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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
Classificações insuficientes
1149 Chs

Hand and Foot

Wain approached Zeta and delivered a powerful punch to her stomach with his fist. She blocked it, but the shockwave tossed her aside. Zeta frowned, Wain was much stronger than she had imagined, she could block the sword with her bare hands without damage, but now she was in pain.

"I didn't know Elves could be so physically strong. Usually, your relatives rely only on magic."

"There are many interesting and unusual things in this world, or maybe we think so because we know too little?" Wain smirked and ducked.

He picked up a handful of sand from the ground and threw it to Zeta.

'Bastard!'

She closed her eyes and jumped back, but suddenly someone touched her shoulder. Zeta opened her eyes and saw a blurry image as something approached her.

Bam.

The fist collapsed, and Zeta's head sank into the ground. She spat out blood, and a few of her teeth came out.

"Ahahahaha, looks like he's not going to feel sorry for her!"