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The God Of Primordial Chaos

[Congratulations! You have awakened your Primordial Chaos System!] "What is this?" Luke said as he held out his hands and tried to touched the transparent screen before him in curiosity. [Quest — Get Strong Enough To Become A God] [Quest Description: You have been reincarnated as an elf into the same world as your past life. You have to be strong enough to evolve into a powerful god that'll be able to avenge your past murder.] [Quest Rewards: 5000 Exp] [Quest Deadline: Fifty Years] "What is this?!" Luke said as he instantly drew back his hands after reading what was written on the transparent screen. Strong enough to become a god? ****** In a world dominated by swords and magic, where the past technologies of humanity were long forgotten after the uprising of the demon forces. A young boy without powers was murdered. He was given a second chance in the same world, but as a different race. He was reincarnated as an elf. He found out he was the prince of an elven kingdom and soon-to-be king of the green elves. The forces of demons have arrived, and the peace of all the races were threatened. Luke, the ruthless and merciless king must lead his army of loyal elves to a battle to the death! "Once you enemy discards all call for peace. Crush em' to pieces!" ****** Book cover art was designed by Elixer_Yuu. ****** Join my discord server at: https://discord.gg/SZRVrkYaTg ****** [Check Out My New Book On Webnovel: I Have A Cheat System In The Apocalypse]

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He'd Forever Remain In Heaven... Vomiting Blood Over The Gods

The Metal Spirit had a defeated expression on her face. The long-eared creature was extremely powerful, sly... and dangerous.

"Cough cough, I'll talk, but you'll have to swear not do anything to me!" The Metal Spirit spat with with a frightened expression as she weakly lowered her head, where face flushed with shame.

"That's all? Ok, now spit it out!" Luke said with a threatening gaze as he swung Dark Sabre around with a look of indifference, "Hmm, this sword's getting a little rusty. Doesn't a Metal Spirit's dimensional core have the ability to increase a weapon's durability, and I heard when grilled, their skin is absolutely delicious!"

O-Overkill!

The Metal Spirit nearly fainted as her eyes grew dim, this- this- this...

"Skin... Delicious... Core... Increasing weapon... Durability..." Incoherent words began to come out from the Metal Spirit's mouth as she stared at Luke with dread and fear.