webnovel

I Only Have Support Skills

[Warning! Adult Novel!] The emergence of dungeons has reshaped the world. At the age of 16, individuals are bestowed with the 'blessing', which grants them skills to aid in conquering these dungeons. Meet Dante, our protagonist, who initially joined from squad to squad as a support member and possessed only an F-rated skill potential. Due to this limitation, Dante faced discrimination and endured bullying. However, driven by his determination to survive, he managed to obtain a system that would pave the way for his growth and newfound strength. However, the system he acquired only reward him with support-related skills. Fortunately, these abilities can also be applied to himself. Can he truly break free from always being at the receiving end? Dante emerged from the shadows, reborn under a new alias, embodying the person he yearned to become. While the System bestowed upon him great advantages, it also presented him with perilous challenges he must confront. *** What to expect: 1. This has an 18+ tag so expect sexual scene, especially after he fully accepted his new identity. 2. Superpower in a dungeon, or you can say mutants in a dungeon. 3. Mc is a crazy villain. 4. Update time: 12:00 AM(GMT+8) 5. At least 7 chapters per week with 1,500 words to 2,500 words. 6. If overall gifts reached 1000 coins, there will be a mass release of at least 5 chapters at the end of the month. About the author: Handsome! Volume 1: Power Corrupts the Mind(Completed) Volume 2: Playful Eka(Completed) Volume 3: Three Devils(Completed) Volume 4: Unknown Volume 5: Unknown Volume 6: Unknown

Lncea · Urban
Not enough ratings
276 Chs

Devil(Part-3)

"Forgive me, my Lord. I, your lowly servant–"

Dante's shadow fell over the deranged enemy. Gripping the sword with both hands, the masked Holder held it poised above the Attendant's head. "-this vessel asked for you to let me ou-"

The Matriarch Bronze Sword descended in a swift, precise motion, splattering Dante's hole-ridden suit with a spray of blood. After looking at the rolling head of the Attendant, the masked holder kicked the body.

"No head regeneration, huh?" Dante mused. 

"Forgive me, my Lord. I, your lowly servant–"

Dante's shadow fell over the deranged enemy. Gripping the sword with both hands, the masked Holder held it poised above the Attendant's head. "-this vessel asked for you to let me ou-"

The Matriarch Bronze Sword descended in a swift, precise motion, splattering Dante's hole-ridden suit with a spray of blood. After regarding the rolling head of the Attendant, the masked Holder delivered a kick to the lifeless body.