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Nameless King

Once all people received Souls and incredible powers. Some were lucky enough to obtain the Soul of an ancient and powerful creature, but fate was not favorable to all. The world began to change, and creatures evolved. But, it was not the beginning of a new era. It was the end. A couple of months later, a dark mist appeared and destroyed the world. It was a dictate of destiny from which no one could escape. Wain Norheim was the world's best assassin and the only one who didn't get a soul. However, he was destined to gain the power to confront fate. Escaping through a portal into another world, he unknowingly began the apocalypse. Even the world failed to expel him.

Arlemit · Fantasia
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1149 Chs

Energy Against Artifacts

Roooooaaaaaaaarrrrrrr!!!

The two lightning beasts roared furiously, shaking the space. Even though they were on the edge of the Fourth Chronicle, it seemed that the two of them were capable of fighting a creature on the Absolute Stage.

'Damn... I didn't expect this guy to be so insane... Though maybe it's just us underestimating the power we possess...' The Abyss Artist muttered with an ice-cold look as his aura grew slightly stronger, 'Wain... When he uses about half the artifacts, it will be a good time for me to enter.'

'Hmm? Are you sure?' Wain asked in confusion as the seal on his palm glowed brightly. A long black sword appeared in his hand, on which three eerie jaws immediately opened.

Gladius reacted immediately, 'What a strange feeling... Normally I wouldn't tolerate someone else's energy interfering with mine... especially one this creepy, but somehow I feel fine.'