Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

Aengus emerged ten light-years away from the World of Tiamat, the freshly cast wormhole sealing shut behind him with a faint ripple in space. His eyes scanned the vast expanse ahead, narrowing at the sight of a fleet of space warships moving in precise formation toward the direction he had come from.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Hundreds of ships, glimmering with advanced magical runes and energy cores, moved with a speed that would astound ordinary minds; at least a few thousand times the speed of light.

He observed them carefully, noting their patterns and power levels. None of the ships or their occupants seemed formidable enough to warrant concern. With the subtle manipulation of his Void Law, he passed by them like a faint speck of nothingness, completely undetectable.

As he moved further ahead, Aengus began preparing for his next leap. He raised his hand, and with a swirl of Time and Space, he cast Chrono Singularity once again. The fabric of reality distorted and folded, forming a temporary passageway.

With a cold determined eyes, Aengus darted forward into the swirling corridor. However, he failed to notice the microscopic lifeforms that had been disturbed in the spatial turbulence. These tiny entities, invisible to the naked eye but imbued with unique properties, slipped into the passage behind him, trailing his path unknowingly.

The Chrono Singularity sealed behind him, leaving no trace of his journey as he ventured deeper into the cosmos, his mind set on his ultimate goal.

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Tiamat Academy.

In one of the Academy's grand chambers, a tense gathering of powerful figures loomed over Elena and Olivia. The two young women, still pale from their ordeal, stood before them with trepidation. Several of their peers who had been Soul-Bound by Aengus had not survived, but Elena and Olivia were among the lucky few whose bindings were successfully removed by an expert in Soul Arts.

Despite being freed, their fear increased instead. Their gazes darted nervously between the formidable individuals surrounding them.

"Don't worry, child," a kind old man said softly, his expression gentle. "We're not here to harm you."

"Yes, just tell us about that creature," another interjected, his tone stern. "And don't even think about lying to us."

"Ah, stop scaring the girls, you old fool," barked a grizzled elder with a fiery demeanor. "This one here is Roxana's bloodline. If she hears about this, you'll lose you balls."

At the mention of Roxana, the stern man hesitated. "Roxana? Since when did she have a daughter?"

"She doesn't," another elder chimed in with a dismissive wave. "This child was cast out from their lineage long ago, but the blood still runs true."

The room grew quieter as they considered this revelation. A few muttered among themselves, expressing a mix of pity and curiosity.

"Poor child," someone murmured.

The kind grizzled elder stepped closer,

"There's no need to fear us, Little Olivia. Just tell us everything you know about him. I give you my word—neither you nor your friend will come to harm under our watch."

Elena and Olivia exchanged nervous glances, their faces pale and uncertain. It was clear they had no choice but to cooperate.

"He...his name is Aengus Degaro," Olivia said, her voice trembling. "The Emperor of the Mythraldor Trial World. He's the one who single-handedly abolished the gods' rule and forced the trial to end." She glanced at Elena, who nodded in confirmation.

"What!"

Gasps and murmurs filled the room. Several of the Exalted figures exchanged incredulous looks.

"Aengus Degaro?" muttered the grizzled elder, his kind demeanor flickering with surprise. "You mean the defected boy from the Degaro household?"

Dean Belrox's face darkened as he exchanged a glance with his senior. Both were equally stunned by the revelation.

"Isn't he the boy who trespassed into the Mythraldor Trial with Exalted Hexagon's assistance?" Dean Belrox muttered, utterly surprised. Explore stories at empire

"Hexagon? He again," growled the senior old man, his voice thick with contempt. "That conniving bastard. What is he up to this time? First, he helped that boy to enter the trial. Then, he snatched those two natives right from under our noses with his trickery."

His fists clenched, and a faint aura of destructive energy rippled from his body, momentarily shaking the chamber.

One of the calmer elders raised a hand, trying to mediate. "Calm yourself, Eldarion. If this boy from Degaro family truly possesses the power to defy those lowly gods and end trial by force, then we are dealing with an anomaly far greater than Hexagon's usual antics."

Eldarion scoffed but tempered his aura. "An anomaly, indeed. But no anomaly escapes forever. We will track him down, and when we do, he will face judgment."

"Okay, little Olivia, now tell us everything about his exploits in that Trial World. How did he grow so strong?" the grizzled old man, Elheim, urged, clearly interested to know more.

Olivia began to recount the story, and as the exalted figures listened to Aengus' deeds, their reactions were a sight to behold.

From Olivia's narrative, Aengus came across as cruel and vicious, yet his purpose was grand, though the listeners scoffed at the term. They disapproved of his methods. To them it he was reckless Devilish Prodigy in the path becoming another Evil Seeker.

But what truly caught their attention was the speed of his growth—reaching World-level power in mere months. Even the top talents of the Primal Realm couldn't hope to match such a feat.

Now, they found themselves in a dilemma. How should they approach this boy? His ties to the powerful Degaro household made the situation more precarious, as it was not an adversary they wished to provoke lightly.

"We should go to that b*stard Hexagon's place and bring that boy into our custody. Justice must be served. How else will we answer to the world? Where is our integrity? If we fail to act, we risk being frowned upon for failing to ensure the safety of our students," Eldarion said darkly.

Elheim couldn't find words to disagree, nor could the others.

"If we fail to provide justice for the two students, then as a Grand Academy that has nurtured countless powerhouses, we risk becoming a laughingstock in the entire Xenia Domain."