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Strongest Radioactive System

VOLK SMAAAAASSH! Reincarnated with a body like a nuclear bomb, let's turn this magical world into a nuclear wasteland! As someone who loved fighting, Volk Mogger was the most miserable of them all. Born with a small frame, tiny limbs, and underdeveloped muscles, he struggled to grasp anything that was taught to him. He was relegated to merely watching others fight—whether on the internet, on television, or in real life. One day, while riding in his wheelchair, he was abducted and taken to a strange place for a radioactive experiment, which ultimately failed. However, Volk soon discovered that he had been reincarnated in a magical world as a member of an Orc horde, which was hunted by higher life forms despite merely wanting to establish a land where they could honor their traditions and build a home alongside their symbiotic partners, the Elven Witch races. Suddenly, a system screen appeared before Volk, announcing that he had acquired the power to transform into an invincible radioactive titan who yearns to be the strongest of them all. However, this transformation had a time limit, and to extend that limit, he had to win! But win what? Ding! | Beat up the Orcs thief who stole your spoil and a chance to have a wife! | Reward: Extend the radioactive time to 2 minutes. | Failure: Minus 1 minute. | Current radioactive time: 2 minutes. |

Espiritu_Santu · Adolescents et jeunes adultes
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228 Chs

Bong Me-Eon

The battlefield was a blur of destruction and terror as the little skeleton pulled with all his might, trying to drag Sung Woo-Ji's limp body through the chaos.

His bony arms trembled from the effort, and his hollow sockets were filled with fear.

Each passing second felt like an eternity as the Ogres rampaged all around, their thunderous footsteps shaking the earth.

Just as the skeleton began to lose hope, a shadow descended from the sky, landing gracefully before him with an impact that sent dust swirling in every direction.

The figure was tall and imposing, her long black hair flowing behind her like a midnight curtain.

She was dressed in sleek battle gear, her eyes sharp and calculating.

She surveyed the scene with a calm that seemed out of place amidst the chaos.

Her presence, however, commanded respect and fear from both allies and enemies alike.