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Rebirth Of The Supreme One

[Give the first 5 chapters a shot, at the very least, before you decide to put it down!] OP Skills: You bet, Harem: 100% OP MC: Definitely, OP Subordinates: Dark and Deadly ------------------------- "Dragons, Succubus, Demons, Angels, undeads, ain't get nothing on me" "I am the Supreme One" ------------------------- Rasoul and Clay are beings from completely different worlds. They lived a different life, made different choices, and loved different people. They did not know of each other's existence, but when the universe is plunged into chaos, their separate lives intertwined and together they will rise to the pinnacle of strength in other to save the universe. With diverse monstrous subordinates and a rude system aiding him, they will travel across the universe and battle dangerous races while having fun at the same time. ------------------------------------ 2 chapters/day 50 power stones for 1 bonus chapter. 100 power stones for 2 bonus chapters. 150 power stones for 4 bonus chapters. ------------------------------------ Each new episode surpasses the one before, so keep on reading. ------------------------------------ Word Count: 1700+ Chapters: 1500+

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Royal Rumble (2)

As Rasoul crashed hard onto the ground, a thunderous cheer erupted from the audience. Eager for Rasoul's demise, they reveled in his apparent defeat.

"Today is the day you learn that we Demi-Humans are no pushovers," declared a burly demi-human with the face of a lion and the body of a human as he approached Rasoul's motionless form.

Unimpeded, the bulky demi-human strode towards Rasoul's defenseless body on the ground. No one dared to obstruct his path or attempt to strike the final blow against Rasoul, primarily due to the intimidating aura emanating from the imposing figure.

As a Peak Great Sage, the bulky demi-human commanded immense power, and no one in their right mind dared to challenge such a formidable force. Many combatants ceased their fighting and turned their attention to the impending spectacle. Drawing his longsword, the bulky figure stood over Rasoul's prone form, poised to deliver the final blow.