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the wise warrior

I had a full life, 80 years in my profession reaching this age was an achievement without counting that I was dying of cancer, the bullets from the battlefields did not get the better of me but a cursed liver cancer. It's a good death for an old special forces soldier. I feel death coming a last look at my life, regrets yes I couldn't start a family.... My eyes are heavy where am I my vision is blurry boobs damn I'm drinking milk.....i got reincarnated...a family that will be my goal in this life a family....I didn't think starting a family was going to be more complicated in this life than tje Last one .. 

Steeven_Joseph_9690 · Fantasy
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Chapter 15 an anomaly

The lycans all headed towards my position. I wonder what the scope of creation is. I had expressed my ideas out loud and MK responded to me

- According to the data that I have this talent is rare and classified sss. Because it allows its holder to create whatever their imagination is capable of given the availability of basic materials and the level of mana.

- Interesting.

I summoned Pan and asked him what his chances are against lycans.

- Thanks to the master's gift I am a level S warrior and my soldiers are level AA. In a situation where we have the advantage on the ground it will be an easy victory but in a head-on confrontation if the master does not intervene it will be difficult to say who will win.

This one makes damned sense for a zombie, I love it more and more my Pan. Mk in her inorganic feminine voice added master what do you think of this little fort. He made a small star fort appear in hologram with a height of 30 meters. With your master mana this is possible. I was wondering why not give it a try. We are surrounded by woods I put both hands on the ground I visualized all the details of the fort and threw my mana into a field of trees and in less than 15 minutes a star-shaped fort was present in front of me, we entered it and closed the doors and we went to the walls just in time to see the lycans appear like a horde of madmen. My 257 orcs took up positions and I had loaded them with the armor that the prince had given me. I understand why he was so insistent that I take so many materiel on board.

My orcs looked like a military corps and I left Pan in charge. Pan impressed me he was effective in these instructions. My 257 orcs launched arrows at the enemies once they were 300 meters away and once they were 200 meters away spears wreaked havoc on the lycans at 100 meters to my great surprise 20 of my orc warriors were also capable To use magic I noticed a rain of black fire annihilating the last attackers, only the king of the lycans remained. Pan asked me

- Master can I face him one vs one. I didn't want to lose Pan but the honor of the orcs was palpable in his voice.

- Yes but if I feel that you are going to lose I will intervene.

- Yes my Lord. Pan jumped from the top of the walls and went to meet the king of the Lycans. This last one, 4 meters high, with his muzzle bloodied by arrows, spears and the fire of the zombies, seemed almost dead but his rage seemed to be coming out of him.

- Lycan king submits to us and the master will gives you limitless powers. The Lycan king responded with a shout that seemed to say no and rushed towards Pan who with a slash of his axes blew off his head. Damn I was hoping for a good fight, I got an execution. But 500 lycan bodies were waiting for me to bring them back to life and I cast my control spell my mana went to their core and they started to come back. The more I reanimated them, the more rage took hold of me. This wave of emotion was the curse of the Necromentians. I felt like I was going to turn into a lycan.

I was fighting with all my will, I barely noticed a silhouette of a man casting a spell on me and I passed out.

When I opened my eyes I recognized the room. I had returned to Bilkos' workshop but instead of the automatons, I saw an old woman reading a book. She addressed me

- Finally wake up, it's not all about having powers, you have to know how to use them.

- Thank you but who are you?

- This is not visible I am Bilko Spergenta. Reckless young mana bomb on leg. I tried to stand up but Bilko stopped me.

- Don't move yet, you'll have to learn to filter the flow of emotion and mana from your monsters and only choose what you want.

- How ?

- We will start with those who roam around in your subconscious and who fuel your rage unfortunately the lyncantropic trait is already imprinted in your soul.

-So I'm a werewolf

- Fortunately no, you're something better. But before we get to my mana purification you need to know something. You're an anomaly when I look at your primary abilities

Intelligence: 10,000,000

Strength 15,000,000

Stamina 30,000,000

Mana 300,000,000

These figures are that of a young dragon of 100 years old. But you are human and you are only 12 years old.

- I don't understand

Bilko heaved a sigh

- I'll explain to you let's go with the mana simply for a human it varies:

from 100,000 to 100,000,000 at 1,000,000 we

talk about wise in humans because it's the minimum to manage several Affinites without taking into account that it's rare . Your mana number is a record for humanity. But this also puts you in danger because even the dragons did not exceed 300,000,000 before their second baptism call the awakened for humans, this happens at 15 years for humans it is a final transformation of the mana circuits to adapt to the most high level of mana capacity of the individuals. So if you exceed your current numbers before 15 years you risk exploding and destroying the continent with you. I was speechless and dripping with sweat. Damn this life was more complicated than the last one.

- Listen Lustre I'm going to give you a mana ring, it's a rare item that can store up to 500,000,000 mana in it.

- why are you helping me so much?

- Because when a being like you appears there is surely another one as screwed up as you who will think of destroying the world so I help you in the hope that you are the one who will save him. Small anomaly.