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The Supreme One

He was a seeker! Not a believer! He was uncovering the mystery of the Earth in his entire life. However, his past was miserable. A coward! A slave! A loner! A genius who was a slave of the University king. The same king who brutally killed his entire family. .... When he reached the peak of his life, he learned what ordinary people could see is only the tip of Earth. He understands that Earth wasn't as everyone had thought it to be. ~People with Abilities existed everywhere. Powerful entities controlled the entire world behind the scenes. ~The vampire and werewolf live with ordinary people. If it is real why people never find anything unusual, the answer lies in the satellites which keep rotating over our heads. ... To find the secrets, he joined the virtual reality, famously called, "The Supreme Realm". However, upon arriving at 'The Supreme Realm,' he finds himself in a strange place surrounded by devoted worshippers. "O Honorable Young God of the Primary Mountain, heed the call of your most faithful devotes. Come to us and protect us." **** Give it a try! You will definitely like this novel!

priya012 · Fantaisie
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120 Chs

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Raj remember in his previous life, his highest score was only obtained 289 Kg at his prime with the help of some exceptionally high quality serum.

However, this time, he can feel something different in his body as if he can borrow strength from an internal source.

'Energy!'

Raj found it difficult to believe that he could now slightly sense the energy in the Earth since he obtained Bloodline Evolver Class.

'It seems Mythic Grade Class is really mysterious.'

Soon, he focuses a little bit of energy on his hand.

When the last time he tested himself in his previous life, he only obtained 289 kg, placing him above the standard of ordinary people. Though he was different from his previous life, it was impossible for him to have improved overmuch. He would be impressed if he could achieve 300 kg.

"Damn, can you be any slower? Isn't it just a punch? Is all this build-up necessary?"