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Strongest Radioactive System

VOLK SMAAAAASSH! Reincarnated with a body like a nuclear bomb, let's turn this magical world into a nuclear wasteland! As someone who loved fighting, Volk Mogger was the most miserable of them all. Born with a small frame, tiny limbs, and underdeveloped muscles, he struggled to grasp anything that was taught to him. He was relegated to merely watching others fight—whether on the internet, on television, or in real life. One day, while riding in his wheelchair, he was abducted and taken to a strange place for a radioactive experiment, which ultimately failed. However, Volk soon discovered that he had been reincarnated in a magical world as a member of an Orc horde, which was hunted by higher life forms despite merely wanting to establish a land where they could honor their traditions and build a home alongside their symbiotic partners, the Elven Witch races. Suddenly, a system screen appeared before Volk, announcing that he had acquired the power to transform into an invincible radioactive titan who yearns to be the strongest of them all. However, this transformation had a time limit, and to extend that limit, he had to win! But win what? Ding! | Beat up the Orcs thief who stole your spoil and a chance to have a wife! | Reward: Extend the radioactive time to 2 minutes. | Failure: Minus 1 minute. | Current radioactive time: 2 minutes. |

Espiritu_Santu · Guerra
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228 Chs

Vessel of Death Monarch

Volk's massive, twisted form stood over the battlefield, his mutated features contorted into a mask of grim satisfaction. 

The air around him crackled with radioactive energy, the very ground beneath his feet scorched and withered. 

His glowing eyes surveyed the scene, lingering on the crumbled remnants of the Ranker World's finest hunters. 

Broken bodies lay strewn across the field, and a thick miasma of death clung to the bones and dust that filled the Draconic Graveyard domain.

He could still feel the weight of Sung Woo-Ji's crushed form in his hand. 

The limp body of the once-feared Ranker dangled from his oversized fist, unmoving, broken, lifeless. 

Volk's mind didn't linger on the significance of his kill. 

To him, it didn't matter that this human was one of the pillars of the Ranker World. 

What mattered was that he had completed his mission.