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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

Volk vs All

The air grew tense the moment Volk clasped forearms with the last Orc.

Something in their body language shifted—a subtle hardening, a slight narrowing of their eyes, and the faintest tightening of their grips on their weapons.

Volk wasn't caught off guard.

He'd expected something was off from the way they exchanged looks, but the speed at which they moved was startling.

The scarred male lunged first, his jagged blade slicing through the air with a whoosh.

Volk barely sidestepped in time, the blade grazing past his ribs with a sharp swish.

A club swung toward his face from the left, but he ducked, the heavy weapon missing him by mere inches and hitting the trunk of a tree with a loud CRACK!

Volk leaped backward, gaining distance from the sudden ambush. His sharp eyes scanned the group as they spread out, encircling him like predators stalking prey.