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Divine Mask: I Have Numerous God Clones

Lucas, a human transmigrated from Earth to a fantasy world, strives to live a peaceful life with his sister despite lacking special abilities or cheats. However, the world's cruelty shatters his tranquility when his beautiful sister is taken from him, and he is framed for her death. Devastated and powerless, Lucas is forced to flee. During his escape, Lucas grows stronger, eventually earning the feared title of the Demon God. Despite lacking inherent talent or cheats, his relentless pursuit of knowledge allows him to uncover his enemies' weaknesses, leading him to victory time and again. One fateful day, while praying for his sister, Lucas falls into a trap and is killed. His enemies have used his sister's memory against him, igniting a fury within Lucas as he dies, his final regret being his inability to save her. In his last moments, he wishes for a second chance to act first and protect his sister. [System Notification: Host has died a second time] [Cheat Activation Sequence Initiated] [Cheat Activated: Divine Mask - God Clone System Online]

HaozDancer · Fantasy
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322 Chs

The Start of a War (5)

Elder Feris wasted no time. As soon as Sylra and Kaelor collapsed, he barked orders at the lower-ranking elders. "Take their bodies to the Elder Hall for preparation," he commanded, his voice sharp and without hesitation. The disciples moved quickly, lifting the fallen elders with a mix of reverence and fear.

The atmosphere was somber, but Feris couldn't afford to dwell on the loss. He, along with the other top elders and Clan Malachor's leader, Velkar, moved swiftly through the academy's winding corridors.

Their destination: a secret chamber deep within the heart of the academy, hidden from prying eyes. The flickering torchlight along the walls cast long, ominous shadows, matching the weight of the meeting that was about to unfold.

Once they entered the chamber, the doors shut behind them with a heavy thud, sealing the tension within. The elders gathered around a stone table, the loss of two of their strongest members hanging heavily in the air.