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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

The Light at the End of the Path

Kadridas' strength was greater than they had anticipated, as even a special artifact could only hold him for a short period of time. The chains completely blocked his energy flows, that was a real achievement considering the amount of energy the Dragons had, but the Dragons were strong in every aspect.

Crackle. Crackle. Crack.

Space was crumbling because of the pressure that came from Kadridas, so with each passing second, the power of the chains weakened.

"Maece! Let's get the fuck out of here! Hurry up and kill that guy, or that monster won't leave a trace of us!" Purplehead shouted in a worried voice while trembling in fear.

"Shit! Okay, I got you. Give me ten seconds!" Maece said as a dagger appeared in her hand before approaching Wain.

She bent down and looked into Wain's already almost empty eyes. He saw only a blurry image of her, but her sly, wicked smirk was clear.