Reliting His Dead Feeling Of Competition
Hundreds of Skyscrapers littered the area like fishes in a sea, while titans roamed the streets, scrambling for the deaf bodies around the place.
In one of the highest skyscrapers and one of the highest areas of the place, it was a luxurious room, and a figure could be seen on the bed, his chest weaving up and down rhythmically showing his state of being asleep, but if anyone took a closer look at him, one would see dark lines over his head revealing he wasn't having quite the sweet sleep depicted.
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KILL!!!
KILL!!!
KILL!!!
The roar of thousands of races running towards a group of particular races all oozing with an unbelievable amount of golden aura filled the air.
Every of their move visibly shattered space apart, causing a dark vortex where they passed as they moved with horrifying speed towards the race of around a thousand at the other end.