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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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Interrogate

It was late at night. Tristan tied Connor up with his chains and brought the golden-haired hero towards the dungeon hidden beneath the town hall. After ensuring Connor was tied up tightly, Tristan splashed a glass of cold water onto his face, waking him up.

Before Connor could even fully regain his consciousness, Tristan had started asking questions.

"Tell me, what happened to the previous Mayor? Did you kill him?! Why? What are you planning to do with the orc lair?"

Unfortunately, the golden-haired adventurer did not do so much as utter a word.

The guard then started to hit the man continuously. The adventurer merely sat there without trying to retaliate, and the way his body swayed as the guard kept hitting him resembled a punching bag.

Connor's was already full of bruises, and blood stained the tip of his lips, but he was still silent.

A few hours went by but the torture apparently ineffective against this man.