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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

First Trial

The expressions of the spectators distorted, and Randy's expression brightened. Dracolius remained expressionless, while Arthur stood with a glistening smile plastered over his face. He seemed to be struggling to suppress his excitement.

It was possible. He had discovered a way to pass the mana test without the need to use mana.

'Putting that in my auto-biography in the future,' Arthur thought, letting out a chuckle while thinking about the future. However, what he ignored was the matter at hand, and the gratitude Randy felt.

"Thank you…" Randy muttered, gazing absent-mindedly at the shattered pieces of the orb. It was an obstacle he believed he would never be able to pass, but the crimson-eyed man had offered assistance.

"I don't offer help for free, Randy," said Arthur, placing his hand on the muscular man's shoulder. 'Well, most of the time, anyway. If that Harry guy thinks he doesn't owe me a favor, he's completely delusional.'