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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

The Dome

The arena of the Colosseum became much larger, so it seemed each of the fighters had more than enough space to fight.

Also, none of them could take full control of the area since the arena was wide and large, there was plenty of room to maneuver. 

However, Gael didn't care about that, since there were no barriers for his ash. It didn't matter where he was, in the arena or among the mountains, his ashes could take any shape. Most often it was simple blades, sometimes swords, but all of it was something ordinary it was just energy management.

Obviously, someone of such high status as Gael had many different techniques in his arsenal, and what he was doing now was one of them.