I Got an Ex-Class Omnipotent System - Chapter 236

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Chapter 236
236: You’re All Fine With This!? (2)
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Before Hezway felt the building shake from the impact and arrived at the Sparring Hall, Dohyun, Hanalin, and Jiyuchan had already finished their early breakfast. After hastily eating food brought from South Korea at the Dining Hall inside the building, the Dohyun Party headed straight to the Sparring Hall.
Heading to the Sparring Hall immediately after breakfast—such diligence bordered on obsession. As expected, all members of the Dohyun Party had a venomous glint in their eyes.
Dohyun’s venomous gaze stemmed from compensating for yesterday’s defeat, while Hanalin and Jiyuchan radiated eyes full of poison, intent on venting the stress they’d received from Dohyun onto his clone.
Regardless of motivation, what mattered was the will to work hard. Thus, the Dohyun Party warmed up lightly together.
“Shhhhh, whoooosh.”
“Whoooosh.”
“Haaah, shhhhh!”
Dohyun, Hanalin, and Jiyuchan each warmed up differently. Dohyun moved lightly while shadowboxing to loosen up, while Hanalin fired spells into the midair to heighten her magical sensitivity.
Finally, Jiyuchan meditated while reviewing yesterday’s battle, his eyes gleaming with insight.
Once they felt adequately warmed up, Dohyun stepped forward and asked the two of them.
“Last time we sparred simultaneously. Should we do the same this time?”
“Hmm.” “Mmm.”
Hanalin and Jiyuchan hesitated briefly at Dohyun’s question. Yesterday’s sparring wasn’t meaningless or without lessons, but there was a lingering sense of incompleteness.
And that incompleteness was none other than.
“Since it was your clone rather than you, oppa, we didn’t get feedback, which was a bit disappointing.”
“Same here. Your observations are more accurate, after all.”
Dohyun understood that sparring during that time would be more efficient, but Hanalin and Jiyuchan still expressed their disappointment, and Dohyun nodded without hesitation, as if it were nothing.
“Fine, then let’s have you two go first while I provide feedback.”
At Dohyun’s ready acceptance, Hanalin and Jiyuchan looked at him in surprise. They had thought it would be more efficient if Dohyun fought alongside them while observing.
They’d only mentioned their disappointment reluctantly, thinking it wouldn’t work, but his ready agreement moved them both, and they gazed at Dohyun with slightly touched expressions.
But of course, this was Dohyun—he naturally had ulterior motives.
‘I didn’t get a proper look at how the Plague Lord moves. I need to observe and analyze him this time.’
While I knew both the Ruin’s Dragon Solvent and the Plague Lord possessed excellent traits, since they were such different consciousnesses, I thought there would be separate things they could learn from each other. That’s why I readily agreed.
Besides, Hanalin and Jiyuchan growing stronger was naturally necessary, so feedback was essential anyway. I was trying to gain both benefits simultaneously.
Moreover.
‘Maybe I can capture the Ruin’s Dragon Solvent by watching what the Plague Lord uses?’
Thinking this, I smirked. Then I immediately plucked a strand of my hair to summon my clone and infused my mana into it.
Normally, a fragment of my soul would settle into it during this process, but instead, I granted it the consciousness of the Ruin’s Dragon Solvent and the Plague Lord, not my own soul.
As my hair gradually took form, imbued with mana and consciousness, several people entered the Sparring Hall, drawn by the noise from the Dohyun Party’s warm-up exercises.
“Oh my, quite industrious this early morning.”
“Eek!? Ah, hello.”
“Good morning.”
“Oh, are you sparring?”
“Good morning to you.”
It was none other than the Celestial Party led by Ines—all five of them had come to the Sparring Hall after breakfast. They exchanged morning greetings as usual, but in that moment, everyone froze.
As my clone materialized, a ferocious aura erupted, and everyone’s attention focused on where my clone was being created.
As the ferocious energy poured forth and my hair took shape, manifesting as my clone, the aura of the Ruin’s Dragon Solvent and the Plague Lord intertwined, spreading throughout the entire Sparring Hall.
Kwaaaaaaa———.
The two clones’ auras swept forth like a tempest, and the Celestials froze in place, their bodies rigid with shock as they could only stare at the manifestations before them.
Being a race closest to mana itself, they perceived the clones’ overwhelming presence without any filter whatsoever.
The Ruin’s Dragon Solvent emanated a ferocious and savage aura, while the Plague Lord exuded a suffocatingly heavy, pestilent and viscous presence.
As both clones displayed overwhelming power, the other Celestials fell silent, only Ines and Vera blinking rapidly as they spoke.
“Wh, what in the world is this….”
Oh my, D, Dohyun is three!?”
Ines was startled that Dohyun had used a cloning technique, but more so by the ferocious aura emanating from the two clones themselves, while Vera was shocked to see Dohyun tripled.
Watching their astonished expressions, Dohyun smiled and spoke.
“I was in the middle of a sparring match anyway.”
“A… clone…? Wow.”
