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My Ten Wives and Ten Rings in the Apocalypse

Justin, a helpless orphan, struggle in the wake of life while attending the university and doing multiple menial jobs at once. He tried to survive in this cruel world, but things just won't favor him. It was like the world hated him. But to crown it-- He was partially blind. But everything changes when darkness descended on Earth and chaos spread everywhere. Then, the birth of supernatural power awakened in humans. Soul Power. Spirit Power Mental Power Beast Taming However, it was not only humans that awaken the hidden power. Animals turned into ferocious monster beasts, plants gained sentience, weather mutates, ocean enlarges, and gave birth to never for once seen beasts making the ocean a deadly zone. Earth enlarged threefold. Then, the WEEDING happens, giving birth to the Zombies. Under these changes, Justin awakens his soul weapon-- The Ten Rings. With the ten rings, his journey to the peak began. But there is one problem. Each of his rings needs a woman to accompany it to bring out its full power. In the darkest hour, when all hope was lost. Justin created an ark. And so it began, humanity's last shelter and defense while Justin searches for women along the way. Follow Justin's Ten wives and Ten Rings with an ark in the apocalypse. This is a battle of will. The journey of no return.

_EverSmile · Fantasie
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258 Chs

Justin Departure

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Deep in the forest stood an imposing figure standing in the midst of a dense forest.

The hobo-goblin was easily ten feet tall, with a physique that looked like it had been chiseled from solid rock.

Moreover, its purple skin had a sickly pallor to it, as if it had been soaked in brine for too long.

The hobo-goblin's eyes glinted with a feral intelligence, surveying its surroundings with a predatory air.

Additionally, its thick, muscular arms were crossed over its chest, and a massive club was gripped tightly in one hand. The club was easily the size of a small tree trunk, and it looked like it could crush a boulder with ease.

The hobo-goblin's face was twisted into a grotesque grin, revealing rows of sharp, yellowed teeth.