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Imp to Demon King: A Journey of Conquest

The last privilege tier comes with a 90% discount so make sure to take it to save on thousands of coins for the month. :D ----------------------- "I'm one game away from reaching the master rank! I'll do it tomorrow, though. A true gamer knows when to refresh his mind and increase his victory chances!" Adam smiled in anticipation as he went to sleep on this special day. However, he could never have imagined the surreal awakening that awaited him. "What's wrong with my voice?!"  "Claws? A tail and horns, too?" [Welcome to the demon realm. You have been selected to reincarnate as a Lord. Conquer this realm of fire and ashes, become its uncontested ruler... or die trying.] Reincarnated as an imp in the cruel demon realm, at the borders of the mythological demon Baal's territory, his life seemed doomed from the start. However, determination sparkled in his eyes as against all odds, he defiantly proclaimed. "No matter who decided to make me start as an imp, watch as I turn into a veritable devil. Even Baal won't hold a candle against me in the future!" Equipped with his unique talent, he started his lord's journey, ready to evolve and prove to those strange realms that demons were more than violent and deceptive creatures... at least he would try. ----------------------- Welcome everyone! This is my second book and my WPC entry. I hope you'll enjoy the journey. You can expect a mix of gods/demons from almost every pantheon and mythological figures like Heracles, Wu Kong, Muramasa and many others! Please do check out my first book if you enjoy fantasy stories. :)

Adamus_Auguste · 奇幻
分數不夠
210 Chs

A Bitter Victory

An icy shiver ran down his spine, and his pale lips twitched.

Victory could turn into a tragedy at any moment if he didn't stop the two mythical figures. Their duel had no meaning since he had defeated the opposing army. He also held the King of Heroes' life between his fingers, making further deaths a loss for him.

He gritted his teeth as he watched his demonic army. Like butchers slaughtering powerless lambs, they reaped the human soldier's lives one after another.

His eyes darted between the town and Karna's battlefield, a deep furrow creasing his brows.

Before deciding, he grunted as he unstrapped his riddled-with-arrow breastplate and observed his state now that adrenaline didn't numb the pain anymore.