At Dohyun’s words, Ines gazed at the two clones with admiring eyes, while Vera quickly hid behind Ines’ back, fearing she might be asked to join in.
Though it didn’t feel like a mere clone technique, Ines decided to simply observe for now and remained silent, gently patting Vera clinging to her back. Despite being startled by the ferocious aura, Ines was equally astonished that Dohyun had become three.
‘This sensation of cloning is exactly like the Mifu Tribe’s technique… Dohyun has even mastered cloning… I wonder just how far Dohyun’s limits truly extend.’
As Ines watched with such thoughts, another person entered the Sparring Hall due to the commotion.
None other than Jerome, the leader of the Falling Leaves Party.
Arriving late, Jerome saw Dohyun tripled and, sensing the ferocious aura from the two clones, asked with a bewildered expression.
“Wh, what on earth is happening here?”
At Jerome’s question, Dohyun simply smiled and answered.
“A sparring match. You’ve arrived at a perfect time. Why don’t you watch my cloning technique and observe the match as well.”
“What do you mean, a cloning technique….”
At Dohyun’s confident tone and expression, Jerome responded as if bewildered, but seeing everyone else act as if it were nothing and prepare to watch the match, he reconsidered.
‘Am I the strange one?’
Watching everyone move along with Dohyun’s pace as if it were natural, Jerome sensed something odd, but realizing that pointing it out would only make him seem strange, he quietly decided to observe and joined the group.
Shortly after, even Hezway joined in.
Thus the sparring match between the Plague Lord, Hanalin, and Jiyuchan began.
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Kuoooooo——
The Plague Lord’s aura blazed forth in violet brilliance. Hanalin and Jiyuchan, observing the Plague Lord before them, thought to themselves.
‘This won’t be easy either.’
‘It won’t be simple.’
They reached this conclusion upon sensing the Plague Lord’s aura had grown even stronger than yesterday. Both Hanalin and Jiyuchan had diligently reviewed their memories, so they couldn’t help but notice.
Though the difficulty seemed higher than yesterday, the two didn’t dwell on it and prepared for the match.
There was no point in tensing up further at this stage.
Meanwhile, the Plague Lord, observing Hanalin and Jiyuchan, seemed genuinely surprised, regarding them with newfound respect.
Their growth compared to yesterday’s opponents was truly absurd, but deeming it possible, the Plague Lord drew his own weapon.
But then.
“…Huh.” “This is really going to be harder.”
Hanalin and Jiyuchan had expected the Plague Lord to draw the same single-horned spear of the Dokgakgwi as yesterday, but the weapon the Plague Lord produced was something entirely different.
Charrrrr.
With the metallic rings chiming against one another, a long iron chain settled into the Plague Lord’s grasp, and at its end hung an incense burner resembling the head of a mace.
The moment the Chain Censer of Finality—the Plague Lord’s relic and signature weapon—finally fell into its master’s hands, the atmosphere shifted dramatically.
The dense, oppressive aura that had emanated from the Plague Lord since his first appearance intensified further, transcending mere thickness to become a viscous, tangible force that saturated the entire Sparring Hall.
Like poison itself, that aura caused everyone to furrow their brows in displeasure, and several of the more sensitive Celestials quickly covered their mouths and noses, bracing themselves against potential toxicity.
Everyone tensed, nearly forgetting that this was Dohyun’s clone and that they stood within the Safe Zone—the aura was so devastatingly potent and horrifying.
Hanalin and Jiyuchan felt it too.
‘Impressive.’
‘Just changing weapons makes this much of a difference.’
Honestly, they hadn’t expected him to become this much stronger, but Hanalin and Jiyuchan calmly drew their own weapons as well.
Jiyuchan unsheathed his sword, Hanalin her staff, and they prepared—not for a sparring match, but for battle.
The atmosphere hung taut as a drawn bowstring.
Then, in that instant.
“Gulp.”
So profound was the silence that the sound of someone swallowing echoed through the Sparring Hall, followed by Dohyun’s voice signaling the start of the duel.
“Begin!”
At the signal, everyone moved with explosive speed.
The Plague Lord, watching Jiyuchan rush toward him, seized the chain and swung the incense burner at its end, hurling it at his opponent.
Then.
Whoooosh whoooosh whoooosh!
Shrieeeeek!!!
Whiiiine———!!!
Claaang———!!!
The moment the chain censer tore through the air, Hanalin’s light magic erupted, deflecting it away.
It was a speed that would have been impossible to intercept without anticipation and preparation, yet Hanalin struck it perfectly, and as the Plague Lord’s momentum halted ever so slightly, Jiyuchan seized the opening and began condensing his sword energy.
A brilliant golden sword aura compressed progressively, gathering into Jiyuchan’s blade. Initially, the golden radiance blazed fiercely as it coalesced, but gradually it transformed into a pale white hue.
Platinum sword energy—not yet having reached the realm of true force, but nearly there.
Yet even this incomplete form had manifested the first technique of the Platinum Sword.
Platinum Sword
First Technique
Platinum Transmutation
The transmuted platinum blade descended upon the Plague Lord.

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