[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-sss-ranked-awakening-i-can-only-summon-mythical-":3,"chapter-sss-ranked-awakening-i-can-only-summon-mythical--sss-ranked-awakening-i-can-only-summon-mythical--chapter-375":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","SSS-Ranked Awakening: I Can Only Summon Mythical Beasts",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1326976,1762,"Chapter 375: Kellen Drein","sss-ranked-awakening-i-can-only-summon-mythical--chapter-375",375,"\u003Cp>The magic circle beneath him exploded upward — a sequence built into his movement from the first step he’d taken on the platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A trap Varn had never noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t burn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t shatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It folded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stone twisted under Varn’s feet, rising like fingers to grab his legs, locking him in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Elias flicked two fingers—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wind magic bomb detonated behind Varn’s left ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boooooom!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The referee called it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop! Combatant Varn is incapacitated. Victory: Elias Verdan!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the cheers weren’t confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were raw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frenzied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy who had ghosted through the Maze...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dictated a team’s synergy without shouting...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had just dismantled one of Crowgarth’s hardest hitters without a single visible wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And barely touched him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle had barely even lasted three minutes and just like that, Elias had once again proven himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reiz exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright,\" he muttered. \"Now they’re scared.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renna nodded, eyes wide. \"And they should be. We’ll go next. Let’s show them what we’ve got.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Dean’s viewing wing, Godsthorn finally rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward to the rail, looking down as Elias walked off the field, calm as ever, not looking back once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And under his breath, Dean Godsthorn said one thing...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let the board rearrange itself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reiz won his match and so did Renna but Cael wasn’t so lucky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wyrmere’s last participant, Tenn Falharn, had dropped his opponent with a surprise compression rune layered inside a fire magic circle—an unstable construct that should’ve shattered on use, but somehow stabilized long enough to explode at full force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tenn fell to one knee, grinning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his eyes rolled back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It happened so quickly that most of the audience mistook it for dramatics. Only the announcer, and a few sharp-eyed instructors, noticed the limpness in Tenn’s limbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence was brief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the medics arrived in a blur of robes and stabilizing spells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One scan later, the announcer’s voice dropped an octave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Participant Tenn Falharn has suffered a full core strain collapse. Magic essence vessel integrity is stable, but he is unfit to continue.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gasps rippled through the stands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A minute later, a chime sounded that only the Deans could hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High above the arena, inside the magic-shielded pavilion built for deliberations and crisis oversight, the four Deans met in a silent, pressurized room — a space sealed from even the instructors’ knowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for the first time that day, tension spiked among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I had no notice of a potential collapse,\" Dean of Dethrein said coldly, arms folded, expression like stormclouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dean of Thornevale nodded, her fingers drumming the side of her chair. \"Tenn was stable after his match. There were no markers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Godsthorn remained quiet, studying Oryll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oryll sat back, eyes calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked... pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"An unfortunate incident,\" he said at last. \"Wyrmere prides itself on unpredictability.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s not unpredictability,\" Seren snapped. \"That’s premeditated substitution.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oryll smiled faintly. \"We had... contingencies. A standby participant. Registered within the bracket system two days ago.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dethrein narrowed his eyes. \"You anticipated failure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" Oryll said smoothly. \"I anticipated strain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Godsthorn finally spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And this replacement?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oryll’s tone didn’t change. \"A student with... peculiar aptitude.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thornevale’s Dean stiffened. \"Name?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kellen Drein.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Godsthorn’s eyes narrowed slightly. \"The mimic?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oryll’s smile deepened. \"Imitation is the highest form of adaptation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kellen Drein.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Wyrmere student not listed on the initial roster. Rumored to possess a rare form of imitative essence memory—the ability to replicate any technique he could understand, albeit in a weakened form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flawed copycat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his mana reserves were pretty large and his endurance was off the charts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he used a technique once, it didn’t just mimic—it amplified, reshaped to his massive essence pool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weak copy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not when the engine behind it could outlast yours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dean of Thornevale exhaled through her nose. \"This was your plan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oryll inclined his head. \"This is my academy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Godsthorn looked toward the bracket holograms, where the update was already etching itself into the platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Substitution Confirmed: Wyrmere – Kellen Drein replaces Tenn Falharn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine,\" Godsthorn said at last. \"But he follows the order already drawn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And he’ll face who he must,\" Dethrein added, tone sharp. He was already pissed that Elias was dominating the finals and now, Oryll was making substitutions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oryll gave them both a mild nod. \"Of course.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was the glint of something more in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like he’d just slipped a blade between the folds of a robe and dared no one to notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the arena, the crowd saw the new name appear — some murmuring, most confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who’s Kellen?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Was he even in the Maze?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no answers came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only an updated roster and a fresh match-up for the second round.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the ElderGlow prep wing, Reiz adjusted the straps on his bracers, watching the floating names above the hallway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"New name,\" Cael muttered, frowning. He wasn’t going to join the next round but he was still with the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renna narrowed her eyes. \"Kellen Drein?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve heard of him,\" Reiz said. \"Wyrmere keeps him off the board. He’s not flashy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cael snorted. \"He a healer?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" Reiz murmured. \"He’s worse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elias stepped beside them, eyes following the name as it stabilized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He learns,\" he said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elias tilted his head. \"Whatever he sees. Whatever he understands. He becomes it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cael raised a brow. \"So... he’s like you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elias said nothing but shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kellen stepped onto the platform for his debut match a few moments later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore standard Wyrmere combat robes. His expression was unreadable, and his essence... dull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not aggressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just vast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A void filled with fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His opponent—a high-blood youth from a desert sect near the edge of the continent—approached with confident fire glyphs stitched into every motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He struck first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blistering chain of flame waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kellen dodged none.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when the final strike came—an overhead magic circle meant to cleave his barrier—Kellen copied it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his version was slower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when it landed, it cracked the platform beneath his opponent’s feet and sent the boy flying into the barrier wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Winner: Kellen Drein.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up above, Godsthorn watched without blinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That one’s going to be a problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The final match of Round One came and went.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the bracket re-formed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sixteen became eight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the names for Round Two began to appear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reiz stepped forward when the bell rang, stretching one arm, then the other. Cael clapped his shoulder with a tired grin. \"Don’t get folded, captain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renna smiled. \"If he copies you, make sure he copies the losing part.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elias said nothing. But his eyes lingered on Reiz for just a moment longer than usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Reiz nodded. \"I’ve got this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bracket flashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Round Two | Duel Two\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ELDERGLOW: Reiz Varren\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>vs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WYRMERE: Kellen Drein\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The match was set.\u003C\u002Fp>",1157,"2026-06-05T19:28:51.149Z",1,"novelbin.me","8e877352ffe17b089cbfecdc19dccd41d7607c6582d5a7bf538ab33d76fae56e","sss-ranked-awakening-i-can-only-summon-mythical--chapter-376","sss-ranked-awakening-i-can-only-summon-mythical--chapter-374",548,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsss-ranked-awakening-i-can-only-summon-mythical--cover.jpg"]