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The Place Where Everything Begins

[https://discord.gg/tRMJY9mWxs] He is cold-blooded... He is prideful... He is greedy... For he is the person who will take over the world. The greatest sage of magic in the universe, Jeremy, was ambushed by the enemy assassins. With obscure schemes and ploys of some unknown existence(s), somehow, Jeremy was able to cast a 9th circle 'space and time' spell to go back in time before his eternal demise. After escaping successfully from absolute damnation, he vows to himself that he will create a better place for humanity to live. He will ensure that the human race would flourish and prosper on the universe's stage for the countless eras to come. Look and follow him as he climbs back up from zero until he surpasses his old self faster than ever. Let us welcome Earthlings to the center of the universe, Ortus, The Place Where Everything Begins. ———————————————————————— Addiction Alerts: After chapter 25 onwards, the plot will be intensified x10. Please proceed at your own risk. Beware: This book has no Romance tag, but you can expect some 'culture' scenes with women. The book is also filled with blood and gore every once in a while. ———————————————————————— Regular Updates: 7 chapters/week (2k words)

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182 Chs

Hidden Boss (1)

With no room to think at all, Jeremy, who was running at full speed, hurriedly turned his body in a semicircle towards his backside while using two hands clutching the spear shaft tightly, intending to receive the incoming attack head-on.

*Clang!!*

"Shit!"

The clanging sound rang out sonorously within the desolate forest, followed by Jeremy's cursing voice as his body flew away from the impact earlier, causing him to hit hard with a parched tree behind him with a thumping sound.

*Thump*

Luckily, Jeremy's mana field projection activated by itself, as he was still safe and sound.

However, the parched, dried tree wasn't so lucky, as it had a dent on its trunk.

No matter how parched or dried the tree was, a dent was still a dent, as it appeared that the force putting behind the enemy strike was quite enormous.