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Redo: Grimoire System in the Apocalypse

"Am I being eaten by a SLIME?!?!" A normal man woke up to find himself surrounded by the unconscious figures of his family and neighbors. The land around him was large and open, not a single structure in sight. "What's... going on?" **** Taylor, an emotionally detached family man, woke up in a strange place. Dungeons dotted the land and Monsters ran rampant. After conquering his first Dungeon, he decides that the best way to protect his children is to build a strong community. He begins his conquest as a Support build, focusing on Defense and healing to better protect his loved ones. Is that good enough to keep them alive? Can he build a community strong enough to survive the incoming disasters? Can he unlock the secrets of the mysterious Mana? Join our hero as he uses his powerful defenses to protect those he cares about! **** *Not for children, this novel will have both lewd and gruesome moments as it progresses further into the story. Cover artwork by BlackLapiz, she did an amazing job at bringing the MC to life. Tags: System, Fantasy, Romance, Fighting, Sex, Love, Husband and Wife, Multiple Lovers, Harem, Apocalypse, Magic, Mana, Kingdom Building, Survival

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(291) Trouble at the East Gate

"The East Gate is in trouble!"

He'd barely finished his statement before Zolis had sprinted through the gate. Blade, Til, and the rest of the group followed closely behind.

Once they crossed the well, a massive cloud of dust could be seen from the eastern side of the town. A knot formed in the pit of her stomach, and Zolis picked up the pace.

'The wall couldn't have fallen this quick, could it?' She wondered.

With her top speed, it would still take her a little under two minutes to run to the East Gate. She looked over at Blade, who she knew was faster than her.

"Blade, see what's going on!" She shouted.

The man nodded and sped forward, leaving the group behind. With his speed, Zolis guessed his Agility had either surpassed one thousand, or he had a passive that further boosted his movement.

'The situation must be dire for Filthy not to have informed me directly,' She thought.