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Return Of The Strongest Player

WPC July 2023 Winner. When the Demons and Angels of the 99th floor detected a threat to their reign, they teamed up to topple the man who'd placed them in such a situation. The Lord of Sins, a walking calamity of the Heaven's Spire, had put pressure on the transcendents no mortal had ever done. However, before the Lord of Sins could revolt against their reign, the Demons and Angels decided to nip the threat in the bud. Manipulating his clanmates, using other clans, controlling fate... They used all powers available to them in an attempt to halt the advance of the Lord of Sins. Eventually, it worked, and the Lord of Sins fell from grace. But it wasn't a happy ending for the vicious transcendents. "I'll return one day, stronger than ever and as a force even you can't touch! I'll become the Lord of Sins again!" The man returned to the past with a goal in mind. Everything else was just an interference. "Return of The Strongest Player" is a gripping tale of a man's ascendance. His journey back to the pinnacle of strength, the adversities blocking his path, and the comrades he eventually acknowledged. ----------------------- Chapters will be released at 9:30 AM (PST) or 00:30 (GMT +8). The timings will vary during Daylight Savings Time in the western part of the globe. Especially, Canada and the United States of America. Drop a power stone if you liked what you read. Add it your collection to never miss an update. Your gift is my motivation! Enjoy!

AceAmbrosia · Fantasia
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288 Chs

Shape Of Shadows: Chase

Eleanor rushed forward, wrapping her greatsword in flames. With an expression that was akin to the crackling of voracious fire, she swung her sword towards the zombie's neck, trying to disarm it before bashing its head.

However, the zombie sidestepped, avoiding the blow before extending its palm.

Eleanor felt her body crumple like paper. As soon as the palm collided with the side of her abdomen, she flew several meters before crashing into a nearby tree, shaking it violently to the point where all fruits fell to the soil beneath.

Arthur let out a laugh in his original voice, hurriedly covering his mouth. Luckily, it seemed like Eleanor hadn't noticed, since her attention was focused on the zombie. A single palm was enough to disturb her mental state.

'She's weaker than I expected,' thought the crimson-eyed man. 'Especially mentally.'