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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
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319 Chs

No honor

Volk wiped the blood off his hands and flicked some of those to the side, he was still processing the world he had stepped into.

The city streets were chaotic, the scent of fear and blood were spreading like heavy mist in the air, everywhere.

As he stood amidst the towering buildings, a new system screen flashed before his eyes.

Ding!

The mechanical chime echoed in his head, and his eyes flicked to the floating screen.

| Current Rank:

| Orcs - Rank 881: 1 Kill |

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| Top Ranked:

| Asuras - Rank 1: 1890 Kills |

His brow furrowed in surprise.

Rank 881?

One kill?

He glanced down at the dismembered remains of the werewolf, and immediately, a sneer tugged at his lips.

He'd just started, but the highest ranker—this Asura—had nearly two thousand kills?

Volk clenched his fists, the blood on his knuckles cracking.