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My Wife is the Asura Empress

[One of the Best Harem Stories on WN] [#WPC320 #Villain_Theme Winner] [Read only if you want a great plot, sweet romance, and a perfect harem without any forced development.] [This novel is not one where the MC rules the plot and grows alone. The story belongs to both the MC and his spicy harem (girls).] Enter a world of magical beasts, where humanity fights for survival against an alien race. After losing a war against the nefarious Dhovrix, humans make a breakthrough in technology and discover a portal to the Land of Asuras, where they can acquire superhuman skills by defeating magical beasts. With the Dhovrix threat still looming, Rio, a 16-year-old boy, is sent to Asuras to become strong. But fate has other plans for him, and he finds himself walking a path that leads him to marry the Asura Empress and turn against his own kind. Will he choose to fight for the humans who raised him or embrace a powerful new destiny alongside his Asura bride? Embark on an epic journey with Rio and discover where his loyalties lie in this thrilling tale of power, love, and sacrifice. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Join us at: Discord=https://discord.gg/Ed5JDPXawG instagram=https://www.instagram.com/the.whitesnow/

thewhitesnow · Fantasy
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354 Chs

Meeting Nyla Again

"...3"

"...2"

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"...Begin." Teacher Milena announced the commencement of the battle.

Both of the contestants stared at each other without starting the fight.

Rio had his hands in his pocket and stood as if he was enjoying the view in a casual manner.

Talia, on the other hand, felt irritated by his proud action. She wanted to defeat this trash as soon as possible. He insulted the young lady for Nyla in front of many students. This tarnished her reputation among her friend circle and at the school.

"Arrogant..." She snorted in annoyance and rushed towards him while summoning her weapon.

A Spear appeared in her hand that she used last time during the battle training class, the triangular tip with purple stripes and thorny edges.

Talia was close to the crimson-haired boy but he was just standing there with his unwavering calm posture of keeping his hands in his pocket stylishly.