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The God Of Primordial Chaos

[Congratulations! You have awakened your Primordial Chaos System!] "What is this?" Luke said as he held out his hands and tried to touched the transparent screen before him in curiosity. [Quest — Get Strong Enough To Become A God] [Quest Description: You have been reincarnated as an elf into the same world as your past life. You have to be strong enough to evolve into a powerful god that'll be able to avenge your past murder.] [Quest Rewards: 5000 Exp] [Quest Deadline: Fifty Years] "What is this?!" Luke said as he instantly drew back his hands after reading what was written on the transparent screen. Strong enough to become a god? ****** In a world dominated by swords and magic, where the past technologies of humanity were long forgotten after the uprising of the demon forces. A young boy without powers was murdered. He was given a second chance in the same world, but as a different race. He was reincarnated as an elf. He found out he was the prince of an elven kingdom and soon-to-be king of the green elves. The forces of demons have arrived, and the peace of all the races were threatened. Luke, the ruthless and merciless king must lead his army of loyal elves to a battle to the death! "Once you enemy discards all call for peace. Crush em' to pieces!" ****** Book cover art was designed by Elixer_Yuu. ****** Join my discord server at: https://discord.gg/SZRVrkYaTg ****** [Check Out My New Book On Webnovel: I Have A Cheat System In The Apocalypse]

DMC_MAX · Fantasia
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53 Chs

Not Some Weakling

 Luke's afterimages danced around the still Dragon God as he delivered ruthless blows to the humanoid lizard, each strike more power and ruthless than the last. Every connection of sword and flesh releases a powerful shockwave, and blood was spewed. 

 "789! 790! 791!" 

 Luke was moving at a speed that one wouldn't even be able to follow even if they played his actions at 100x slow motion. Hundreds of blade marks were spread across the body of the Dragon God. 

 "867! 868! 869!" 

 Blood had begun to gush out of the wounds Luke had opened up with his relentless assaults, the blood was completely gold in colour and was seething to the touch. Seeing this, Luke sped up the speed of his strikes with a merciless express on his face. 

 He had already gone this far, he was going to finish everything! 

 "900, 901, 902!"