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A Hell Called Serestral

Aries Del Luna died and had been sent to… a Hell called Serestral? Join Aries, an assassin favored by the shadows, as he woke up to a kingdom where everyone kept on claiming that he was a heroic knight and savior of all.

Riyah404 · Fantasia
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103 Chs

Arena

Galen Windchaser had a strange fashion sense. A silver mask was covering his eyes. His long and neatly ponytailed hair was jet-black and had a few light-green strands. He was wearing a white cape, white clothes, and white boots. He was also wielding dual swords with shorter and curved blades.

Louden Mire, on the other hand, looked like an ordinary citizen. He was wearing baggy clothes. In his right hand, he was holding an average-looking spear. His brown eyes were filled with excitement. It appeared that he and Jodien were both were thirsty for a good fight.

"Start the fight!" Gust bellowed.

As the crowd cheered, the house leader had settled comfortably in his elegant seat not far from the platform where the four fighters were standing.

Jodien was about to attack Galen but Louden intercepted his longsword. For an ordinary-looking citizen, he was fast and his arms were strong. He could astoundingly keep up with a Celestial Knight.