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Ancient Tears BloodLine

After the Guardian God's demise. Zack inherited his legacy. Zack is a driven individual who wields a lot of power. Will he follow the Guardian God's trail of footprints? Or Will he continue to forge his own legacy? He is intelligent, calm, and composed. When it comes to making decisions, he is decisive. In the world of Humans, Monsters, and other unknown species, he learns and grows. "I know you guys were the most powerful bloodline warriors dispatched to assassinate me. However, in the end, it makes no difference." With a slight smile on his face, Zack ridiculed. "Anything that stood in my way will be obliterated by my lightning," Zack added. "Lightning is Absolute!" ****************************************************** Current Plan- 7chaps/week. For more release, Vote with Power Stones. Target: 1st level- 100PS/Week. Result- 14chaps/Week. ******************************************************* Disclaimer: This is a Fantasy novel. Everything about this novel is Fictional. *******************************************************

Aravind_S · ファンタジー
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1023 Chs

Part 1: Dual Headed Lizard Monster

From MC's Perspective:

I swept my gaze across the forest, the towering trees casting long shadows over the dense undergrowth. The air was thick with the scent of earth and damp leaves, and the occasional rustle hinted at the presence of creatures hidden just beyond my sight.

I recalled the map in my mind, its intricate details etched into my memory, and adjusted my course. The route ahead was uncertain, and in this monster zone, there were no clear distinctions between outer and inner territories. Powerful monsters could appear anywhere.

After several minutes of cautious travel, I found myself on a narrow, winding path flanked by gnarled trees. The tension in the air was palpable. Suddenly, a sharp sensation prickled at the back of my neck—something was coming.

My instincts kicked in, and with practiced ease, I retrieved my black sword from the storage ring. Its weight felt familiar in my hand, a cold, reassuring presence.

SWOOSH!