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My Muscles Adapt 10,000 Times Faster

[WSA 2024 Entry] [3-5 daily chapers update] “BOOM!” Tron's body smashed through seven mountains, shattering them to dust as shockwaves destroyed everything in a twenty mile radius! But by a stroke of luck, he managed to survive. [DING!] [Host's has received an attack from a Crimson Void Dragon God] [Host's muscles will begin to adapt to the same level of power.] [DING!] [Congratulations Host, You now possess the strength of a God-level Magus!] * * * In a world where magic reign supreme, Tron Mahoraga was rendered crippled, his Magical Cortex destroyed, used as an experiment for an Arch Magus. However... [Ding! Congratulations! Ultimate Evil Matrix System Activated!] [ERROR!!! Arcane Cortex not detected!!!] [Multiversal Law Of Survival Activated] [Randomly increasing one of host's ability... ] [Ding! Supreme Muscle Adaptation acquired: Host's Cells can adapt 10,000× times faster than regular human] * * * ❰Daily Quests Updated:❱ 〘20,000 Push Ups (20,000/20,000) Completed〙 〘20,000 Sit Ups (20,000/20,000) Completed〙 〘20,000 squat (20,0000/20,000) Completed〙 〘200 kilometers (20,000/20,000) Completed〙 ❰Body Limit reached: Continue exercising to get even stronger!❱ {+500 STRENGTH] {+200 PHYSIQUE] {+200 AGILITY] 【Inspired by Mahoraga, Toji, Asta, and mashle】 * * * Your gifts and votes are my motivation, give me more motivation!

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Materials For The Blink Spell

Tron stared down at his wrists, the newly engraved runes still glowing with an eerie, pulsating crimson light.

The Blood Blade rune was almost like a tattoo etched deeply into his skin.

The design was strange but seemed borderline acceptable.

The rune's core was made up of two jagged, interlocking blades, each one crossing the other diagonally across his wrist.

The lines were sharp and angular, as though they had been carved with a razor's edge. The blades pointed in opposite directions—one towards his palm, the other up his forearm.

The light was brightest at the tips of the blades, where the lines were the sharpest and deepest, fading slightly as it neared the center where the two blades met.

There, in the heart of the rune, was a small circular rune, of a blood droplet that seemed almost ready to drip off his skin. It was as though the rune was feeding off his blood, drawing power from it to sustain its menacing glow.