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Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

Quinlan, a simple office worker finds himself transmigrated to an extremely dangerous fantasy land as a level 1 Commoner with nothing to his name but his wits- and a unique gift that accompanied his teleportation. No one in Thalorind could have predicted that this unassuming arrival would one day rise to the top, redefining the very meaning of the term 'power'... And that he may have achieved said result by joining a criminal organization and clawing his way through its ranks as well as establishing his own business empire that may or may not have relied on slave labor. In the beginning Quinlan was painfully weak and alone, but thanks to his severe trust issues, joining a team was... hard. However, he soon noticed that a lot of people have collars around their necks in this world... People that couldn't exactly betray him. "Oh, so you are a warrior who is looking for a master that strives to become the strongest? You found him." "Wait, you are an assassin with an amazing, rare class who has a cruel master? Let me help you have a change of ownership..." "I know that you might not be a slave, but one of my classes is 'Slave Master', which would make you stronger should you become one... So how about it?" Follow Quinlan's journey as he grows in strength, amasses wealth, fights to the death, and meets lovely ladies.

NecroBin · Fantasy
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446 Chs

Brutal Culling 2

I raised my hand while focusing on the mana that was surging through me and unleashed an [Inferno Blast] toward the ambushers. A roaring jet of flames erupted from my palm in a sweeping arc as the angry orange-red blaze exploded forward with sheer destructive intent. This wasn't a precise, pinpoint spell like [Fireball]; it was meant for pure, indiscriminate carnage. It had a wider effective range, as a wave of flames basically erupted from my fingertips, burning anything and everything in its path at a 90-degree angle, but it was slower than a Fireball and also had shorter reach. The fire surged outward, catching the two tanks who ran at the front before they could react due to their cumbersome heavy armor and likely low Agility score.