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Martial Artists, Heroes, Magicians, Divine Species, & Insane Truck-Kun

Alternate Title: Returning As The 1069th Apostle! Synop-sis: "What is this bloody scroll?" Iwan shouted at the red screen that covered his sight. He wouldn't have done so if he wasn't getting tortured at the moment. From being a talentless individual according to the Martial Society's standards to becoming a target of the craziest Sect Leader of one of the three top sects of the Orthodox Faction, Iwan would have never imagined that he would end up going to the mountain of Greek Gods by simply standing on a key. But, that was only the beginning of the twists in his life that were going to unfold one by one. ( Congratulations! ) ( You Have Become The 1069th Apostle Of The One That Illuminates ) 'Congratulations?' ( Two Titles Have Been Acquired After Taking The Oath Of Slavery ) ( Title Unlocked: Apostle Of The Sixth Light! ) ( Title Unlocked: Lower Guest Of Olympus! ) "I only told him my name, and now I am a slave?" ( The Ultimate Weapon Has Been Acquired! ) "My truck's key is my ultimate weapon?" With his new titles and weapon, Iwan will return to Earth which has changed rapidly during the time of his absence. This is the Birth of The Hero. This is the Birth of The Truck-Kun. This is the Birth of The Savior. This is the story of the Warrior Iwan. (Flopped)

The_Fake_God · 奇幻
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280 Chs

Straw Hat Gunzi II

"On the same day, I had a sudden encounter with the Brown Bear. I had decided to abduct him but seeing him suddenly appearing before me out of nowhere caused me to think about the other choices I had." Gunzi said while glancing at Cynthia with a smile.

Seeing the smile on Gunzi's face and knowing how his disciple was, the old demon shook his head and turned toward Cynthia with a sorry look.

"Did he drench you with wastewater before torturing you while hanging you upside down a river stream? Ah, did he also place seven poisonous scorpions on your body?" The old demon asked Cynthia with a confident voice. She just had to nod her head or answer with a simple yes, and the old demon would move to smack his disciple's ass.

That was how ready the old demon looked.

"Grandmaster, Uncle only invited me to a cup of coffee." Cynthia replied with an answer that had once again placed the old demon in a world of twists.