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Avalon Hell Mode of the Universe

A world where overpowered people gather: Maxed Swordsmanship, Teleportation Ability, an Army consisting of ten thousand undead, Own Dimension, Summoning Monsters and even Meteors — Skills seen as Godly on the outside are nothing but a mere skill here. === [The Young Scholar], [Eyes of the Past and Present], [Greatest Pugilist], [Strongest Weapon Master], [Axe of the Weak], [Executioner of Gods], [Slayer of Myths]: to say the least, Isaac Apollyon had many Monikers. But before all of that name, he was more simply known as — the Strongest. But being too strong meant there was no longer a challenge. So, he left the world behind and stepped into a place called Avalon, a place where the battle hungry fight, and the curious journeys! A world the infinite of cosmos gathers, where the existence of God Slaying Weapons are treated no better than a wood cutter’s axe. [Welcome to Avalon, where the strongest gather.] [This is the Hell Mode of your lives] Laughing, Isaac smiled, "Finally, a new challenge." Witness as the strongest once again take the crown! === A Novel with every conceivable power system meet at a single place. A world where everyone is strong, where power rules, and where the MC kills! You like it? Vote and leave a Review!

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'I need to concentrate. Mother once said that our bloodline can summon the power of the Wisternal Moon. It is a power that is envied and fit for the rulers of the world. If I awaken it I will be able to increase my chances of moving to the seco—'

Tak! Tak!

"Hey Valentine, can you answer the door? I want to ask you something. Valentine? Valent—Valval, answer your helper's questions please. Wait, have you not registered my voice? Well, it's me, Isaac. I have a ton of questions that need answers."

In the midst of her concentration, violent knocking echoed across her room. If it was any normal day, or rather if it was the first day of their meeting, Valentine would not mind opening her door and listening to his demands.

She was the kind of person who pursued knowledge. In a way that she hated him for his brutish mannerisms and actions, she acknowledged his deep desire for knowledge. In fact when it came to combat she was nothing in comparison to Isaac.