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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

Swords

'Well...I certainly didn't expect that...'

Wain and Erza were the only ones who hadn't found a pair yet, which meant they had no other option but to work with each other.

"Ahahahaha, I won't hide it, I was hoping it would happen." Ern dissipated, this situation amused him. Wain had tried to avoid even looking at Erza's, but now he would have to team up with her.

"It seems fate itself has brought us together." Erza approached Wain.

"Fate is cruel..."

"Good, you're ready, and now it's time to begin." The white-eyed SpiritSpirit said and raised his hand up, and the other main spirits did the same.

Whooooooosh.

Many small, stone swords flew out of the portals beneath the thrones and headed toward the pairs.

The swords glowed with jewels, in different colors, blue, green, red, orange, yellow, purple, or blue. These were the colors of the eyes of the chief spirits.