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I Got Transmigrated Into Another World And Became The Legendary Hero

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What is I Got Transmigrated Into Another World And Became The Legendary Hero

Lisez le roman I Got Transmigrated Into Another World And Became The Legendary Hero écrit par l'auteur Maulana_Skyiz publié sur WebNovel. The Devil Race's war against humanity has been going on for centuries, with no one side emerging victorious.Until finally, a legend was born carrying something unique within him. This figure was born ...

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The Devil Race's war against humanity has been going on for centuries, with no one side emerging victorious. Until finally, a legend was born carrying something unique within him. This figure was born into a large royal family, called the Lunarius Kingdom. This figure fought the Great Demon Lord using the power of all the elements of the world, and in the end, managed to put an end to the endless war. This figure died bringing victory to humans, but the victory would not last too long. The Demon Lord will rise again and destroy the human world again, therefore, a new Hero is needed to illuminate the Demon Race again. Luckily, humanity still has one hope of winning against Satan, namely by taking a new hero from another world. A new legendary hero is urgently needed to save humanity from extinction, and also to fight the catastrophe that has long haunted humanity! Who is the new Legendary Hero who will be the savior of humanity? Will the arrival of a new Legendary Hero be a sign that humanity will never be conquered by The Devil? Witness the journey of the Legendary Hero which is full of action and magic in the latest Fantasy Story: ×I Got Transmigrated Into Another World And Became The Legendary Hero×

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