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Nameless King

Once all people received Souls and incredible powers. Some were lucky enough to obtain the Soul of an ancient and powerful creature, but fate was not favorable to all. The world began to change, and creatures evolved. But, it was not the beginning of a new era. It was the end. A couple of months later, a dark mist appeared and destroyed the world. It was a dictate of destiny from which no one could escape. Wain Norheim was the world's best assassin and the only one who didn't get a soul. However, he was destined to gain the power to confront fate. Escaping through a portal into another world, he unknowingly began the apocalypse. Even the world failed to expel him.

Arlemit · Fantaisie
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1149 Chs

The Whirlwind

Bam. Bam. Bam.

Gael ruthlessly attacked his enemy, an old friend and one of the strongest creatures in the entire world.

Ereg could do nothing, he moved at the limit of his physical capabilities to dodge Gael's massive swords.

'Fuck... If this keeps up I'm just going to lose all my blood...' Ereg internally muttered, seeing only black and white flashes in front of him.

Ereg's body had been working reflexively for a long time now, thanks to his sharp and incredible instincts. His mind didn't have to control every movement or muscle just to defend himself from the endless hail of attacks.

Gael only used four of his scars and it seemed that was more than enough to win.

Everyone who watched this fight, whether it was Wain, Sven, or Alucard with Liang. Sure, there were hundreds of strong Beastfolks here at Fifth Chronicle, but... their opinions didn't matter.