Guild Mage: Apprentice - Chapter 142. Forgotten Students

[AWARDED: 10,000x SKILL PROFICIENCY MULTIPLIER.][Action Registered: Cast Basic Spark.][Nexus Glitch Activated: Proficiency x10,000.][WARNING: Concept Threshold Breached. Magic Law Unlocked.][Pyroblast evolves to Conceptual Law: Forbidden Tier - Solar Flare!]Instantly, a tiny, pathetic ember no larger than a match-strike mutates into a miniature sun, incinerating a pack of elite Demon Wolves and leaving behind a smooth crater of glowing, melted glass!————————[Action Registered: Executed Dagger Strike.][Nexus Glitch Activated: Proficiency x10,000.][Dagger Mastery leveled up to 10/10! Max Level Reached!][WARNING: Concept Threshold Breached. Combat Law Unlocked.][Assassin’s Creed evolves to Conceptual Law: God-Slayer’s Edge.]While normal players grind for years just for a 5% damage increase, Sebastian slashes the empty air once and gains a conceptual law that ignores 100% of physical armor, magical shielding, and conceptual invulnerability!While massive guilds try to zerg elite mobs, Sebastian solo-clears a five-hundred-man undead horde with a single snap of his fingers![Action Registered: Cast Basic Slow.][Nexus Glitch Activated: Proficiency x10,000.][WARNING: Concept Threshold Breached. Gravitational Law Unlocked.][Crushing Field evolves to Conceptual Law: Gravity Well.]Congratulations on turning a Tier 0 debuff into 100 Gs of atmospheric pressure! You have violently crushed the arrogant Golden Lions into the toxic sludge!Mocked for his 10-all base stats? He bypasses digestion cooldowns with [Forbidden Alchemy], granting himself an effectively infinite mana pool from literal garbage.Laughed at for his unarmored, Useless [Drifter] class? He evolves a basic wind blade into [Dimensional Sever], cleanly cutting a Level 12 Guardian's heavy armor in half without scratching his skin.Challenged by the pay-to-win guild master? He targets the fifty-meter radius around them and forces them to yield to the cold certainty of mass.But the Drifter’s greatest power is the [Nexus Glitch].He doesn't just learn skills; he evolves them into reality-breaking laws.From turning crushed, wilted weeds into Divine-tier [Potions of Knitting] to fracturing his own timeline to summon an [Army of One].Follow Sebastian as he transforms from a “glitch” into a Sovereign of Laws!He will build an impenetrable real-world Sanctuary, fight alongside the ruthless Arcane Valkyrie Valerie, and slaughter the Void Gods before the apocalypse even begins!

“Are you not scared it might be poisoned?” Abrielle's asked Cedric who drank the wine without hesitation.Cedric leaned closer to her with his head crooked on her neck, his warm intoxicating breath trickling on her skin.His hoarse voice came out lightly. “If the poison is given by my wife, I will drink it without hesitation. It will be an honour to die in your hands.”Abrielle's mouth fell agape, stunned by his words. What was wrong with his head? Cedric then bit the tip of her ear to distract her from her thoughts. “Now I have done your bidding, dear wife; it is time you do mine. How about we get rid of this restriction on your body?”Abrielle's face flushed red. This sly scum. She could not wait to kill him.****Being transmigrated to your favourite novel would be anyone's dream, well, except for Hazel.Hazel, a world-class writer, was transmigrated into her book, “The Dragons and the priestess.” after she died in an unfortunate accident a day before her first date with her long-time crush. She was already cussing her luck until she was hit by a double tragedy.Hazel was now Abrielle, the Villainess of the novel, who was destined to die at her husband's hand, Prince Cedric. Struck with this tragedy, Abrielle attempted to escape the border before her wedding but failed miserably.Forced to marry the heartless first prince of Darconia in a marriage that could only be broken with death as the escape, Abrielle came up with another plan.“A hundred ways to kill her husband.”Abrielle, who finds herself in the middle of the messed up plot of her novel, tries to navigate this world by trying several methods to kill her husband because she refuses to die by her creation's hand.But why does, despite multiple attempts of trying to kill this heartless prince, he refuse to die and just keeps on bothering Abrielle? He should be interested in the female lead and not the villainess!Why don't you join this epic journey and see how Abrielle's and Cedric's story unfold? Would she be able to escape her fate?

Lucas Carter, a stressed-out office worker, never expected to die, let alone be reincarnated into a brutal world where beasts are the key to power. Born as the heir to a lowly barony, surrounded by elves, beastkin, dragons, and demonic clans, he was supposed to be a mere pawn, nothing more than a stepping stone for the true power players.But fate had other plans. Armed with a modern strategist’s mind and a mysterious system that grants him the ability to tame legendary beasts, Lucas quickly rises above the limitations of his birth. With the power to summon beasts, fuse them into deadly weapons, and unlock hidden skills, Lucas is no longer just surviving—he’s thriving.By his side are his loyal companions:Umbra, a Black Nemean Lion with indestructible fur and devastating roars that disrupt magic.Zephyra, a playful yet fierce Baby Wind Dragon who wields the power of wind itself.With his growing army of legendary beasts and his tactical genius, Lucas begins to build an empire. Along the way, he forms bonds with powerful women from every race, all while navigating the dangers of political intrigue, betrayal, and the constant threat of rivals who want to take everything he’s earned.One beast at a time, Lucas will carve his name into history. But in a world where strength is everything, can his cunning and loyalty to his beasts truly make him the ultimate ruler?

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself.Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans.***He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. “So, you laugh?” His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. “Hades, I—”“But you only laugh at other men's jokes,” he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. “Not your husband's.” The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us.A nervous chuckle escaped me. “You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake.”In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think.When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. “You can’t laugh at my jokes...” he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, “but you’ll come with my fingers.”I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment.“I don’t need your laughter,” he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. “I’ll have every other part of you instead.”