The first egg was previously a shadow panther. But the shadow element itself was received from the user as a mutation from the combination of the panther pedigree and the element of the past user. And now one has only to guess what the power of a mystical creature is.
Every mystical being had in its nature a law, a concept or an idea.
They all came from the world of Elodie, which in itself prompted the creation of an intelligent life form. While they are still in their infancy, each egg is worth at least one monster kingdom in total. And no one knows about it yet. After all, each egg appears only once a year and no one can know about it, because it was not created by the system, but by the mind that gave rise to these worlds.
As soon as Mark touched the egg with his finger, he felt a strong suction. From which his hand went numb, up to the elbow.
"Here you go, you insatiable boy. Well, so be it.
Time to test my strength, and experiment with manno infusion.
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Name: Mark Plan
Isca: Blood
Class: Hagerim
Rank - 2 (3/3 activated sub-ranks)
Gift: Thirsty (strengthened version of hunger, additionally gives the ability to drain manno from artifacts and manno-related items)
Talent: ✰
Strength: 85/90
Agility: 90/90
Intelligence: 88/90
Manno: 90/90
Skills:
- manno flow - LV - 32/40 (B) (passive)
- medium manno release - LV - 29/40 (B) (active)
- manno control - LV - 1/40 (B) (passive)
- all language - LV - 7/50 (A) (active)
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- bloody horn - LV - 4/50 (A) (active)
- natural weapons LV - 12/50 (A) (active)
- eyes of higher human LV - ???(Max)(passive)
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"Looks like the only thing I'm missing is the core, if you think about it, since we're in the city. That is not a problem. While Mark was making plans for the day, there was a knock on the door.
Knock, knock
- The door is open, come in. Mark said out of laziness, not wanting to part with the warmth of the bed.
Seno entered the room, she held a piece of paper in her hand, with gilded edges.
- Mark, look what I got when I walked around the city in the morning. She said as she handed over the paper, curious to know why the paper was so beautifully designed and made from quality paper.
"So…it says here. All who are young and brave, come and take part in the annual recruitment of Wildfire Academy. To pass you need to fulfill three conditions.
First, awaken. The second is to have something that will make you stand out from the crowd. And the third condition is the goal that will sweep away everything in your path. If all three conditions are not a problem for you, then what are you waiting for, the doors of our Academy are already open for you, you only need to take a step towards your future.
"Wow, this is… wow. The conditions are simple for us, so what do you think? Let's go try. There is even a part of the city map where the Academy is indicated.
Yes, it's worth a try. But just in case, be prepared to fight. Everything sounds too smooth, because of this, the catch is carefully hidden.
- Hey, as always. Not everything is so gloomy here. Maybe we just got unlucky with the spawn point.
As you know, you decide what is what.
After chatting, they both went downstairs. There, on the first floor, three people were already having breakfast, comfortably chewing bread, with pieces of meat.
- Chef, we have the same dish as everyone else. Mark called out as he waved to the man behind the counter. He nodded confidently and walked into the kitchen. A minute later he returned with a steaming bowl of meat and a piece of gray bread.
As he tried to bite into the bread, Mark could almost feel his teeth cracking. At that moment, a strong hand clapped on his shoulder.
- Well, young man, do not rush, first tear a piece of bread into the broth and then eat it. He said chuckling from Mark's face. The hay was no better, but doing as the man said she was surprised that stale bread could taste so good. Mark, seeing that this brick can be eaten, also tried it. To his surprise, soft grain replaced the callousness. Even the color of the bread changed after, becoming a little more golden after dipping it into the broth.
Leaving the money for the food that was on the menu pinned to the table, the two left. After wandering around the city, occasionally asking for the direction of Wildfire Academy, they were able to come to a large four meter high gate that was open. Through which many races entered. There were people, orcs, gnomes, dark elves, goblins, hobbits, giants, trolls, centaurs and other creatures.
Moving along the current, one could see the difference in the situation of the population. The poor had clothes with holes and lots of old stains. The middle class had clean clothes, but without any excess of any flamboyance. And the upper class they looked like they came to the fashion parade. Their clothes screamed - expensive!!!
Mark and Seno were more like the middle class, except that their gait was more strict like the military, which was due to the campaign. Everyone who was on a hike somehow learned to move in a folded manner, and with a minimum of noise. Which was a must. And Mark and Seno successfully managed to master a similar skill.