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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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The Power of Blood

Edena walked over to the Goblin, opened the potion, and poured it into his mouth. The red liquid gave off a strong smell of blood that seemed very familiar to Wain.

'Damn... This reminds me of my days in Vrifal, back then, I seriously increased my blood purity because of the blood plants... Could it be that Edena and Lui Bu were able to create a potion with the essence of blood?' Wain inwardly muttered while staring intently at the Goblin.

'Yeah. They are young. Let's see what happens, a lot depends on how strong the effect will be.' Gladius muttered in a curious manner.

"All right. Lui Bu, now you." Edena said as she stepped aside.

"Sure." Lui Bu nodded and, with a few potions, walked over to the Goblin.

The Goblin just drank the scarlet potion completely, but Lui Bu poured three more into his mouth, dark, white, and blue. The four different potions mixed with the energy from the magic circle as Goblin's aura began to grow rapidly.

Crackle.