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Celestial Bloodline

Kyle's life was lazy and ordinary, but little did he know something extraordinary lay dormant deep inside his body. All his life, he remained unaware that everything happens for a reason. Everything changed when he turned 16. His older brothers, fed up with his laziness, devised a plan to teach him a lesson. They urged him to take the entrance test for a prestigious academy, thinking that getting a beating in the test would instill some sense into their lazy brother. Kyle was stunned, speechless, but due to their coordinated planning, he reluctantly agreed with a hint of resignation. "I don't think I will pass the test anyway, so trying it for the experience isn't a big deal." "The only problem is, I can't guarantee that all my body parts will stay intact until the end of the entrance test." But to Kyle's shock, he passed the test without even lifting a finger! Still, he was convinced that he would eventually be kicked out of the academy due to his lack of strength. But the moment he set foot in the academy, he discovered something incredible about himself. He was special and nature's favorite. . . . ______ (#It's my first time writing. So, support me with ps, gt and gifts. Hehe, THANK YOU) (Note: The cover is not mine, found it from pinterest. All credits go to the owner who can ring me up in the comment section if he/she wants me to remove it.) It might be empty right now and maybe needs more work, but there's finally a Discord server! ^^ Link; https://discord.gg/eBBXatxWVb

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831 Chs

Jumped to the second spot

With a click, Kyle's silver blade came out from the scabbard.

The shield around him was cracking because he stopped supplying mana stones. He gazed at the wolves gathered around him and stepped out from the almost broken defensive Array.

The many blood-red eyes of the wolves followed his movement and the moment he stepped out they pounced at him with their claws and teeth, trying to tear his flesh away.

Kyle's sword moved swiftly and he sidestepped to attack the nearest wolf with a normal slash. His hand moved nimbly and without any resistance, the (F)-Rank wolf head was severed from its body.

His eyes swept through the remaining wolves before gazing at the fog around the stage with a raised brow. It had been a minute but no new monster emerged from the fog after the twentieth (F)-Rank wolf.

The pattern of the dungeon was broken because when he arrived inside the dungeon every minute two (F)-Rank wolves, would come out from the fog.