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The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

After years of perpetrating heinous acts, our main character becomes weary of his violent path. Yearning for a normal existence, he embarks on a journey to shed his old ways, only to be thwarted by the whims of destiny. Through an untimely demise, he is granted a remarkable opportunity: a second chance at life in an entirely new realm—a realm where magic reigns supreme, tightly controlled by a formidable Wizard who holds the threads of fate in his hands. This unfamiliar world teems with diverse races, including Demons renowned for their prodigious physical strength and Elves who command unrivaled mastery over magic. Even the most ordinary creatures have evolved to harness formidable magical abilities. However, our protagonist is reborn as a human—the frailest and most vulnerable of all the races. Can he navigate this tumultuous realm, where peril lurks at every turn, relying solely on the wisdom garnered from his past experiences? "To survive in this world, I will do whatever it takes, even if it means wiping out an entire race."

DragonKnov · Fantasy
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376 Chs

They Gave Me No Chance to Resist!

With a resounding *pop*, the soldiers, possessing reflexes and strength beyond that of ordinary humans, effortlessly struck Desmond's body, targeting his vital areas. The sickening sound of blood dripping incessantly echoed through the air, staining the wooden floor beneath.

Then, a sudden *clank* interrupted the assault. As one of the soldiers aimed for Desmond's chest, his weapon met an unexpected resistance, producing a sharp and metallic clash that left everyone dumbfounded. The soldier stared at his trembling weapon in disbelief, his comrades mirroring his confusion while stealing glances at Desmond's body.

In a swift and unexpected turn of events, a shadow materialized behind Desmond, accompanied by a rush of wind that carried a tremendous force. The shadow's attack swiftly severed Desmond's head, causing it to roll along the ground. The impact of this personal assault forced the soldiers to stagger backward, their bodies pushed by the powerful gust.