Chapter 142: Countdown (18), OP Savant-Grade Skills


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    [Astral Flow-Concept]


    __Description: The flow of Space and Time is at your beck and call.


    Level: 1


    Effect(s):


    -> Astral Flow: You can manipte space and time to a certain extent without consuming any energy.


    -> Astral Covenant: As long as your skills and actions have space or time-rted aspects, the boost those aspects provide to the action and skills'' construct is increased by 50%.


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    Aleron spent almost two hours doing nothing but fighting against various Trophy Monsters, even asionallybating and killing other Warlords, but he never let himself get killed. When multiple Warlords gathered around Tier-2 or higher Tier Trophy Monster, it would begin a chaotic battle with everyone attacking the monster while attacking each other!


    It was simply too much fun for Aleron as he improved and became a sort of menace because he couldn''t be hit or targeted after he created his Savant-grade movement and escape skills!


    All in all, he created a bunch of Savant-grade skills of various types to prepare for his uing fight against Demon Lord Narazar.


    *Swoosh!*


    Aleron had just finished off a Trophy Monster when he suddenly sensed an aura along with an attacking intent aimed at him.


    His eyes shed and he immediately vanished, dodging a bullet with cross-sh wings expanding from it. It came from a blond-haired middle-aged warlord''s exotic hand-cannon weapon two kilometers away.


    ''Tsk, he dodged that. This brat!''


    [Damn, Polun failed!]


    [Who is this guy?!]


    [I just returned from watching another stream where he killed Mist de Jacob and Sorcerer Tempest Mellisa! This guy is nuts with crazy space and time powers.]


    ''He vanished?'' Polun''s eyes shed as he lost Aleron''s presence, not finding him on his radar. But suddenly, danger bells rang as he sensed something behind him- an exotic translucent palm-sized ck orb filled with a sparkling silver-cyan stream containing lightning-blue motes that crackled with the stream''s flow.


    It struck the middle-aged man''s barrier, but his eyes suddenly flickered with shock as he saw the orb erasing a part of his barrier just enough to break through and strike him!


    Upon getting struck, the orb expanded and became big enough to trap him circrly before countless tiny lighting explosions urred while the middle-aged man felt he couldn''t control anything as if Time was chaotically flowing for different parts of his body and thoughts!


    Aleron appeared from a space slit behind the Warlord and watched as he was trapped in his Offense-Control type Savant-grade skill-Temporal Rift Storm!


    [Temporal Rift Storm]


    Offense-Control/Long-range/Single-target.


    \_Main Sybi: Astral Flow, Time, Space, Wind, Light, Lightning.


    \__Main Essence: Chronoblitz Stream (A destructive energy possessing an atomic stream capable of disrupting time at the micro-level made from the synergy of wind, lightning, space, and time.


    \__Effect: An orb that once struck, envelops the target within a spherical rift storm filled with Chronoblitz Stream that deals constant micro-destructive burst damage through tiny motes of the stream while disrupting time of everything, including the target''s energy, thinking, movement, and action and traps target within with central gravitation force.


    ''This Warlord is weak...Polun Raze, ranked 136th...'' Aleron''s eyes shed as he saw the Warlord unable to break through. Well, he had poured 4 billion Magilore!


    Polun felt that he was going to die soon, and despite consuming soul energy and magilore to fight back against the Temporal Rift storm wreaking havoc in him, he couldn''t break free


    entirely.


    Aleron didn''t wait to give Polun time to reorganize and struck him with his Deathly Astral Shredder, finishing him off.


    [Deathly Astral Shredder]


    Pure Offense / Close-range / Single-target.


    Main Sybi: Astral Flow, Space, Time, Darkness, me.


    Main Essence: ck Sheen me-A destructive ultra-high temperature malleable energy made from a synergybination of me, Space, and Darkness.


    \_____Effect: A chainsaw with its de spinning at light speed bearing extreme sh pierce of


    the ck Sheen me de. Upon striking its target, the chainsaw cuts it along with the target''s space-time continuum to prevent external interference before producing innumerable Shredding shes bearing the same level of shing pierce power from the cut part. The number depends on Magilore consumed.


    [Congrattions, you have gained 10 Warlord Points.]


    ''It''s time to leave,'' Aleron rubbed his temples as he looked at the countdown.


    [Countdown: 31 minutes...]


    [Warlord Points: 2540]


    Aleron left and arrived back at the Warlord center hall, seeing a few Warlords talking to each


    other.


    "Hey, Ruinex. What are your damn skill tiers? It''s crazy."


    "You seem to have a higher legacy from Chaosverse like Luna, eh? Otherwise, I am not


    satisfied with my loss, hahaha."


    Aleron walked towards them while smiling and waving his hands, "Nah, I am just a genius and created those skills myself."


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    The four Warlords helplessly smiled in response. Two were women in their thirties, one was a man looking in histe twenties, and another was an old man with a long brown beard and bald head...all wearing their fancy robes and armor.


    "Warlord Ruinex, from which part of this cosmos you hail from?" Warlord Silkstar asked while caressing his beard.


    "I am not from here," Aleron vaguely answered with a smile that said he wasn''t interested in answering it before he added, "That said, I would''ve loved to chat with you about something if not for an emergency."


    "See youter on the battlefield then," Melissa smiled and winked, "Next time, you won''t


    escape."


    "That, we shall see," Aleron replied with augh and waved his hand. "See you allter."


    He entered the Time-Dtion dimension after paying 1000 Warlord points for 1 hour outside:


    1 minute in reality.


    [Gachapi: Master, you''ve fried your brain and created those seven Savant-grade skills. You also spent 101 hours in singr focus toprehend Concepts. Your mental exhaustion is not small at the moment, so rest using a Time Dtion package to


    "Hmm, you are right," Aleron wryly smiled and stretched his arms and legs. "I should take a


    nap for an hour."


    Using water, wind, and some non-elemental sybus for chemical invocation from water and wind, he created afortable and cool jelly cloud bed beforeying on it.


    Only half an hour was left before he would enter into a conflict filled with development that


    he wouldn''t be able to expect now.


    It was only wise to reach his prime condition before that.