Finn slid through on the ground with a layer of Ice rolling before him. He was in deep thought with his eyebrows scrunched up and his face filled with worry.After the battle with the {Flame Devil}, Forza has gained a skill. He hadn't expected it at all, as he hadn't participated in the fight much. The skill was called {Ice Craft} and it gave him more freedom to control his ice constructs. He could put varying amounts of mana into the skill and would be able to create things ranging from tiny sharp needles to whole glaciers of Ice if he wanted.It all just depended on his mana control and the amount of mana he had.In the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the cliff end where Hunter, Jayden, and Myles were looking over.Myles had a serene expression on his face as he held onto the shaft of his spear while facing the ocean. The grey clouds had stolen all color from the surface of the vast body of water, but that didn't take away its grandness at all. Tiny sparks revolved around him as

The final step in becoming a runecrafter was the hardest as well. All he had gone through was just the build-up to this stage.In this stage, there were going to be a lot of things that might give him physical and or mental trauma. In more accurate terms, it would test his talent, as well as diligence and ability to go at it for days on end without taking a break.Runecrafting involved a lot of hard work, and it consisted of a very grueling process of constant concentration and stability.He would also need constant practice to increase his skills in runecrafting, which would, in turn, increase his mana control ability.He began getting the ink for the runes ready...Rhys let out a sigh as he realized he had been reading and studying runecrafting in seclusion for about 3 days already. He didn't even realize it, as 3 days were neither a long nor short period of time. He had made a large amount of progress, and there were still a lot of resources he had yet to consume, so there was stil

Rhys exhaled a breath of hot air as he placed the needle down beside him. On his skin was a glowing red tattoo that created a nice compliment to the gloomy dark surroundings. There was pride in Rhys's eyes as he admired the rune he had engraved into his skin.Since it was a {Rune of Swiftness}, he had engraved it onto his leg. The red glow eventually faded away, leaving only a group of faint lines that could barely be seen on his skin. He had used a few other agility runes before, but this was the first one he had created, so it was special. It had taken him roughly thirty minutes to complete the rune. However, he wasn't done yet...He was certain he could draw runes, but his goal was to create an array. An array is a complex rune created by combining nine runes of the same type. For example, to create a {Rune of Swiftness} array, he would need to draw nine runes of swiftness on his skin, then connect them to form the array.And since runes were upgradeable, he would be able to increa

Rhys stared at the runes on his flesh with satisfaction in his eyes. He had completed the remaining Agility-based {Rune of Swiftness}, and the creation of the first regular runic array he had ever seen was unfolding right before his eyes.The runes rearranged themselves by phasing across his skin as though it was the surface of an ocean. This was made possible because the changes occurring weren't completely physical, but had elements of the spiritual world working behind them.A subtle heat unlike the pain that came with inscribing runes glided across his left leg. Eventually, the nine runes all inter lapped and formed a more solid rune that looked way more complex and outstanding than basic runes, immediately drawing Rhys's eyes in.***{Congratulations to the host... You have successfully created a basic rune array...}{Array of the Fast}: Type(Agility)...Description: Grants a total of 100 extra stat points to the agility stat. The host will choose between two basic agility passiv

There was silence in a clearing as a man broke through the line of trees separating the space and the dense foliage appeared, facing a total of fifteen men.He had a {Black Obsidian} sword hanging from his hilt, and a head full of curly black black hairs. His body was lean, but packed with power, and his stance showed he had a perfect grasp over his body and center of gravity.He strutted into the center of the men who all looked powerful in their rights. These men had serious expressions on their faces and dangerous auras, but they all held onto magical staffs. The only person in their midst that wielded a weapon was Luke."What did they want this time, Luke?" A man with glasses and a physique smaller than the other men in the group said to Luke in a small effeminate voice."They wanted to eat some roasted mutant beast meat, so they called me to make the fire..." Luke said with a cold look on his face."Those bastards!" One of the men with a huge frame and a large staff sitting on a