My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly! novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Title Stacking, Absolutely Broken! Fighting the Orc!

Synergy, as the name suggests, is the combination of multiple elements to produce an effect greater than the sum of their individual parts.

At first, it sounded simple, but Eryke found himself confused—especially by its restrictions. If there were no limitations, wouldn't that mean he could craft nukes by hand and launch them at his enemies?

Even the name alone made the skill seem terrifying. That was until he read the title:

...

Allows the Awakener to combine the basic elements of nature: Fire, Water, Earth, and Air.

The Awakener's spells are 2% stronger!

...

"Hmm?"

Eryke stared at his two titles, stunned for a moment. Then, inevitably, he uttered:

"This is beyond broken."

He hadn't said this while looking at the title. Instead, his words were directed at the second title.

This was the title he had gained upon reaching First Circle Mage, but didn't that mean he could acquire it again each time he reached the same level?

"Not only that, but my clones can also obtain it... and my spells would be...."

A shiver ran down Eryke's spine. This was the most exploitable thing he could do.

With his talent, he could stack this title thousands of times.

"Even a single spell of mine could cause devastation."

Shaking his head, he took a moment to observe his surroundings.

"Let's try leveling up first."

The moment he spoke, another man appeared beside him.

"Hmm!?" Eryke frowned and immediately called the system again.

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[Uses: 3]

[Death: 1 (Cooldown: 1 month)]

***

"A month, huh?" he muttered, then let out a sigh of relief.

At the very least, he could summon his clone back even after its death, though its stats would likely reset.

With that in mind, he wasted no time and sprang into action.

He and his clone began hunting the smaller beasts in the area. Most were ordinary, easily taken down with a single Star Strike—sometimes, he didn't even need to use it at all!

***

"How many Unordinary beasts are in this gate?!" Luna cried out, her face pale with fear.

Belle lay on the ground, covered in wounds, her body soaked in blood.

One of the brawny men was missing an arm, while another had lost a leg and was limping away. As for the lean man, his face was drained of color, his breathing ragged.

"How could there be so many Unordinary monsters? Weren't the mana readings supposed to be low in this gate?" she asked, her voice laced with desperation.

Hearing this, Belle wanted to roll her eyes. How am I supposed to know, milady?

Luna then turned to Lucas, the lean man with glasses, and asked, "Has your mana recovered, Lucas?"

Lucas shook his head helplessly.

"Damn it, what should we do then?" Luna cursed aloud, frustration and fear gripping her.

She bit her nails, her trembling hands making faint rattling sounds in the eerie silence. Her mind was in turmoil, her face growing paler by the second.

She broke down.

Roar!

A deafening roar shattered the air.

The group turned toward the source—and their faces turned deathly pale.

A massive figure loomed before them. Its head resembled a pig's, its body clad in heavy chain armor. A long sword rested casually on its shoulder, and two sharp canine teeth jutted from its mouth.