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Rise of the Nightmare Crestmaster

The call of the nightmare realm cannot be denied, the woven fate is inevitable. His ability to travel to the nightmare realm granted him immortality but also pit him with an unfamiliar reality within the ruins of a once glorious civilization, with curses and magics uncharted, horrors and fiendish monsters beyond the ken of man. This is the epic tale of struggle against impossible odds and enemies bigger than life. Aldrich has been tormented by horrific nightmares as he lived out a simple life in Wakefield, a small village. He dreams of the day when his crest awakens so that he can soar to the sky, but on that day Wakefield is burned. He is the only survivor. What Adlritch will find outside his little village will not just test the limits of his will, but also his sanity. Being the only one who can access the nightmare realm he is determined to turn a curse into a blessing and rise to unreached heights as, The Nightmare Crestmaster. **** This book is an epic fantasy with dark undertones, one might call it grimdark but it’s not without humor. I have seen complaints about the middle part of the novel, namely around chapter 60-70 some have said that it get too slow and I admit I made pacing mistakes there but the novel gets better right after and I believe some of the best content I wrote happens after that part so please make it through to join me and the rest of the readers on my journey. WARNING: I don’t write brain-dead characters. Romance and harem, which are not the focus of the story will take time. This novel was inspired by Soulsborne, all of it. **** 7 chapters/ week join my discord and become a Crestmaster: https://discord.gg/v7rsrySs 黑色台面

PillGrandCreator · Fantasia
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232 Chs

A bad opponent (2)

Aldrich barged in through the dust and rubble like a hunter in pursuit of his prey. He surveyed his surroundings and spotted the she-orc, flopped over with her body in shambles.

But alive. Which honestly shocked Aldrich, he did not think that it was possible to survive that attack when it was taken head-on and at such close proximity.

This room had some kind of bar and the stench of alcohol and smoke was clear as day. Immediately most people ran away in panic.

He frowned and looked around at the rest of the low lives, the reason he didn't rush in to finish her off yet was because he would leave an opening for another Crestmaster to ambush him.

He walked over slowly over to the half-orc and raised his sword. And then swung to the left. His ears rang and his hand shook.

The dwarf behind the bar shot at him with a shotgun but he blocked with the sword. He guessed that there were nine pellets meaning that it was a 00 buckshot. It was dangerous even for a Crestmaster.