I Can Copy And Evolve Talents - Chapter 408

Chapter 408: A Dream Come True
From above, it could be seen as a sea of pitch-black coloration, clashing against a couple of ants. But when a closer look is taken, more details sprawl into view.

The monsters were enormous in numbers, clustered together, their eyes blazing with unreasonable fury.

With savagery and madness, they clashed onto the small number of humans that opposed them.

But the power wielded by those humans did not make this battle as unfair as anyone would have thought.

With a sweep, ice cones the size of valleys spread around, freezing the monsters, both the ones in the air and the ones on land.

With a clench of his fist, Ryan shattered the ice cones in a shower of crude blood.

He did not pause and continued the attack. He was competent in close combat as much as he was in wide-area attacks.

But his ability to focus prevailed more in wide-area attacks. He had the kind of power that could take on multiple enemies at once.

And he was one of the major reasons why the scale of this battle was balanced.

Another reason was the blonde-haired man, now Zephyr’s attire had changed. He now had armor plating like reddish scales, a tail curling out of his lower back.

Instead of a sword, he was equipped with curved sharp claws on each end of his fingers.

Large wings curved forward like another pair of claws, carrying him across the battlefield with efficient speed, while twisting and converging when needed to tear his opponents.

He was like a whirlwind of destruction. Everywhere he darted, the monsters fell by his hand. He was fast and was like a red streak across the battlefield.

But the most fearsome force in this war was the black vicious monster, nothing but a creature born out of the terror of the night.

Night Terror was literally unseeable. All that the monsters’ eyes could follow was an unstoppable mass of darkness swirling around and taking lives with it.

No matter how much they tried, they couldn’t score one hit on it. Before they even got a chance to see what the darkness was, they had fallen by its blades.

Ryu and Myu were like tiny blue and red threads, running through large monsters with two daggers, and cleaving hides as if they were tofu.

Not to speak of their acrobatics and combination attacks, each of their onslaughts bled into each other.

Reaching such a level without sharing a brain with the other person should be deemed impossible, but these two had achieved just that.

Myu and Ryu were an inseparable team. Their synergy of attacks was already good enough, and ever since they stepped foot in this desolate land, they’ve only gotten better.

Each of them had achieved the Maverick soul rank at this point and were on the verge of breaking into Transient rank, hence earning the title of Sages.

They were forces on their own lane. Added to this battlefield, they were a force to be reckoned with.

Other notable fighters were Arlem and Vida.

Arlem’s body armor was fully equipped, even down to the helm that covered his head.

He wielded a warhammer this time around, and without a shield. His movements were minimal, but his attacks were groundbreaking and bone-crushing.

All it took to deal with some monsters was a single swing of his hammer. Even when they failed to die from a single swing, they couldn’t avoid being tossed away by the force of the attack.

That was enough disruption. Vida and Annette were both at his left and right-hand sides, respectively, to take care of his leftovers.

Vida was purely a martial arts user. She didn’t use any weapons but had red clothes tied to her hands. Bludgeoning monsters with mere hands and feet.

Her fists would plunge into their bellies like a metal ball wrecking through bricks.

Her talent was a body-strengthening ability, but because of her inadequate mastery and limitation of ranks, Vida could only strengthen a portion of her body.

She mainly strengthened her forearm and legs (feet and thigh altogether). It was one of the reasons for her thick thighs and firm ass.

Annette. Even from her movement, one could tell she was extremely tired.

But still, embers of flames flickered on and off her body. The majority of her skin had reddened, and already scarred places were bleeding.

Her face was covered in blood, but her eyes withheld a strong and fiery gaze, like that of a wounded predator that refuses to give up.

Every punch she threw felt like her last. She felt her tendons and muscles ache, and every step was with throbbing pain. There was no part of her body that did not hurt.

But she understood that the moment she stopped moving, it was the end for them all.

Zephyr’s deduction had turned out to be a trap. Upon entering the rift, everywhere was barren and empty. They began to navigate their way with the purpose of finding the rift guardian.

But instead, they were ambushed by a sudden crowd of monsters that covered the entire landscape in an instant, turning day into night.

Immediately, the team dove into a bloodbath, fighting every second for their dear lives without respite—a moment to catch their breath.

Suddenly, the entire place trembled, and the monsters paused. So did all the drifters.

They raised their heads to see a thin white line that suddenly drew across the sky. Light was shimmering out of it and that was all.

The scenery was foreboding. It made the skin of everyone present crawl with a different kind of fear.

It was like they could all hear their heartbeat.

‘What is this? What is going on? This is too ominous…’ Annette chimed to herself.

Even Night Terror, the most fearsome, paused in his tracks, eyes fixated on the line, shoulders trembling slightly and the darkness surrounding his feet slowly receding.

Suddenly something fell into the rift, breaking out of the sky, from another direction.

The creature landed on the ground in a spray of dust and slowly stood, one wing flapping gently.

He took a look at all of them with pathetic eyes and raised his gaze too.

A malicious grin spread across his lips.

“Finally, the line has revealed itself.” Koll giggled with trembling shoulders.

His face radiated with genuine and sincere happiness.

Hundreds of years, laboring, imprisoned, and struggling… his dream had finally come true.