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Return Of The Strongest Player

WPC July 2023 Winner. When the Demons and Angels of the 99th floor detected a threat to their reign, they teamed up to topple the man who'd placed them in such a situation. The Lord of Sins, a walking calamity of the Heaven's Spire, had put pressure on the transcendents no mortal had ever done. However, before the Lord of Sins could revolt against their reign, the Demons and Angels decided to nip the threat in the bud. Manipulating his clanmates, using other clans, controlling fate... They used all powers available to them in an attempt to halt the advance of the Lord of Sins. Eventually, it worked, and the Lord of Sins fell from grace. But it wasn't a happy ending for the vicious transcendents. "I'll return one day, stronger than ever and as a force even you can't touch! I'll become the Lord of Sins again!" The man returned to the past with a goal in mind. Everything else was just an interference. "Return of The Strongest Player" is a gripping tale of a man's ascendance. His journey back to the pinnacle of strength, the adversities blocking his path, and the comrades he eventually acknowledged. ----------------------- Chapters will be released at 9:30 AM (PST) or 00:30 (GMT +8). The timings will vary during Daylight Savings Time in the western part of the globe. Especially, Canada and the United States of America. Drop a power stone if you liked what you read. Add it your collection to never miss an update. Your gift is my motivation! Enjoy!

AceAmbrosia · Fantasy
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288 Chs

Ferhill Igueno: Business Proposition

"Could I help you?" The lime-colored man asked, peeling his eyes away from a screen, which was probably his status window. The lime-colored man, also named Ferhill Igueno, was a man obsessed with money.

His obsession rooted from his weakness, which Arthur had no qualms exploiting. 

"Could you show me your top model for mana-supplying stones?" Arthur inquired, observing the items on display. The crimson-eyed man had no plans on buying, as he did not possess any more tokens.

Even if he did, Ferhill would be the last person the crimson-eyed man sought out for an actual purchase. Others might not be aware of it, but Ferhill's track record was horrendous. Most of his items were counterfeits.

Ferhill nodded, allowing a diplomatic and business-like smile to blossom on his face. He stood up, closing his status window with a swipe of his hand. Then, he approached the back of his store.