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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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2919 Chs

Friendly Warnings

As they finished climbing the stairs to the platform, the three journalists came to a corridor leading to the structure's side area, where they could access the VIP balcony.

This place was made especially for these journalists and the many allies of Minos who were in this city at the time, who would not miss this event.

Many of Minos' soldiers and subordinates were not in Dry City at the moment but around the Black Plain, acting for the good of the war. But obviously, several of them needed to stay at headquarters in case things got out of hand here.

It was unlikely, but there was no way for Minos' group to know if or when an enemy powerful enough to destroy the local barriers would reach this city.

Consequently, the headquarters would always need to have the most powerful forces. That's why there were many Spiritual Kings in this city, even during the war.