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Conqueror

Zieglind Reysh, corporate slave. Spent all his years studying materials he didn't need. Graduated college with a Historian diploma. But all of that were useless since he got a desk job selling stocks. Then one day, he heard a voice that no one can hear. The voice promises him a restart on his life. The conditions is, DEATH. He knew he was talking to a god of death. Will Zieglind accept this offer? Maybe yes, maybe no. But he realized that he accomplished nothing in the span of 20 years of his life. If he can be a new person then he'll choose one thing more than anything. A conqueror of the new world.

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Chapter 63 - One More Round

A concentrated energy beam of light struck my head. It burnt a heavy part of my headgear and exposed my head. I wiggled around and escaped his binding spell.

I flew back into the air and used Crescendo over and over. But each and every one of them gets intercepted by his bouncing laser buckshots.

[Unique skill, Crescendo Barrage, unleash 5 'Crescendo' in an instant. Direction can change mid attack.]

"Holy Blade!" A massive sword formed at his hand. Almost double his size yet he's able to wield it with no weight restrictions. "Purifier!" The blade of his glowed yellow and emitted a strong source of power.

"Up and close huh? Let's go! Blood Weapon Change, Sword and Shield!" I ran up to him and swung my sword in different directions. Overhead, sideways, but he blocked it instantly with quick casts of light buckshot and it sent my hand writhing and trembling.