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Nameless King

Once all people received Souls and incredible powers. Some were lucky enough to obtain the Soul of an ancient and powerful creature, but fate was not favorable to all. The world began to change, and creatures evolved. But, it was not the beginning of a new era. It was the end. A couple of months later, a dark mist appeared and destroyed the world. It was a dictate of destiny from which no one could escape. Wain Norheim was the world's best assassin and the only one who didn't get a soul. However, he was destined to gain the power to confront fate. Escaping through a portal into another world, he unknowingly began the apocalypse. Even the world failed to expel him.

Arlemit · Fantasy
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1149 Chs

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Every creature had its weaknesses and strengths, even those at the very top, whether it was the Nameless King, the Progenitor of the Dragons, or the Rulers of the Arkan World.

The strength of the Plants was their control of energy and the way they interacted with their environment, any tree could become their ally if necessary. 

However, some Plants were able to learn how to use that energy to regenerate, like vampires, only without the serious consequences of exhaustion and thirst.

Crackle.

Sven's needle stabbed into Polosa's head, completely passing through it as dark drops of blood fell onto Sven's cold face.

Whoooooooooosh.

Polosa swung the spear sharply, causing Sven to pull the needle out and jump back sharply. The blade of the spear left a long cut on his neck, from which thin streams of blood flowed.