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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

He Laughed As He Succumbed

The battlefield was akin to a wasteland.

Corpses were piled in all directions, and the squalid scent of rotting flesh wandered aimlessly across the area. 

"Sir, the general area is practically abandoned," a polite yet hurried voice resounded across the bloodied battlefield, addressing a figure higher ranked than himself. "It seemed the Ganghan Guild didn't leave anything behind after their battle with the Fwelsh Clan."

"They certainly razed part of the 18th floor to the ground…" A figure encompassed in a dark, crimson light spoke in a monotonous tone, stroking his chin in the process.

Burning wood caused fatal fumes of smoke to rise. All greenery had been devoured, leaving nothing but infertile ground along with the remains of Warriors, civilians, and perhaps a few houses.

Aside from that, the entire floor was gone.