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Worldly Overlord

There are three worlds in the universe, The mortal world, the Underground world, and the Demon world. Devon, born and raised in the mortal world. In a world where power determined the world's dynamics, Devon who was born from a top-class family failed to live up to the expectations of his family and this brought about his exile from the family. Shortly after he was banished from the family, Devon was contracted by the most deadliest race in the world, The Devil race. And so, Devon's journey began...... Join Devon as he uncovers the secret of the worlds, the truth about his mother's death, and how he becomes the omniarch of the world with his harem of beauties. ---------- So this is an original book, and I'm giving it my all and I hope you give it a chance. The first twenty chapters (more or less) were not quite good tbh it might seem boring and confusing, but that is only because they were the first I ever wrote Try reading 40 chapters before deciding to drop it or not. You'll understand how much potential the book has. It really gets better eventually Thanks....... Our journey to creating one of the most overpowered character begins. PS:- I don't own the image on my cover. If the original owner sees this message, you can contact me.

Bhar_Yo · Fantasy
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Devon's Rage II

"RETREAT!" One of the disciples of the golden crow sect yelled at the peak of his voice.

Even before the disciples spoke, the others had begun to flee from the surrounding. It hadn't even been up to thirty minutes yet, and the number of deaths was simply astonishing.

Out of thousands who were fighting with this gold-haired youth earlier, it was down to about four hundred, and even those who were on their feet had sustained grave injuries.

While some might be able to survive the injuries if probably tended to, the same couldn't be said for the others.

"Aaarrghhh!!" The howl of one of the disciples sounded as Devon drove the red sword all the way to the back of his throat. Then, lifting his leg, he struck a kick at the disciple's chest.

Despite the number of experts who had fallen in the golden crow sect, Devon didn't seem to be satisfied with it in the slightest, as a deep frown could be seen on his face.