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Strongest Radioactive System

VOLK SMAAAAASSH! Reincarnated with a body like a nuclear bomb, let's turn this magical world into a nuclear wasteland! As someone who loved fighting, Volk Mogger was the most miserable of them all. Born with a small frame, tiny limbs, and underdeveloped muscles, he struggled to grasp anything that was taught to him. He was relegated to merely watching others fight—whether on the internet, on television, or in real life. One day, while riding in his wheelchair, he was abducted and taken to a strange place for a radioactive experiment, which ultimately failed. However, Volk soon discovered that he had been reincarnated in a magical world as a member of an Orc horde, which was hunted by higher life forms despite merely wanting to establish a land where they could honor their traditions and build a home alongside their symbiotic partners, the Elven Witch races. Suddenly, a system screen appeared before Volk, announcing that he had acquired the power to transform into an invincible radioactive titan who yearns to be the strongest of them all. However, this transformation had a time limit, and to extend that limit, he had to win! But win what? Ding! | Beat up the Orcs thief who stole your spoil and a chance to have a wife! | Reward: Extend the radioactive time to 2 minutes. | Failure: Minus 1 minute. | Current radioactive time: 2 minutes. |

Espiritu_Santu · Krieg
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Cheating Luk'Tar

The crowd gathered around the two combatants was growing restless.

The Orcs and Elves had expected the fight to be over by now, but something strange was happening.

Luk'Tar should have gone down after the savage beating Volk had dealt him, yet there he stood, bruised, bloodied, but still upright.

What is wrong with him?

Is he really that tough?

It felt unnatural in a way it's abnormal for someone to be that tough!

Volk was the first to notice something off.

Every time he landed a solid punch on Luk'Tar, the dark magic particles that surrounded the young Orc would shift and swirl, like a protective barrier.

They drifted toward the areas Volk struck, almost as if they were healing him, keeping him from collapsing.

As Volk's fist slammed into Luk'Tar's ribs again with a resounding BANG!, he saw it.

The dark magic particles, faint at first, began to swirl around Luk'Tar's torso, as though drawn to the impact.