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Conqueror

Zieglind Reysh, corporate slave. Spent all his years studying materials he didn't need. Graduated college with a Historian diploma. But all of that were useless since he got a desk job selling stocks. Then one day, he heard a voice that no one can hear. The voice promises him a restart on his life. The conditions is, DEATH. He knew he was talking to a god of death. Will Zieglind accept this offer? Maybe yes, maybe no. But he realized that he accomplished nothing in the span of 20 years of his life. If he can be a new person then he'll choose one thing more than anything. A conqueror of the new world.

Yrythaela · Fantasy
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Zeta's Chapter 179 - Waiting

No one questioned me appearing in front of them so I just rushed and looked at Zieglind and Neco's condition. Neco's charred and burnt body is slowly regaining back its former form. But... as I looked at Helga's status, she's nearly running out of mana. But... healing magic shouldn't take that much mana. "Is there something wrong with Neco?"

"Yeah." Feran was the one who answered. "The flames that burnt Neco had a lingering curse which damages the affected by a percentage of their health the longer distance they've travelled."

"What? That never happened to me. I didn't feel anything when moving." I then glanced over my HP and I'm already at 70% health. When I barely got hit in that battle. "Wait what!?"

"Have you been also burnt by the manticore?"

"Yeah..."

"Stay a while there and don't move." Feran then checked my status. "Good. You're only at one stack of the debuff."

"One stack..?"