Multiversal Livestreaming System : I Can Copy My Viewers Skills-Chapter 107: Red Revelation

▶ [User] Adam Codranel

➤ [Rank] Stone (Requires 2,000 Soul Core points and max level for the next Rank)

➤ [Level] 68 ─ (Capped at level 100)

➤ [Soul Core] 1010

➤ [Honor] 85

Adam stared at the system panel projected before him, faintly glowing in the dusky swamp air.

His eyes skimmed over the numbers with silent focus, the corners of his mouth twitching ever so slightly into a subtle nod.

He was satisfied with his current progress.

'Less than a thousand more Soul Core points...'

It wouldn't be long before he ranked up.

And then—

'I wonder what kind of skill I'll get this time...'

Adam thought, especially since the one he got from his first rank up was vastly different from the one he had in his past life.

With a small gesture, Adam dismissed the system panel and turned toward something else.

A weapon.

No, more than that—

Abond forged between the item and its owner...

It was the gift he'd received from one of his viewers with the user named Simply Invincible.

[Alongside Invincibility]

Type: Living Weapon

Effect: Generates a weapon that evolves with the user's strength.

➤ Current Form: Orricar, Form 1 — Red Revelation

Description:

A blood-forged crown that floats just above the user's head when summoned. The crown pulses faintly in rhythm with the user's heartbeat, bound directly to their life force. Upon manifestation, it grants access to three unique blood-based spells.

➤ Spell List:

[Repent] Causes multiple wounds to appear across the target's body. These wounds bleed rapidly and ignore physical armor.

[Reclaim] Pulls the blood of fallen creatures toward the user, restoring stamina and mana, and increasing magic damage depending on the amount of blood absorbed.

[Mercy] Instantly halts bleeding and seals open wounds for nearby allies. Restores lost blood and stabilizes critical injuries. While it cannot regenerate major limbs, it is capable of partially restoring minor ones, such as fingers or a palm— if the wound is fresh.

'They're all quite useful…'

The thought passed through his mind as he studied the crimson-etched crown floating faintly above his hand before letting it fade once more into nothingness.

A living weapon that evolved alongside its user.

That alone was absurd...

And yet, here it was, [Alongside Invincibility], already at its first transformation.

'Why is this even tiered as A-tier and not S-tier?'

His brow furrowed slightly.

The spells it granted were powerful, versatile, and only grew stronger as he did.

Most stream hunters would kill for something like this...

And even in his past life, nothing quite like it had existed.

His eyes shifted toward the username still floating near the bottom of his system log.

[Gifted by Viewer: Simply Invincible]

Adam narrowed his eyes slightly, lips pressing into a thin line.

He considered asking... maybe opening a private viewer chat.

But he stopped himself.

He glanced towards the viewer named Simply Invincible, contemplating what such a viewer was thinking to gift him such an overpowered item.

But Adam didn't delve deeper into it, afraid that he'd annoy the viewer if he asked about it.

Just as he was about to dive back into organizing his inventory, two bags suddenly landed with a heavy thud in front of him.

Thmp. Thmp.

Adam blinked once and looked up.

Cael stood a few meters away, arms crossed and grin unbothered.

"Don't mind me." freёwebnoѵel.com

Cael said with that typical smugness in his voice.

"Just curious as to what you're gonna do with them."

Adam stared at him for a moment, not responding.

He held the gaze.

Cael's grin didn't waver, but his brows raised slightly.

As if daring him to explain.

Adam didn't bother.

Without a word, he raised a hand and activated [Surreal Creation].

A translucent veil of transforming magic rose between them, forming an illusory wall that cut off Cael's line of sight.

It shone briefly, locking Cael out of view entirely.

From the other side of the wall, Adam could hear a muffled, annoyed, "Really?" but ignored it.

Once the nuisance was removed, he turned his attention to the contents of the two bags now sitting before him.

[Venomous Drake Crystalized Essence] Crystalized forms of lethal magic, allowing the inherent venom of a drake to take solid, manipulable form.

Over a hundred shards sat in the bags... each glimmering faint green with a murky core like liquid smoke trapped in glass.

Adam's fingers hovered over them for a moment, lost in thought.

In his past life, these things were used to manufacture biochemical weapons...

Deadly concoctions capable of killing strong stream hunters if handled incorrectly.

They were volatile, reactive, and banned in almost every floor by the government.

But Adam had experimented with them.

He remembered when he first discovered what the crystals really did... not just externally, but internally.

Not only did it poison living beings, it in fact altered their blood flow.

Contaminating it and teaching it to carry venom like it was oxygen.

And that fascinated him.

He had asked himself then: Could I control it if the poison infected only me?

The answer was yes.

By isolating the venom in unused, minor blood vessels, he had found a way to store the toxicity safely within his body.

Not forever, but long enough to weaponize it.

When needed, he could force those blood vessels open and eject poisoned blood as a weapon—

Either through wounds or by manipulating his magic to bleed it outward.

At first, he was cautious.

One shard at a time....

Too much, and the risk of organ failure was real.

He played with fire, dancing on the edge of collapse.

But then, one day… he slipped.

He consumed too much... absorbed too many fragments at once!

His body should've gone into shock.

Instead, it evolved.

His regenerative system adapted to the venom and integrated it.

From that moment on, every drop of blood he produced was inherently toxic.

His wounds healed with venom laced into the clot.

He clenched one of the shards in his palm now.

This time, he wouldn't need to tiptoe around the edge.

He'd already mapped the path...

And if he could force that same evolution he had dealt with in his past life in a more refined and controlled manner, it would give him a weapon few could counter!