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Endless Horde: Through the Eyes of a Godking

Prime Earth faced a horrible cataclysm several hundred years ago and has now turned into a hub of Demons. Humans who once lived peacefully in this world couldn't do anything aside from trying their best to survive. Now, the only territory they had was a single continent out of the many out there, and it was the smallest one too. Faced with a severe threat to their lives, the world did its best to give humans a chance. Since then, the Human Society changed its standards and power became the most important possession one could ever have. Cedric, an unfortunate man who dealt with bad cards, lives his life as a convict of the Risk Management Center, drowning in his sorrows and bitterly clinging to his worthless life. That's until he was met with a life-changing opportunity that changed the way he viewed this world...literally. Follow him as he uncovers the hidden and unspoken truths about the world he lives in while he fights for survival...through the Eyes of a Godking. *** Hello! Here's another work from yours truly! Thank you for checking it out. Disclaimers: 1. Got the cover frrom pinterest, it's not mine, just edited it out. 2. There will be some errors here and there since I'm still working on my skills, I'll try to minimize them as much as I can, though. 3. I'm pushing for steady updates of 1 ch/day. I'll try to release more but please don't expect it since I have other priorities as well. Ps. I still haven't decided if this is going to be a Harem or not. The story is still in development, after all. But I will update this once I've decided. That's all, Peace!

Hateful_Fellow · 奇幻
分數不夠
488 Chs

Capra Demon

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Imps...short and stocky demons.

 

They have pitch-black and cracked skin with glowing red eyes. They used pitchforks as weapons and had tiny bat wings. They are small, most of them barely even reach a foot tall, the tallest being 3-foot maximum.

 

On their own, they are weak. Even a Tier 3 could defeat a single imp on their own. But see, Imps never travel alone. They hunt in packs, like wolves. A pack of Imps is a dozen. A few walk above ground to serve as bait while the rest either fly up or burrow underground to ambush unsuspecting victims.

 

The Squad #1 braced for impact. They are about to encounter their first fight outside of the walls. Through Cedric's orders, they waited for them to come.

 

Swoosh!

 

A two-foot-tall Imp running towards them suddenly threw its pitchfork at them. In response, a squad member stepped forward and raised his shield to catch the attack.