Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith



Lyrian figured that this creature that he was currently gazing upon, floating in the air as though it actually was some sort of god, was the golden-tiered Yang creature. From what he knew, that much was obvious.

Still, he imagined that it would still have some sort of godly power that granted it the name of "God", however, from what he currently saw, it looked like the Magma Dweller species had simply mistaken the bird for a god.

Every single one of the examinees that were present were in awe of the beautiful beast. They let go of their towers, no longer troubled by the raging blizzard storm.

"Oh god! The bestower of light! May you cast your mighty gaze upon our species, and bring us a ruler once again!"

One of the old bags, the more ruthless one, declared into the sky, as the bird looked down at him as if it understood what the creature was saying. 

"If you want more than just a fruit, we have brought even more sacrifices to this altar!" 

The second old bag yelled, looking back towards all of the examinees, whose faces quickly turned confused, and some even frightened.

'Well... that makes sense now. I wondered why they didn't just finish us off first before summoning a new king or whatever.'

Lyrian spoke to himself as Uis suddenly stepped forward and down the step-like rows of black-stone. No longer caring about the pillar, he approached the Magma Dwellers before stopping after arriving at the middle of the tower top, at the bottom of all the rows.

Everyone saw him, and even the old and young bags looked at him in bewilderment, as he paused for a moment, putting his hands on his hip as he looked up at the bird fiercely.

"Lyrian Theageld!"

He suddenly exclaimed, causing everyone to look at Lyrian at once. Seeing the heads of the kids turn towards this random boy, the Magma Dweller's couldn't help but look at him as well.

"Huh?"

Lyrian replied with a hint of curiosity and confusion.

"So this is it right? The creature with the golden tiered core, worth 500 points!?"

This was abrupt, catching the attention of everyone as they were thrown off by such a statement.

"What!? Did you say the golden-tiered creature!?" 

Cedric, who was also amongst the crowd of examinees, spoke in shock as he glanced at the giant bird.

"Hmm..." 

Glis, said inwardly, also switching her squinted yet determined gaze towards the beast. The others looked at Lyrian, awaiting his answer.

"Well... for you guys, yes! It totally is!"

With this, everyone there was convinced, their greed for those points taking over as they now all stared at the bird with malicious eyes and slight smirks on their faces, some smiling more than others.

Silvus, Spade, and Nelmis, however, thought to themselves in unison; 'For you guys? What did he mean by that...'

Although they questioned this, their time to be answered would be virtually nonexistent, as examinees quickly began to let go of their pillars, and head towards the center of the tower-top where Uis was, their gaze fixated on the bird as their weapons slowly became unsheathed and ready to use.

"If that's the case... I will be the one taking that core!" Uis said, suddenly dashing forward with his wand in his hand, which was already beginning to glow.

Lyrian looked to his left and right, toward Alten and Rylan on one side, and Leon on the other.

"You guys ready? This fight is much more different than the other one... It's not coordinated at all."

Alten and Leon smirked, signifying their readiness to fight. While Rylan, confused as to what Lyrian was talking about, simply put on an awkward grin.

"Listen up... before we go in. Last time, the exam itself made us team up and use our abilities together. It forced us to be in the team mindset. Only at the end, where the golden core was at risk, did everyone show their true colors and attack rambunctiously."

Everyone nodded, understanding what Lyrian was saying and keeping it in their heads. Even Rylan now understood somewhat.

"This time, however... it will be like that way sooner. Maybe even from the start."

As he said this, the others nodded again, before getting a signal from him to move forward. They all did just that, unsheathing their own weapons. Lyrian stood back for a second.

'Scan.'

He stared directly at the magnificent beast.

┏━━━Scan━━━┓

Name: Yang

Species: White Pheon

Age: 255

Overall Power (OP): 11

Health: 110/110

Stamina: 115/115

Strength: 90

Agility: 125

Defense: 120

Rank: Genesis: Layer 2

Special: Tier 4 (Exam Tier)

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'Powerful... It's powerful. Even stronger than the Kailion. The Pheon huh? What a beast.'

Uis dashed forward, everyone else behind him not even taking a step. They were eager to go in but decided that using the boy as a test subject would be smart. Along with that, some were scared, and others were uncertain.

Uis however, fearless and determined, raised his wand that was almost burning as though in ember towards the Pheon and began to speak his spell into reality.

"Fire--"

However, before he could, his wand was pushed down by one of the old bags, causing his body to lean forward too much and lose its balance as he fell flat on his face.

Everyone cringed at this site, and needless to say, the boy was shocked. However, he quickly got up and brushed himself before facing the Magma Dweller that had stopped him.

"What do you think you are doing!? Get out of the way!"

The dweller instantly replied to this arrogant remark.

"I was going to ask you the same! How dare you raise your wand against the Bringer of Light, you fool!"

The dweller declared with a tone of seriousness and prestige.

"Bringer of-- shut the hell up! Do you still not understand!? Your so-called "God" Is nothing but a big fat bird that comes to you because you give it some fruit!"

Suddenly, everyone, and everything, went silent. Stepping forward, a young bag, his face shadowed, slowly spoke, "What... did you just say?"