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Avalon Hell Mode of the Universe

A world where overpowered people gather: Maxed Swordsmanship, Teleportation Ability, an Army consisting of ten thousand undead, Own Dimension, Summoning Monsters and even Meteors — Skills seen as Godly on the outside are nothing but a mere skill here. === [The Young Scholar], [Eyes of the Past and Present], [Greatest Pugilist], [Strongest Weapon Master], [Axe of the Weak], [Executioner of Gods], [Slayer of Myths]: to say the least, Isaac Apollyon had many Monikers. But before all of that name, he was more simply known as — the Strongest. But being too strong meant there was no longer a challenge. So, he left the world behind and stepped into a place called Avalon, a place where the battle hungry fight, and the curious journeys! A world the infinite of cosmos gathers, where the existence of God Slaying Weapons are treated no better than a wood cutter’s axe. [Welcome to Avalon, where the strongest gather.] [This is the Hell Mode of your lives] Laughing, Isaac smiled, "Finally, a new challenge." Witness as the strongest once again take the crown! === A Novel with every conceivable power system meet at a single place. A world where everyone is strong, where power rules, and where the MC kills! You like it? Vote and leave a Review!

Jad_Eres · Fantasy
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131 Chs

Entry of the Unhinged

Approximately 500 meters away from the center of the barrier, Isaac and Ria were in between the cracks of the fallen debris scattered across the area. Isaac even used the last of his strength to cover the entrance by having a boulder roll over them and using Durandal as support.

"I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come. After all that Sir Isaac has done for me I still went and risked destroying everything… if only I had run away and … I hurt someone, I can't believe I actually sta-stabbed… uweek~."

Ria felt like hurling just remembering what she had done.

"It's okay, Ria. What you did was good. You helped me, thank you, Ria." His words were weak. He was out of breath and the pain had not disappeared. But Isaac was calm, all so he could make Ria worry less, "If it weren't for you, it would've been hard to make an escape."

"Really? Then, I- sniffle~I'm glad to be of help!" Ria spoke with an obviously forced smile.