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The Rise of the Black Plain

Minos Stuart is a regular young nobleman with average abilities and limited prospects for his future. However, just as he was about to embark on his cultivation journey, he suffered a severe injury that left him on the brink of death! Nevertheless, a stroke of luck befalls Minos as a fragment of the soul from an ancient specialist recognizes him, giving him a chance of one in a billion. This opportunity will open up a new and exciting path for Minos, filled with risks and thrilling experiences, as he gathers the strength to keep a promise and pursue his own ambitions! *** Notice: This is a fantasy story and, as such, is not related to any fact of reality. Disclaimer: I don't own the cover; if its original creator wants me to take down or put credit, leave a message in any chapter, and I'll do it as soon as possible. https://discord.gg/4437dvvk9x

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New Devil

Meanwhile, in another area of Hell...

A dark plain with nothing remarkable about it stretched for a long distance across the ownerless area of the vast Hell.

But this place was not empty today. Looking from afar, one would see several moving slowly, as if they were ants in a giant anthill. But looking more closely, one would see that these were not ants, but an undead horde stretching for miles.

Walking slowly among the dead, a blue-haired woman had her aura of the same color spreading through her surroundings, while darkness escaped along with the blue mist from her body.

Behind her followed a ghost-like creature, its head too dark to make out the outline, but a crown clearly positioned on top of its neck.

The blue-haired woman stopped, gesturing with a closed fist to the group.

"Miss?" Asked the ghost who from a distance looked like the leader of this formation of over a thousand corpses, but who was actually number two there.