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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

It's easier to Kill than to Subdue

"Elder Rolereign, everyone, please, take a seat."

Mela guided the Five Dragons to what could only be described as the Amphitheater's VIP booth. Covered from top to bottom with jewels and had maids and servants waiting to fulfill the Dragon's desires.

Aside from the one nicknamed Secret Flame, the three Dragons eyed every corner of the booth. The one nicknamed Red Spark even started trying to pick the jewels.

"Rui, stop that." the old woman spoke sternly.

"Boo… and I said, I am Red Spark today."

"And I am Black Flame."

Another one chimed.

The old woman was named Rolereign. Of course it was a name given to them by their kind, not her "true name" as a Dragon would not give such information unless they were lovers. Her hair was all white and she carried a walking stick at all times. She was wearing a robe that had an intricate design. She looked weak at a glance but amongst those present, she was the strongest.