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Blood Elf Monarch

Abandoned since birth, mistreated, exploited, betrayed, and hurt. This was all society had offered to Tristan. The day of his release from prison, he was transmigrated to the world of orcs and elves and forced to become the Legendary elves champion. The Blood Elf. [Blood Elf Monarch Innate Ability Activated] [Stage One Skill - Blood Extraction] [5000 Mix of low qualities blood cells found] [Extract Blood Cells] [2000 Blood Essence Extracted] [Battle power increase exponentially] Being the Undying Ancient Blood Elf during the war between races of humans and elves, will Tristan renounce his people to be part of the Elves, or will he follow his own resolve? Follow The Adventure of Tristan as he becomes the leading Monarch of the Universe ----------- Novel Video Trailer: Type "Blood Elf Monarch" in youtube Here are some of the things you will find here MC: smart but with questionable morals. Start OP but still have a deep of weak - strong growth World: Imagine Lord of the Ring with guns and spaceships System: There is a system but it will not be the focus of the story Harem: Yes, but I love romance, so there will be love interests and drama, not all about p3nus *The Monarch characteristic will not really show until volume 3, the MC will have some flaws at early chapters its part of his growth This is my third novel, my first novel was in the top 50, and my second novel is now Top 15 trending in webnovel, so hopefully, this third one will be even better.

Avan · Fantasy
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Duel

In reality, the most important factor for a successful plan was good leadership. 

No matter how much preparation or how big of an army one had, without proper leadership and chain of command its loss would be imminent if not guaranteed.

What was the point of fixing the gate if the orcs would later decide to just charge out to the enemy like before. Hence, there was no point in defending the fort with only the companions Tristan had right now. With the measly number of people he had, it was akin to throwing a small pebble into the vast ocean. 

Thus, when the female orc gave him the idea, Tristan confidently accepted it.

Right after, the situation quickly escalated. The orcs in the surroundings were fired up while the warchief who stood a few meters from Tristan eyed him with an intense gaze.

Tristan knew what one had to do when they challenged the leadership of an orc. It has nothing to do with democracy, It was all decided by the fists.