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Headed by a Snake

I woke up in this world with a System and a sword. Without hesitation, I chose to complete the princess’ quest with my weapons: Arrogance. Cunning. Pride. I will lead guild Sol Invictus. Denizens of the 7 hells, respect me. Servants of the 11 heavens, know fear. Guild Invictus, know the suffering of training so you can wrest victory from the jaws of those who dare doubt you. This is a story about a snake named Tycondrius waking up in a fantasy world of swords and sorcery. There is action, violence, unapologetic murder, and arrogant displays of power. There is an emphasis on combat growth as well as psychological growth on more than a few members of Guild Invictus. There is camaraderie and also the inevitable comedic dialogue amongst manly men. There are even elements of romance and Tycon running away from terrifying, powerful women. (Did you know most female snakes eat their partners after mating?) Give this book a read. I hope some of these stories can inspire you to fight your battles with analytical intelligence, heroic courage, and ruthless lethality. Work is completed as of 9May2024. There's also a few side-stories written in Chapter 1151! The Author is working on a new story called 'I Wish You Were Never Reborn.' After four or so years of writing, my skills have much improved. Highly recommend. Here is my discord: https://discord.gg/NNbAj7N Constructive criticism and corrections welcome. Other Authors extra-welcome. You can find a list of characters at https://snek.fandom.com/wiki/Character_List Cover image credit: Johnabrash at Fiverr

CouchSurfingDragon · 奇幻
分數不夠
1152 Chs

This Is Invictus

⟬ Less than 45 bells remaining... ⟭ 

In theory, the hellborne did not need much training to be an effective fighting unit. 

Though, the term 'effective' was debatable by his usual standards. 

Of course, Tycondrius would have appreciated a few weeks of training. Imparting fighting formations and specific tactics designed for use on the natives would sharpen the sword that was Infernus Invictus. 

But as long as he had the overwhelming numbers that the Eternal Battlefield had to offer, he was confident in taking near any objective in the Plane of Fire. 

Unfortunately...

His hellborne-gathering strategy was not working as quickly as he would have liked. 

With some assistance from another member of the Hero's party, he hoped his issues could be resolved. 

But... how? 

A tearful, purple-haired High Oracle shared his company at an improvised tea table, on a cliff high above a similarly-improvised dueling arena.