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Akashis: La herencia de las bestias.

Penulis: Daoistt7U2Ki
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What is Akashis: La herencia de las bestias.

Baca novel Akashis: La herencia de las bestias. yang ditulis oleh penulis Daoistt7U2Ki yang diterbitkan di WebNovel. En un mundo azotado por las bestias elementales (zombis con el poder de los siete elementos naturales: luz, aire, fuego, agua, tierra y sombra), sólo la república de Narmeliah se mantiene como una pot...

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En un mundo azotado por las bestias elementales (zombis con el poder de los siete elementos naturales: luz, aire, fuego, agua, tierra y sombra), sólo la república de Narmeliah se mantiene como una potencia en el nuevo continente: Gracias a su enorme poderío militar y el sacrificio de los soldados Akashis (humanos con la capacidad de controlar los siete elementos naturales), guiados por el ejemplo del demonio Akashi llamado Dharma, quien era el portador de la creación (el poder de las siete bestias primarias). Dharma entregó su sangre y alma para construir el abismo que ahora mantiene al reino de Narmeliah, a salvo de las bestias que han acabado con la mayoría de ciudades del sur. Antes de morir, Dharma ordenó a todos los Akashis habitantes de Narmeliah, que entregaran su sangre y alma con el fin de recuperar el territorio perdido. Para asegurarse de que sus designios se cumplieran, dividió el poder de las bestias primarias y lo heredó a sus siete discípulos Akashis. Desde entonces, los Akashis más poderosos de toda Narmeliah, luchan cada siete años por heredar el poder de alguna de las siete bestias y así cumplir con la misión encomendada por Dharma.

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