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Dance with the Nightingale

The Nightingale. The beauty and the taboo existing together. Unattainable and unacceptable. An existence only to be admired from afar. A hero of legends but a also a girl of tragedy. Shining like a star in the sky, all alone, forever… -But that’s too sad isn’t it? * Our MC, an ordinary middle aged man, is an author that wrote books and after pouring 2 years of hard work in a book, his hardwork finally bore fruit as his book got the second prize in the regional awards. A fruit that he couldn't eat. Why? Because he along with hard work, he also poured his piss somewhere he shouldn't and died. Exactly how? Read the prologue, and you will find out~ But of course, that's only the start, as the next time he woke up... He was in another world. Follow the guy as he turns from a middle aged author to a Young Master in a magical world. *** Hey guys author here… It’s my first novel, but I will try to make this good. Good luck me. Vote this book with power stones, it really helps with your support. Before giving up please read Prologue and 1st 10 chapters. Also I have set up prologue to be a bit funny and ridiculous, so, don't mind next chapter won't be like that. My discord server link: https://discord.gg/8dvVYW8QUn P.S.: I don't own the cover art, whoever does can take credit for it.

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Chapter 110: Ray Vs Varkain IV

"Let's go."

With a simple remark, I started running, with a series of [Acceleration] circles appearing in front of me, I ran close to the ground, with the Abyssal Wraith in tow.

With the [Lore of Elements], winds naturally assisted me, pushing me to go faster and faster with each step. Pairing that with the [Acceleration] circles, resulted in me crossing the kilometers separating us in seconds, with my each step being accompanied by a sonic boom.

Being stealthy was useless against the demon, anyways.

So, using the goliath's thigh as a foothold I jumped, "VARKAIN!!", screaming my lungs out while gathering the holy and fire element in my sword.

The demon who was busy responding to all the attacks dished out by the Sentinel and Fostoria, belatedly raised his hand to block my sword, thinking that a single spell won't change my strength by much.