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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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Zeta's Chapter 192 - Doom

"Argh... argh..." All of our enemies were dead. They couldn't even speak their final words. They were all obliterated. In a single blink of an eye. It was something unimaginable. Even the manticore died in that blast. Not enough life force to say something before he passed.

Their healer was the only one left alive, desperately trying to save herself, "Heal! Regeneration! Great Heal!" Green light surrounded her body but even after it disappeared, none of her wounds seem to heal back. "Why... why won't it work!? Heal! Great Heal! Regeneration!" She tried again and again but to no avail. None of her healing magic doesn't work.

A human-like figure came out of the Zieglind's body. It was none other than Lagrima. He flew over to Lily. "That won't work."

Lily looked up and her face turned pale. "The... Demon King? Why are you here?"

"That's what I should be asking you."