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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

Leaving

Crackle.

The dark sword plunged into flesh as blood gushed from the wide wound on Reidar's chest while his face contorted in pain.

Reidar took a step back, trying to stay on his feet as he stared at Wain.

"I'm not finished yet..." Reidar uttered as he raised his hand to attack.

Wain should have ducked, but instead, he stood still, staring intently into his opponent's face.

Step.

Suddenly Reidar's eyes darkened as he fell to the ground with a blank stare.

"Ah... It was hard, but I could stand it." Wain muttered as he dropped to his knees exhausted and looked at Reidar, "Well, he wanted to make another attack, but his body wasn't as strong as his will."

For a while, there was silence in the Colosseum while space gradually recovered. Everyone stared wide-eyed at Wain as he couldn't believe it had happened.

Tremble.