I Can Copy And Evolve Talents - Chapter 307

Chapter 307: Child Of Light [Part 3]
Raven stood motionless for a moment, the creature sensing a sudden shift in the atmosphere began to retreat slowly.

She abruptly released her grip on her sword, causing the two gleaming blades to fall, clattering on the ground.

In the next instant, they dissolved into white sparks, returning to the embrace of her soul.

Raven then looked up at the creature, her eyes blazing.

The glow on her body gently faded but continued to flicker.

The truth was.

Raven’s ability was not one best suited for swordsmanship.

Of course, what she had just demonstrated were merely body and weapon enhancements. It was the basic effect of her ability.

But the true power encompassed much more than that.

To put it simply.

In terms of talent class alone, Raven was no warrior… She was a Mage.

She extended one hand forward, her eyes shining with a soft light of sublime coldness.

Then she said:

“Light Manipulation…”

A speck of light appeared on her palm, shimmering softly, almost dancing in the air. She continued:

“…Bend to my will, blaze forward, Hikaros”

Suddenly, the white light erupted forward, blazing and consuming everything in its path.

The creature, immediately realizing the danger of being caught by such a ferocious attack, leaped out of the way, but it was too late, resulting in it losing one of its legs to the disintegration of the light.

Raven watched coldly, withdrawing her hand and folding her fingers, leaving only two (index and middle) then she uttered again.

“Light Manipulation, the surroundings at the command of my fingers, appear, Soros.”

Vroom Vrooom Vroooom

Suddenly, orbs of light began to materialize around her, filling the dim hall with incandescent radiance.

The shadows were completely obliterated in the presence of the light.

“Monster, I hope you are ready for your demise.”

The creature glared with intense ferocity burning in its eyes, breathing slowly and heavily.

Ice began to extend from the upper half of its amputated leg, coalescing into another foot.

However, the color of its new foot differed from that of its entire body; it was almost whitish.

Raven knew at a glance—that was likely not healing but a replacement.

The creature must have used its ice production ability to create ice to support its entire weight and compensate for the lost leg.

“As if it would make a difference. Death is the only thing that awaits you regardless of what you do. Let me be clear. You probably don’t understand me, but you will die by my hand, and I won’t even have to move more than a step from this spot,” she declared.

The creature might not have understood her exact words but it seemed to comprehend the tone and despised the icy, indifferent gaze she cast upon it.

Its breathing grew increasingly labored. It swung its trident wildly, roaring throughout the entire hall, causing it to tremble tremendously.

But Raven didn’t flinch, not in the slightest.

Her face betrayed no hesitation or fear, but instead was brutally etched with resolve and anger—visible only when one looked beyond the indifference she exuded and realized that the reason for that indifference itself was because of extreme anger.

The creature surged forward, leaping powerfully into the air in a wake of upheaved stones.

It flew across, bringing its massive bulk upon Raven.

But the young lady just stood there, surrounded by buzzing orbs of light.

As the creature descended, she flicked her wrist, controlling one particular orb of light with her fingers.

The orb flew forward, colliding with the side of the creature in mid-air, and instantly exploded into spears of light that plunged through its body, protruding from different parts.

Then Raven stepped aside slightly, allowing the creature to crash to the ground, pain-stricken.

She lowered her cold gaze on the creature, raised her hand up and swung it down in a blur.

Immediately, several orbs of light fell on the beast, impaling it with more spears of light.

The creature convulsed and tried to stand up but struggled.

“Each orb of light carries the weight of my mystery. I doubt you’d be able to bear even one of them…”

Raven was not lying.

Each orb she created out of light was imbued with the weight of her own mystery, manipulating their forms with the sharpness of her vengeance.

Hence, the angrier and more passionate she was for vengeance towards her target, the sharper those spears of light became.

And the weight remained constant; so far, she had never seen anyone able to lift them except herself.

Of course, she had abstained from using her main talent ability as often as possible, resorting to the sword alone.

This time, however, she was just utterly enraged; she hated seeing her own blood.

Raven looked at the monster one last time and commanded:

“Die.”

Simultaneously, she closed all her fingers and clenched hard.

The remaining orbs floating around her attached themselves to the monster, pinning it to the ground.

They began to shimmer so brightly that they became blinding, turning the entire scenery into one of pure whiteness, but Raven didn’t close her eyes, nor did she step back.

She stared directly into them.

Then an explosion resounded, one that shook the entire cliff, albeit slightly—but razed and consumed almost everything in the hall except the part where Raven stood, protected by a light barrier.

The effect of the explosion continued for a while, eating away at the ground, walls, and pillars like a maddened virus.

While Raven just stood there, waiting for it to subside.

Even though she was protected by a light barrier, the heat of the explosion caused her skin to melt away, but it continued to regenerate instantaneously.

After a while, the light began to dim, returning everything to its usual darkness.

Massive… massive was an understatement. Everything in front of Raven was pure darkness, hollowed out.

There wasn’t even ground beneath her next step.

Everything was a deep and wide abyss.

In the darkness, however, a voice suddenly rang out:

“What insolence dares to destroy my workshop?!!”