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The Rise of the Black Plain

Minos Stuart is a regular young nobleman with average abilities and limited prospects for his future. However, just as he was about to embark on his cultivation journey, he suffered a severe injury that left him on the brink of death! Nevertheless, a stroke of luck befalls Minos as a fragment of the soul from an ancient specialist recognizes him, giving him a chance of one in a billion. This opportunity will open up a new and exciting path for Minos, filled with risks and thrilling experiences, as he gathers the strength to keep a promise and pursue his own ambitions! *** Notice: This is a fantasy story and, as such, is not related to any fact of reality. Disclaimer: I don't own the cover; if its original creator wants me to take down or put credit, leave a message in any chapter, and I'll do it as soon as possible. https://discord.gg/4437dvvk9x

RVN_1998 · Fantasy
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Decrease in the Number of Opponents

Hours later, Minos left his room and spotted Soli and Forfex together once again in front of the door he had just left.

Forfex had some wounds all over his body, as did Soli, while the two of them were in a combat position, with a group of 12 individuals very close to them.

But the moment the door to Minos' room opened, the individuals who had just moved—given the fact that Soli and Forfex had also left their respective rooms moments ago—flinched at the sight of the white-haired, seraphim-winged fellow.

"Hmmm? Any trouble here?" Minos parted his lips along with the spread of his six wings, becoming much larger and more menacing.

One individual closely observing the situation, the sentient plant that had missed the opportunity to finish his test a minute after Minos and the group of seven individuals from earlier, narrowed his eyes as he looked at Minos.