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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

The Hand

No one could believe what they saw, not even Felix, though he had fought Wain on equal footing before. Wain was just reliving Okam's attack as if to him it was nothing more than a piece of unpalatable food, it was the height of humiliation.

"Bastard!!!" Okam exclaimed furiously as several whirlwinds appeared beside him. The whirlwinds headed at Wain with great speed, forcing even the darkness of the open space to move aside.

"Hahaha, what a funny face you have. You look like an old drunk whose last bottle of wine was broken. Hahahahahaha, that's just ridiculous!" Wain laughed mockingly before snapping his fingers.

Whoooooooooooosh.

Two ghosts with massive jaws appeared beside him. They pounced on the whirlwinds and began to devour them, gradually absorbing and gaining pure energy from them.