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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

Last Chance

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

Two threads pierced Wain's right shoulder as scarlet blood gushed out in a mighty torrent. Wain's face contorted in pain as he with a furious expression squeezed the threads with his hand, shattering them into small pieces.

'Bastard... Even now he keeps using various tricks to trick me... Damn, what a nasty opponent he is, if I'm distracted for even a moment, I immediately get kicked for it...' Wain internally muttered, staring at Virion with an ice-cold gaze as if trying to pierce him.

'Well, well, I've only attacked twice, but I've already managed to seriously wound you. At this rate, you will soon lose, though you have no other option anyway!" Virion said with a devious grin on his face before stepping forward.

He slowly headed towards Wain, while the tip of his spear left a long streak on the ground behind him as the blue plasma burned stone.