webnovel
#ACTION
#ADVENTURE
#SYSTEM
#MAGIC
#HAREM
#OVERPOWERED
#NONHUMAN
#KINGDOMBUILDING
#BLOODPUMPING

Strongest Radioactive System

VOLK SMAAAAASSH! Reincarnated with a body like a nuclear bomb, let's turn this magical world into a nuclear wasteland! As someone who loved fighting, Volk Mogger was the most miserable of them all. Born with a small frame, tiny limbs, and underdeveloped muscles, he struggled to grasp anything that was taught to him. He was relegated to merely watching others fight—whether on the internet, on television, or in real life. One day, while riding in his wheelchair, he was abducted and taken to a strange place for a radioactive experiment, which ultimately failed. However, Volk soon discovered that he had been reincarnated in a magical world as a member of an Orc horde, which was hunted by higher life forms despite merely wanting to establish a land where they could honor their traditions and build a home alongside their symbiotic partners, the Elven Witch races. Suddenly, a system screen appeared before Volk, announcing that he had acquired the power to transform into an invincible radioactive titan who yearns to be the strongest of them all. However, this transformation had a time limit, and to extend that limit, he had to win! But win what? Ding! | Beat up the Orcs thief who stole your spoil and a chance to have a wife! | Reward: Extend the radioactive time to 2 minutes. | Failure: Minus 1 minute. | Current radioactive time: 2 minutes. |

Espiritu_Santu · War
Not enough ratings
346 Chs
#ACTION
#ADVENTURE
#SYSTEM
#MAGIC
#HAREM
#OVERPOWERED
#NONHUMAN
#KINGDOMBUILDING
#BLOODPUMPING
avataravatar

Huh? What?

The forest seemed to hold its breath as Volk and Kragath squared off once more.

The circle of Orcs surrounding them erupted into roars, their voices forming a deafening wall of sound. Neither warrior flinched.

Their focus was razor-sharp, their muscles coiled like spring-loaded traps.

Kragath's grin widened as he raised his massive axe, the jagged blade catching the sunlight and casting menacing reflections on the ground. "If that's what you want," he growled. "Show me what kind of Warchief you really are."

Volk's gauntlet hummed with energy as he raised it in defiance. "And you, gladiator. Show me if you're more than just a slave who fights for scraps."

Their weapons clashed with a BOOM!

The force of their collision sent shockwaves rippling through the ground.

Volk slid back a few feet, his boots digging furrows into the dirt. Kragath didn't budge.