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Return Of The Strongest Player

WPC July 2023 Winner. When the Demons and Angels of the 99th floor detected a threat to their reign, they teamed up to topple the man who'd placed them in such a situation. The Lord of Sins, a walking calamity of the Heaven's Spire, had put pressure on the transcendents no mortal had ever done. However, before the Lord of Sins could revolt against their reign, the Demons and Angels decided to nip the threat in the bud. Manipulating his clanmates, using other clans, controlling fate... They used all powers available to them in an attempt to halt the advance of the Lord of Sins. Eventually, it worked, and the Lord of Sins fell from grace. But it wasn't a happy ending for the vicious transcendents. "I'll return one day, stronger than ever and as a force even you can't touch! I'll become the Lord of Sins again!" The man returned to the past with a goal in mind. Everything else was just an interference. "Return of The Strongest Player" is a gripping tale of a man's ascendance. His journey back to the pinnacle of strength, the adversities blocking his path, and the comrades he eventually acknowledged. ----------------------- Chapters will be released at 9:30 AM (PST) or 00:30 (GMT +8). The timings will vary during Daylight Savings Time in the western part of the globe. Especially, Canada and the United States of America. Drop a power stone if you liked what you read. Add it your collection to never miss an update. Your gift is my motivation! Enjoy!

AceAmbrosia · แฟนตาซี
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Unexpected Rescue

"Fucking hell…" 

A rather hoarse voice reverberated across the arena, striking terror into the hearts of the players. Flames burst at that voice, the ground shaking with much intensity as the creature stepped forth.

With a wrinkly, crimson body that had defined muscles, along with only a pair of ripped shorts covering its lower body, it was safe to say that the creature was rather unique.

With sharp, stark black horns that protruded from its forehead, along with an expression of annoyance as it spat on the ground, the creature flicked its wrist, washing away its dark blood-covered body.

Casting a sidelong glance at his surroundings, the creature cocked its head. "Where the fuck am I?"

This was somewhat akin to Hell, but not nearly as intense. It was like a mild, quite pitiful set designed to mimic Hell. The creature sneered, mocking those who had the nerve to try to imitate the appearance of its home.