Floating Island - Triple S Talent

- Level: 100 (0%)

- Judul: (Leader of The Sovereign 3), (Pilar Suci Semesta), (Ancestral Pathway)

- Attributes: STR 141,815, AGI 141,881, INT 138,134, RES 140,089

- Class: Swordsman

- Altar : (Soul Altar - Universe)

- Element : (Elemen Mimpi - Bintang 1)

- Skills: (Divine Slash Shadow), (Sky Shattering Slash), (Area of Light), (Sword Heaven Prison), (Sacred Heart Sword), (Sky Sword Rain), (Soul Sense), (Soul Annihilation), (Astral Soul Manipulation), (Celestial Soul Rend), (Heavenly Blade Mirror), (Soul Constellation Dance)

- Sub Skills: (Double Slash), (Sword Aura), 51 more…

- Equipment: (Divine Sword +15), (Voidstride Boots +15), (Celestial Shadow Cloak +15), (Wrathforged Claws +15), (Crown of Temporal Mastery +15)

- Artifact: (Time Ring - pure), (Vortex Plate - heaven), 34 more…

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System Chat Message

: (Human Race of Earth), (Alliance), (Staff),...]

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Market

: Devine Sky Realm]

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Friend

: Cute Cat, Laras, ...]

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Orb Island

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A sharp and attentive gaze emanated from Lein's face. His eyes focused on the panel displaying all the achievements and power he had accumulated. Listed there were his titles, extraordinary abilities, and high-level artifacts now within his grasp—each item was a manifestation of his extraordinary status.

For a moment, he felt estranged from his newfound power. He almost forgot how strong he had become. Two significant breakthroughs had occurred since his fierce battle against Fryon, a terrifying Tier-3 adversary who had overwhelmed even Elen and Ayumi, the President of the Japanese Alliance.

"Only two breakthroughs? Hehh," Lein chuckled cynically, laughing at himself.

If not for his unique duplication talent and the god-tier breakthrough artifact he obtained from Mharzan, he might never have reached the Grandmaster level. Lein was well aware that the world he inhabited was filled with unforeseen dangers, just as luck often arrived without warning.

"Am I lucky?" Lein asked himself, unsure of the answer.

His SSS talent, (Infinity Duplicate), was merely a high title without meaning if not coupled with luck. He realized that even with his talent, his life was not guaranteed. There were figures out there with powers beyond his imagination, who, if they wished him dead, could make it happen at any moment.

However, Lein was unwilling to dwell on such thoughts for too long. His presence at this point was proof that he possessed a sliver of luck—perhaps just enough to keep him alive. "Maybe," he thought, with a faint smile.

After reading through all the information on the panel, a small smile played on his lips. His average attributes now stood at an extraordinary level—over 140,000. His body felt filled with indescribable power. He felt as though he could do anything within the reach of his thoughts, even stretching tens of thousands of kilometers away.

Lein exhaled slowly, stepping out of the hidden room he'd created to concentrate his energy. Outside, his gaze immediately met Ana's, who sat in her chair in exactly the same position as before. When she saw Lein emerge, Ana smiled warmly, her face glowing with relief.

"Hello, Sir. Is there anything I can assist you with?" Ana's voice sounded alert and attentive.

Lein stared at her for a moment, curiosity sparking within him. "What did you feel earlier?" he asked with a tone of interest.

Ana nodded, then recounted her experience with a serious expression. She described how she and the guards suddenly felt overwhelming pressure, as if an unknown power had surged around them. They briefly thought Lein was being attacked by a far stronger being, as the energy aura was so sudden and frightening.

Lein nodded in understanding, responding briefly, "Alright..."

He was just about to focus his mind on testing his new elemental control when his view suddenly shifted. Around him, he saw clusters of energy floating in the air—like smoke, but denser and more captivating. The energy was a metallic gray with sparkling white specks that softly glimmered.

"What is this?" Lein murmured, astonished.

Every time he thought of something, the clusters of energy moved as if directly responding to the rhythm of his thoughts. Not just one; the clusters increased and decreased, swirling in sync with the shadows of his thoughts, appearing and disappearing in unpredictable patterns.

"I'm going to try creating a dream," Lein thought to himself, his lips curling into a faint smile.

He focused his mind on a scene: a beautiful beach with stretches of white sand, blue waters reflecting the sunlight, and a cloudless, clear sky. At the shore, a woman leaned on her partner's shoulder, sharing a quiet moment as they enjoyed the view.

Not far from them, a soda vendor walked along the beach, offering refreshment to anyone in need.

The woman waved toward the vendor. "Sir, I'd like to buy two sodas," she said, smiling sweetly at her partner.

As Lein envisioned the scene in detail, the swirling gray energy clusters around him began to move, responding to his imagination. The clusters blended together, merging into one to form a large bubble that floated in the air.

The bubble was so clear and fairly large—about ten meters in diameter—hovering slowly in front of Lein. Inside the bubble, the vision of the beach, the couple, the soda vendor, and every detail he had imagined appeared vividly, one by one.

Lein was stunned, watching the "dream" he created become a reality within the bubble.

"Amazing…" Lein whispered in awe.

"But… how do I use this dream bubble?" An idea suddenly popped into his mind—he would test it on Ana.

With intense concentration, he directed the large bubble until it floated toward Ana. Slowly, the bubble enveloped her body, positioning her right at the center of Lein's imagination. Ana, who was busy with the tablet in her hand, suddenly felt her eyes grow heavy, her mind wrapped in an irresistible drowsiness. She tried to resist, but it became harder, until finally, her eyes closed.

When she opened them again, Ana felt refreshed, as though she had just awoken from a long sleep. She was startled to realize she was now on a beautiful beach, with a soft sea breeze brushing against her skin. Beside her, a handsome man sat with a gentle smile, looking at her attentively.

Ana leaned on the man's shoulder, feeling comfortable and at peace.

"How are you feeling, Ana?" the handsome man's voice sounded gentle, making Ana's heart race faster. His voice was like a warm whisper that enveloped her consciousness.

"I-I… I'm happy… very happy," Ana replied haltingly, trying to control her heartbeat. A sense of happiness enveloped her, yet at the same time, a strange feeling arose within her heart—she felt this wasn't entirely real, but it was so captivating.

The man smiled softly, as if understanding the confusion reflected in Ana's eyes.

"What's wrong? You look puzzled," he asked, lifting Ana's chin with his index finger, causing her to look up and meet his gaze directly. Their eyes met in a profound intimacy, so intense that Ana felt as though she was sinking into his eyes.

Ana couldn't answer. She felt as if she was intoxicated by his gaze. His face was so close, handsome and perfect. She felt an irresistible urge to get closer, her heart swept away in the strange vibration that flowed through the air between them.

She closed her eyes, hoping to feel… a kiss.