Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith



Glis continued making her way through the large corpse of the Pheon, her goal; finding the golden core. With each slash she took of the gruesome corpse, blood splashed everywhere in the air, as bones, tendons, and flesh were cut to mush.

Still, she continued forward with a determined gaze in her eyes. Getting the golden core was extremely important. It wasn't just for the automatic pass of the exam, or even for the future prizes that she would get if she got it after the exam ended.

No, it was for something even greater, something that everyone partaking in the exam, for the most part, already knew. Every single noble in the country, high and low status, and even some of them from distant kingdoms could be observing the retriever of the golden core.

It wasn't just some object, but something that represented the MVP of that year's student class. Because of this, and all the eyes on their backs, there was a load of heavy pressure placed upon everyone in the exam.

This especially was the case for Silvus, who, as the imperial prince of the kingdom, was expected to bring home the MVP status with the golden core out of any other examinee.

Right now, Silvus was bound by Glis' ice rod which had impaled into his plam, gluing it to the ground. Glis didn't have nearly as much pressure, but it was still enough to dictate the path of her life going forward, and drastically at that.

There were currently three things that she lacked in trying to get this core, and those were firstly her ice sword, which was dull, and unable to get through the corpse so easily. Secondly, her not knowing the location of the core. And thirdly, just how big the corpse of the Pheon was, but this third point didn't really matter, since she didn't know where the core was anyway.

Spade glanced towards Silandra, before looking back at his opponent. He had begun to grow frustrated, shocked at the immense ability of Leon. 

'He's like a machine! No matter how much his bones shake, his muscles try to give out, or his mind wants him to quit, he simply doesn't! What kind of environment raised such a monster!?'

Spade thought to himself, unable to get through Leon's defenses. He was able to quite easily parry, dodge, and block all of Leon's attacks, yet, it was not enough to get through his barrier of seemingly unlimited attacks.

Silvus' focus was placed purely on Glis and Cedric/Lyrian. At that moment, Cedric began loosening his grip fully, as Lyrian let him do so. 

Silvus immediately noticed this, as a fury of rage suddenly swelled up within him.

"Your family!"

He suddenly screamed across the battlefield, causing Cedric's entire body to freeze in place. Noticing this, Lyrian immediately began to move forward.

"You're entire bloodline will be massacred if you fail to follow my orders! Who you do think you're trying to betray here!?"

Silvus yelled at the top of his lungs, scraping his vocal cords.

Cedric, with his heightened leverage, immediately lunged forward and clutched onto Lyrian once again. He despised Silvus, and also his current decision, but he had no other choice.

Any decision major decision he had ever made in his life was for his family, his parents. That wasn't going to change now. Although Lyrian struggled, he couldn't get out of Cedric's hold.

This wasn't to say Lyrian, who was overworked and exhausted for many days, was weaker than Cedric. Still, he was far stronger. However, the positioning he was in forced him to be constrained.

At that moment, Lyrian could see Leon's blade fly across the air, as Leon fell onto his knees from exhaustion. Spade quickly dashed forward, beginning to slice through the Pheon from the front, where Lyrian knew the core was close to.

His blade wasn't made of ice, so Lyrian knew it would only be moments now before he could reach the core.

Glis, to attempt to stop him, began making her way towards him, as Lyrian's heart began to pound out of his chest. Cedric, who had let go of his sword, grabbed it once again and pulled it in with full force, aiming directly for Lyrian's neck.

As the blade neared mere inches from slicing through his throat, Spade suddenly unleashed his final slash, revealing a bright golden orb that illuminated his face.

At that moment, both he and Glis ignored all else, and lunged for the core in unison, their hands thrown outward. As soon as Lyrian saw this golden hue, a primal instinct of action kicked in within him.

He threw his head back, crushing Cedric's nose at once as his head whipped back and nearly cracked in half. He was unconscious now, but the blade still continued nearing Lyrian's neck.

Glis and Spade's hands were not even 10 inches away from the core now, and Cedric's blade even closer to Lyrian's neck... it all seemed to be over.

"Shadow Puppet!"

Suddenly, a dark aura of energy exploded out of Lyrain's chest, knocking Cedric's sword out of the way as it used its momentum to propel itself forward, flying past both Spade and Glis as it reached the core first and grabbing onto it with its two small hands--throwing it into the air behind it!

Glis and Spade gasped slightly at the same time, taken aback by the sudden being that had just taken the core.

Lyrian deactivated the skill, regaining consciousness in his real body as he leaped up from Cedric's grasp into the air and caught the basketball-sized core in mid-air, gripping it tightly.

A large grin of exhilaration and excitement stretched across his face as the entire world seemed to be illuminated by the object in his hands. He had finally done it! He had retrieved the core! 

But, it wasn't over just yet. Lyrian dropped back down to the floor. He knew that right now, even fighting Spade, let alone Glis as well, would result in his loss, at least, most likely. He wasn't going to take those chances. So, he continued his pre-thought-out plan...

Quickly running over to the large hole in the middle of the tower-top, left by the Pheon's enormous Light Sphere attack from before.

Without hesitation, both Glis and Spade followed him, jumping down as well.