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Reborn As A Nephilim: The Rise of A Manaless Prince

[Webnovel Spirity Awards 2022 Entry] Strength.... That's all that matters in the end. After being abandoned by his own family, and shunned for having no mana in a world dominated by magic, ex-prince Arvell Relas Vispia was forced to live on the streets with whatever meagre money he had left. However, fate had something else in store for Arvell. After meeting the spirit inhabiting his amulet, Arvell gets reborn as a Nephilim. A being that has the powers of a god. Time, Space, Life, Death. All submitted to the authority of a Nephilim. Betrayed by those he once called family, Arvell swore to get revenge. Revenge on all those that mocked him and shunned him as a 'failure.' Revenge on those who betrayed him without a second thought. This is a tale of how a young prince shunned by the world as a 'failure' rises and ascends to the pinnacle of strength. _______________________________________________________________ Hello this is the author here! Please give my new story a read! comments and reviews would be greatly appreciated! Thank you for supporting my book! Discord Server Link: https://discord.gg/dNYtjKM63v Patreon Link: https://www.patreon.com/Sleepy_Slime

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Dungeon Expedition [5]

"We've got more company up ahead."

After hearing being stopped by Arvell and hearing the words that left his mouth, his companions threw him momentarily confused gazes.

However, using the momentary silence, they realized they could hear a cacophony of faint noises coming from up ahead.

(Squelch)

(Squelch)

(Squelch)

It sounded like something squishy was hidden behind the darkness up ahead, coming closer by the second.

Furthermore, it wasn't just one, but multiple.

It was to the point where they could overwhelm their group of four with sheer numbers.

Knowing that it was only moments before the beasts would make contact with their group, the rest of his team assumed their battle positions.

While Lillianna and Arvell pulled out their swords which they kept sheathed by their sides, Marisa pulled out a small wand from her pocket, and Julius simply raised the book in his hand.

"Arvell and I will be the vanguards. You two assist from behind."