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Hunter in Black

This is a world of combat and magic, where adventurers thrive, leveling up, and killing monsters for loots and glory. But that's not the story I'm here to tell. Decades have passed since All-father, the world's Creator, ended the ever catastrophic conflict between humans and dragons. Lives have fallen from both sides, leaving humanity only able to support their last haven, the capital city of Ratna Kingdom. And now that they're at their weakest, someone wanted to carve a tombstone for their grave. He was called the Pretender, a figure disguised as All-father himself. He travels through the continent with a quest to gather forces from those who fell victim to humanity's sins. If no one puts an end to this act, then catastrophe will surely come knocking on the kingdom's door. So a call was made to prevent this. A Veteran Hunter and his apprentice were dispatched to take down each of the leaders under the Pretender's influence. He himself was a mysterious one, dressed in black, hiding behind a bear mask. Not a lot was known about the Hunter, not his race, not his family, not his face. Though one thing is for sure, he's damn good at his job.

PolarMuttaqin · Fantasi
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131 Chs

The High King of Mount Aura pt. 3

[Personal Skill]

[1st Act]

"Maiden's Touch."

A cyan ethereal being came alive behind Blaz's back. It was a fair lady looking as beautiful as an ice nymph with a body covered in white mist. She hugged the young man and caress every part where his bones were cracked.

He felt a soothing embrace from her as his body finally stopped shivering. The stance he took was finally solid, he can stand normally without having any problem.

"Thank you." Said Blaz to Leyna.

"You're wel—" But before the girl could even finish her sentence, Halvar teleported her back to the other cliff where she was on.

"Great! Now that you're fresh again, let's continue where we left off!" The smile on that old dwarf's face widened once more, he was so bright he could put the sun to shame.

"I suppose."

Blaz was quick to realize that Halvar didn't let him heal out of courtesy. The High King wanted a fun fight to entertain himself.