My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 970 Integrated Fragment

The chamber echoed with a devastating sound as the creature's body began to move, its massive axes sweeping outwards in wide arcs. It then commenced a spin, initially slow, the blades carving paths through the air that blurred into streaks as its rotational speed intensified. The force emanating from the edges stretched outwards, manifesting as a swirling vortex of power around the Minotaur. The very ground beneath its hooves began to fracture as the spinning accelerated further.

This was more than a mere spin.

It was a convergence of power.

With each revolution, its speed increased, drawing more power into the motion until the Minotaur became the epicenter of a tightening vortex. The axes ceased to be discernible as separate weapons, instead becoming continuous lines of cutting force that seemed to cleave the very air around it.

Then, it charged.

The spinning mass hurtled towards me like a localized tempest, the immense pressure preceding the blades. I braced myself, raising my own axe and adopting a firm stance, choosing to meet the onslaught directly rather than retreat, unleashing [Annihilator Cleave].

The initial impact resonated with a sharp clang.

Steel met steel, but the collision did not cease there.

The second strike followed before I could even shift my position.

Then the third.

Blow after blow rained down.

The relentless rotation transformed each swing into a connected assault, the force accumulating at a speed beyond my ability to counter. Each impact drove through my arms, forcing me back incrementally as I struggled to maintain my ground. The earth groaned beneath my feet as I dug in, yet it proved futile.

My defense was crumbling.

The angle of attack shifted mid-spin; one of the axes dropped, slicing lower than anticipated, bypassing my guard's edge before I could react.

It found its mark.

Then another found purchase.

The spinning onslaught did not falter or slow, its strikes systematically dismantling my defenses, overwhelming my stance completely. My axe was nudged aside by a mere fraction—

And that was all the opening it required.

The full force of the spinning monstrosity slammed into me. The blades tore through my defenses. The world’s sounds faded into oblivion.

The oppressive pressure vanished. The only sensation left was the lingering echo of the beast's roar in my ears.

My grip weakened, and my vision began to blur.

The final image imprinted on my mind was the slowing, spinning blur eventually coming to a halt.

Then, darkness enveloped me.

I found myself standing once more before the throne.

The system announced its verdict.

[Trial Failed]

[Level Up!]

[Level 50 → Level 60]

[Combat Points + 0]

[Influence Points + 0]

[Performance Evaluated] [Reward Granted]

[Select Law Fragment]

A system interface materialized before me, displaying five distinct fragments.

[Law Fragment: Fire]: A law centered on continuous devastation, empowering attacks with a lingering burning effect that persists post-impact, consuming both physical substance and spiritual energy. Rather than concluding conflicts swiftly, it ensures damage escalates over time, hindering recovery and transforming prolonged battles into certain ruin.

[Law Fragment: Lightning]: A law governing immediate, explosive destruction, augmenting both speed and impact force. Strikes infused with this fragment deliver concussive blows, releasing energy upon contact and spreading rapidly through targets. It elevates execution velocity to the point where movements become a blur, turning every action into a high-speed assault capable of overwhelming numerous adversaries simultaneously.

[Law Fragment: Ruin]: A law that inflicts degradation upon all it encounters. Instead of relying on sheer destructive power, it erodes structural integrity, diminishing the resilience of targets with successive hits. Armament, fabricated structures, and fortified defenses lose their ability to withstand force, rendering subsequent attacks progressively more potent.

[Law Fragment: Decay]: A law focused on slow attrition, causing targets to degrade over time. Each interaction diminishes strength, fortitude, and energetic stability, proving particularly effective in drawn-out contests where sustained pressure inevitably leads to collapse.

[Law Fragment: Fracture]: A law that targets inherent weaknesses, aligning strikes with points of vulnerability. Attacks become more effective against susceptible areas, increasing the probability of critical damage while also disrupting active defenses, energy constructs, and the execution of techniques.

I was genuinely surprised that the trial offered a Law Fragment even in failure. If this was the consolation for defeat, I could only speculate about the rewards for success. The thought crossed my mind briefly but didn't linger. My attention refocused on the choices presented.

I scrutinized each description, carefully evaluating them against my personal combat style and my current capabilities.

My gaze settled upon one option.

Lightning.

Its appeal lay not just in its destructive potential but in its immediacy. It struck and concluded the engagement in a single, fluid motion. Furthermore, I felt an inherent understanding of it. The sole uncertainty was whether this comprehension would manifest as tangible power in this realm. Without further hesitation, I made my decision.

"I'll take this one."

[Law Fragment: Lightning Selected]

The instant my selection was registered, the world dissolved once more as a torrent of profound understanding flooded my perception and consciousness.

Moves, swifter than thought, flashed through my mind in rapid progression. I didn't witness lightning's movement; instead, I comprehended its nature. Not in straight trajectories, but in the most expedient paths, slicing through resistance, adapting instantaneously, striking where its journey could be completed most efficiently. There was no hesitation, no drawn-out buildup once its intent was set.

Its existence was for completion.

For connection.

For cessation.

I sensed a surge of Qi coursing through channels, bifurcating, splitting, then rejoining, each path selected in a fleeting moment based on what lay ahead. There was no wasted effort. No excess. Only pure execution.

Then came the impact. An instantaneous release. Stored Qi collapsed into a single instant, discharging violently upon contact, not halting at the initial point but erupting outward, chaining, spreading devastation across all that was connected. The swifter the execution, the slimmer the chance for the target to react, to defend, to remain in its prior state before the strike.

The integration concluded gradually, the understanding solidifying as the overwhelming influx of information subsided.

The system responded.

[Law Fragment Integrated: Lightning]

I exhaled, steadying myself as the final vestiges of the insight settled.

"...Yeah," I murmured softly.

"This is going to be useful."

A new notification appeared.

[Law Skill Learned]

[Lightning Integration (Passive)]

[Enables the host to integrate Law Fragments into all Qi-based actions. Infused skills gain supplementary properties based on the selected Law]

[Current Law: Lightning → enhances execution speed, impact discharge, and chaining effect]

[Synergizes with Skill Amplification and Internal Generation]

"So, this is how it functions. Truly integrated, I suppose."

Every skill I employed from this moment forward would not merely be Qi; it would carry the essence of the law.

I exhaled slowly.

"Let's see..."

I subtly adjusted my stance, concentrating not just on the skill itself, but on the flow underpinning it, the manner in which the Qi now traversed my body, the way it yearned to accelerate, to unleash itself faster than before.

"Impact Burst."

The reaction was immediate.

Qi surged through my legs, but this time, it refused to remain contained. The golden glow manifested first, dense and controlled as always, enveloping my lower extremities, yet layered upon it, interwoven within it, was something sharper.

Lightning.

Thin tendrils of crackling Qi branched out along its surface, snapping outwards in brief bursts before recoiling, merging with the flow rather than supplanting it. The pressure intensified more rapidly, more acutely, the interval between activation and release virtually vanishing.

Then, it detonated.

My body didn't merely propel forward.

It vanished from its original position.

The ground fractured violently beneath me as the burst unleashed, yet I scarcely registered it. The movement was no longer a push; it was a snap, a sudden displacement as the Qi discharged in its entirety, hurtling me forward in a single, forceful motion.

By the time my senses caught up, I had already halted nearly fifty feet onward. My landing was abrupt, my footing skidding slightly as I absorbed the momentum, the faint crackle of Qi fading from my form as the surge subsided.

I glanced back.

"...That'll require some practice," I muttered, slowly straightening.