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Tomorrow, a new chapter in his life would open, but God closed the cover of the book. When he opened his eyes on the First Floor of Hell, he had to face off a whole new reality. All the rules were being rewritten, and he had to pick up the pen if he wanted to get out of here. He had to find those like him and play the role of leadership he had escaped all his life.

Sanseiu · ファンタジー
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213 Chs

Sub-Party

The ground was deep, and the sky was high, but it was interesting how Sukrucuk had nowhere to run.

"Okay, I will wear the cape, but you should be ashamed of this, not me!"

Our tank finally gave up. Sukrucuk was looking at us with sad eyes, gleaming that an object was being equipped.

After what I saw the next moment, I couldn't have guessed that I would wish he hadn't worn it. The cloak turned out worse than it had appeared in the inventory.

"You were a shah and became a Shahbaz, brother!"

Would Toraman ever miss this opportunity? He laughed out loud as he held the gold embroidered edge of his long cloak with purple lip patterns embroidered on the crimson cloth.

"You took the words out of my mouth, big fat village bull. The name of the item is as you say!"

Shahbaz's Cloak

Level – 10

Defense Points – 15

Life Points – 15

Agility – 15