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Return Of The Strongest Player

WPC July 2023 Winner. When the Demons and Angels of the 99th floor detected a threat to their reign, they teamed up to topple the man who'd placed them in such a situation. The Lord of Sins, a walking calamity of the Heaven's Spire, had put pressure on the transcendents no mortal had ever done. However, before the Lord of Sins could revolt against their reign, the Demons and Angels decided to nip the threat in the bud. Manipulating his clanmates, using other clans, controlling fate... They used all powers available to them in an attempt to halt the advance of the Lord of Sins. Eventually, it worked, and the Lord of Sins fell from grace. But it wasn't a happy ending for the vicious transcendents. "I'll return one day, stronger than ever and as a force even you can't touch! I'll become the Lord of Sins again!" The man returned to the past with a goal in mind. Everything else was just an interference. "Return of The Strongest Player" is a gripping tale of a man's ascendance. His journey back to the pinnacle of strength, the adversities blocking his path, and the comrades he eventually acknowledged. ----------------------- Chapters will be released at 9:30 AM (PST) or 00:30 (GMT +8). The timings will vary during Daylight Savings Time in the western part of the globe. Especially, Canada and the United States of America. Drop a power stone if you liked what you read. Add it your collection to never miss an update. Your gift is my motivation! Enjoy!

AceAmbrosia · Fantasie
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288 Chs

Saint Sealing Devil's Arrival

"Snake, would you mind creating a barrier so Zeus and I could duke it out?" Odin inquired politely, glancing at the red-haired woman who spectated the showdown with a bored expression.

"Would you stop calling me a snake?" She protested, pouting. "I'm the leader of the Holy Land, for fuck's sake. Diya, The Blood Queen!"

"Snake," said Vesto, the leader of the Shimmering Dragons. Watching such banter, the leaders of a few powerful mid-rank clans couldn't help but shake violently in their boots, wondering if they would perish.

A single flick of the Divine Rankers' wrist would render them dead.

"Watch it, Vesto, or I'll clip your fake dragon wings off," Snake–Diya, threatened, baring her fangs as she leaned forward, summoning a pair of tweezers cloaked in heavenly light. "And you're one to talk. Your parents named you Vesto, as a female!"