fast. His movements were sharp, but without the necessary control, he found himself overshooting, slipping past his intended trajectory by mere inches.

The hands tore through the wind, relentlessly pursuing him as he curved and twisted through the air. They lashed out, seeking to ensnare him, to drag him back into their crushing grasp. At first, his movements were raw-sharp but imprecise, lacking the balance between speed and control. Yet with each evasion, each sudden burst of motion, he refined his technique.

It took him a moment, but he began to grasp the rhythm of his flight. He wasn't just dodging anymore—he was maneuvering, threading himself through the storm of hands while striking back in turn.

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