Ex-Rank Awakening: My Attacks Make Me Stronger - Chapter 369

Chapter 369: 369. Heat & Perception.
Leon stood quietly as the last traces of Adrian’s awakening light faded.

The air still hummed with power, the kind that made space feel a little thinner.

Each of the new Lords carried a presence that hadn’t been there minutes ago.

Their talents had rewritten their limits, dragging their ranks upward until every one of them stood in the divine stage.

Five Pandorian days had forged the foundation, but these evolutions carved something entirely new.

Leon’s attention lingered on Adrian.

The surge in Adrian’s talent had been sharp enough that Leon felt it through the air.

Full Counter had already been impressive, especially after Adrian pushed himself into A-rank by mastering the Exalted Black Star Art.

Now the evolved version, the Lord talent Throne of Denial, settled around him like a crown no one else could wear.

The name alone carried weight.

The talent no longer stopped at physical attacks. It reached deeper, toward something far more dangerous.

Leon took a slow breath as he studied Adrian again.

‘The ability to counter fate…’ it almost felt unfair. Too strong at first glance. Broken, even.

Still, he forced himself to keep a level mind.

Power always hid its own limits. He would learn what Throne of Denial truly meant when the time came.

When he shifted his gaze, Eden and Blessing caught the light like a matched pair.

Blessing perched on Eden’s shoulder, wings folded neatly.

The pressure rolling off the two of them pressed faint ripples across the hall. S rank, and unmistakably divine.

Leon narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing the link between Eden and the small familiar.

It wasn’t born from Eden’s talent, which made it even more interesting.

The connection reached deeper, tapping at Leon’s own bloodline.

Blessing’s bond with Eden had strengthened so sharply that Leon felt it in the background of his mind, it was quiet but present.

Eden had been strong before this.

His climb to A rank during the Corruption Cluster campaign had been sharp and controlled, each step reinforced by the Armans Empire supporting him and Blessing absorbing corruption to fuel his growth.

But this… this was something else entirely.

Emberflow, Eden’s old extraordinary talent, had already given him precise control over flames.

Leon remembered how clean Eden’s fire used to be, how the heat wrapped around every movement like a trained animal.

But the new talent, [Blaze Emperor’s Mandate,] settled into Eden’s mana with a weight that felt ancient.

Eden lifted a hand and a faint shimmer of heat responded, bending to his thoughts.

Leon could feel it on the edge of his skin.

Not just heat.

Dominion.

The talent reached down to the molecular level, gripping everything that produced warmth, even the faint thermal breath that fed the universe’s expansion.

Eden could slow that expansion by reducing the heat around him, and the moment he did, time bent with it.

Everywhere came into focus with a slow, settling hush.

Leon exhaled once, letting the lingering heat of Eden’s power drift from his thoughts.

Even now, the echo of that dominion over heat pressed faintly against the edges of the hall.

Eden’s flames didn’t just burn.

They shaped the space around them and bent the universe’s natural push outward.

Leon had felt it in his bones, an impossible trick that made the air seem too still.

It was deadly, elegant and absolute.

A good match for Adrian’s impossible defense.

A good match for the coming battles.

With those two beside him, they could march through armies and leave the ground unshaken.

He would have laughed at the thought earlier. Not because he doubted them, but because he knew how things must have looked from their side.

Standing beside him, Elizabeth, and Nikko, three trial takers way beyond normal standards wasn’t easy.

Even with all their effort, even with all their talent, the gap must have felt like a wall.

But now the gap was smaller.

Now they stood closer to them in height.

Leon glanced over his shoulder as the air shifted again.

The haze of divine light faded from the chamber, and Leon felt the next aura click into place like a lock turning.

Racheal’s presence steadied behind him, bright and sharp as a blade drawn in moonlight.

A subtle breeze blew pass, followed by the tightening of space and a soft harmonic hum that wasn’t sound at all.

Racheal’s aura was rising.

Her body settled into stillness, the divine glow behind her skin dimming to a steady pulse.

Leon watched her eyes open, those clear emeralds catching the faint light of the hall.

She had already been divine before he marked her, elevated through her complete elf transformation.

What held her back was never her potential, only the rank of her talent.

Clarovoyance was strong—borderline frightening—at the Saint level.

But once his mark reshaped it the boundaries shattered.

[Throne of Boundless Perception.]

The name echoed across her aura like a quiet proclamation.

Clarovoyance had once let her locate anyone she had met, no matter the distance.

A talent for seeing, understanding and tracking.

But the Lord-rank version didn’t simply extend that.

It unfurled.

Leon felt it before she even spoke.

A delicate pressure brushed his thoughts, it was not intrusive, it was just present like a hand hovering an inch from his chest.

She wasn’t reading him. She wasn’t trying to. But the talent would, if she willed it.

She could see the weave of fate the way others saw constellations.

She could read time in gentle swells, glimpse choices before they formed. And beyond that, she could peer straight through a person’s soul, through every memory, desire, and shadow.

Nothing in existence could hide from those eyes.

Racheal drew a slow breath. When she looked up at him, her gaze seemed deeper than before, almost endless.

Leon nodded once, quiet pride warming his chest.

Her lips curved in a small, knowing smile, and for a moment the hall felt brighter.

Another Lord had risen. Another pillar set into place.

And with yet another awakening, the world trembled a little more.

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-Authors Note-

Mass release if we reach top 60 of golden tickets ranking let’s go!