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Return Of The Ancient Celestial

"I want to be a God to rule across the Nations! Heroes are overrated!" In the world of Tarynla, where the defeat of Dragons by Humans has brought temporary peace to the Seven Nations. A man named Damon finds himself in a mysterious predicament after his death. His soul is unexpectedly summoned and thrust into danger and intrigue. Unbeknownst to him, Damon's purpose holds the key to the fate of Tarynla. Upon his arrival, Damon discovers that he is surrounded by a secretive cult known as the Obsidian Order. Driven by a fanatical desire for immortality, the cult seeks to harness the power of Dragon's Blood, a rare and potent substance found only within the veins of Dragons. Believing Damon to be the key to their ambitions, they try to manipulate and control him. However, Damon harbors his own aspirations. He yearns to forge his own path and become more powerful than anyone else, a God. Blessed by the Goddess of Love, he possesses a unique ability: the power to temporarily transform Dragons into human form. Fueled by this newfound gift, Damon embarks on a perilous journey toward the Dragons' lair, driven by a burning desire to fulfil his destiny. With a desire to manipulate the world to his own vision, Damon resolves to form an Idol Group, a team of Humanoid Dragons with extraordinary talents, aiming to gain control. Through their public persona, they would become revered and adored while secretly undertaking covert missions to protect their identities and further their own hidden agenda. With the awakening of Dragon Idol System, watch how Damon creates the first Idol Group in every Nation he steps foot in. ------ Discord: https://discord.gg/XqbVZffGbv

youneedsomemilk · Fantasie
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The Dead Bodies >

Belphegor released the bowstring, the wind arrow sailed through the air and created a miniature tornado that hit one of the Myrmidon.

"Ah! Who's there?" the other two screamed as they wielded their weapons, surveying the area for a potential enemy. 

Since Belphegor's arrow was made of wind, it vanished as soon as it hit the target, which led to the lack of evidence, but dealt some damage. 

"Ugh! It hurts," the man who got hit sat up. He clenched his arm, where it was bleeding and his muscles were torn apart. 

The other Myrmidon grabbed their injured comrade, pulling him toward the tent for safety while the other one was guarding them. 

Damon's eyes widened in amazement. He had never seen someone wield an element so dynamically. 

Belphegor looked at Damon with a huge grin on his face, feeling proud of what he just did. He lowered his bow and moved closer to Damon as he whispered. "Your turn."