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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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The battle was over.

From the beginning to the end of the invasion, 10 minutes had passed, and all the enemies of the battalion that accompanied Minos had been brutally killed.

Bodies without heads, limbs of different people tossed about, could be seen in that place, which was now dyed red with the blood of those many people who had died there.

The scenery was like that of a war, holes in the floors, destroyed walls, and a dense smell that would make any more sensitive person feel nauseous and anxious.

And in this devastated environment, the soldiers of Minos were already beginning to gather, as they sighed wearily, after trying so hard to defeat their enemies.

They were genuinely tired. After all, even though their battle techniques were better than those of their enemies, these Sergeants were still outnumbered. Therefore, each of them needed to rest for a while as they regained their energy.