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Vampire System- The Last Mystic Swordsman

Magic finally reached planet earth, but it was not like we expected. It came in the form of mystic energy! After the age of awakening, all living things finally entered the path of evolution. Mystic Beasts invaded earth, destroying the world as we knew it, but we survived as we finally gained the ability to utilize the energy that the beasts came with. Mystic Warriors were born, and humanity finally found a moment of reprieve, but the Mystic Beasts were still winning. Rex Vector, an apparently mystic energy-deficient sword genius who lost everything to the war turned out to be the last inheritor of an Ancient Bloodline. On fully awakening his bloodline he was granted a system and his whole life changed for the better. Life held much more in store for him though as the contents of his first system mission revealed a reality to him that he wasn’t sure he wanted to accept. [You are hungry!] [You must drink human blood within 24 hours!] [Penalty for mission failure: Death!] ... Join this epic journey as Rex tread upon the mystic world to defy his fate by becoming the greatest Vampire and Mystic Swordsman. ***** Check out my other novels: Ocean Master and The Conspiracy of the Elites My discord server link https://discord.gg/UX4JpdGN

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Trapped in the Swamp

The soldiers finally understood their leader's plan.

Crane had been a soldier for only 3 years, but he had been a hunter all his life, he lived and strived for survival so close to beasts that he understood a lot about their ways and hierarchy also.

When the hints being left by the marauders became too much, his brain worked as intended as he quickly deduced that this was a deliberate leading.

If he followed blindly, he would fall into a sure-death trap.

The easiest option here was to not follow the hints again and retreat, but they could not, the mission was that they should rescue the commissioner by all means which meant that they needed to do it even if they had to die.

Crane had no intentions to die though, this was why he improvised his plan. By now, he already guessed that the marauders were a tribe and their lair was probably here, so his planning was on how to confront them.

After thinking hard, he thought of the night idea.