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I Spread my Genes to Level Up in the Apocalypse

The world was destroyed, torn to shreds by the war as it raged on. With the falling of nuclear bombs, the mutation strangely adapted and became an entirely new element. Those who couldn't withstand this mutation became beings tethering on the edge of life and death, becoming undead. Only a small population remains on the earth now. In this small population, some can adapt to the mutation and awaken unique powers in the apocalypse, while others are entirely unaffected, still like normal people. Ray was just a normal E-class awakener, but a faithful purple crystal changed everything. Through the purple crystal, a "system" activated inside him, which could allow him to get stronger the more he spreads his genes. Necromancer, wizard, martial artist to sorcerer - every single skill was possible as long as he spread his genes. From that moment, Ray walked the path of spreading his genes "for the sake of humanity." Author note: My MC is not some stupid shit who likes the enjoyment of being stupid, although he might not be the most high IQ person but he tries his best to strive for perfection and will do everything to get stronger, also he cares for his woman and doesn't abandon them. Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/g2WEFm86CY #no ntr, yaoi or yuri

Aurelius_Imperator · แฟนตาซี
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Big Mommy

"Damn it, we took a loss for nothing," Roger grumbled, his frustration evident as he gritted his teeth.

"It would have been fine if we had gotten King's corpse. But we didn't get that, we didn't recruit Ray, and we only got beaten by him…" Elyon sighed, his body barely moving as he was carried by the black-cloaked figure.

"You two are useless," the cloaked figure remarked coldly.

"This isn't our fault. We did kill King, but who knew he had another clone?" Roger muttered.

"According to the Seer, King has three clones," the cloaked figure continued. "One was supposedly used when he fought with Ray in the past, another was lost when he fought Ray again, and the last clone was lost fighting you two. He must be at the end of his rope."

"Really, though," Roger mused, feeling his entire body burnt. "Wasn't he supposed to be a calamity that would drown the world, even becoming a true King?"