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The Imbecile Lord Is Married to Five Beautiful Goddess

In his first life, losing the one he loved the most, grief overshadowed his life until death knocked on his door.  He thought that he would finally be free from the nightmare but his life was far from over.  He was reborn again.  In the second life, he was reborn as the youngest prince of the strongest empire and was born with a silver spoon.  He was married to five Beautiful goddesses.  His first wife was The Empress of the neighbouring kingdom.  His second wife was the Saintess of the Church. His third wife was the daughter of the wealthiest merchant group. His fourth wife is the Goddess of War on the battlefield. His fifth wife was an assassin known as the Shadow queen who had been raised as his caretaker. But who he was, he was just an imbecile, an idiot, a disgusting fat pig who was ostracised by society and spat upon.  Unable to tolerate him, The Emperor cut him off from his family tree and stripped his title of Prince and banished him to a small vassal state for the rest of his life. The Vassal state which was in shatter and had been usurped by the noble and was on verge of destruction. But that was until one day lightning struck him and pulled by the mysterious strings of fate, his soul ended up in The Sanctum of Goddess. And from there, his myth begins......... ................... The cover art does not belong to me

Mohitkumar · Fantasy
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Chapter 331:Caught In Tragic Memories

While Alex was on his way to Zenith after having a hearty talk with his wives, a fearsome battle was still going on in many parts of Kinley.

In the Kingdom Rein, the devastation caused by the mass outbreak was quite huge and many cities had fallen under the swamp.

The people of the fallen cities had been turned into undead further supplying strength to the march of the undead army.

At the frontline, soldiers clashed with undead one after another stretching the series of skirmishes.

BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!

Explosions occurred like fireworks one after another and pieces of carcass and bones were sent flying.

The front lines were in a mess as the soldiers tried to hold on against the seemingly never-ending undead.

They were trying to make a path for the Paladins to pass.

A little behind the frontlines, surrounded by a group of Paladins Athena stood holding her staff with a solemn gaze.