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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
分數不夠
280 Chs

The power of the Blood Princess

Iwan's simple actions were like a show of greatness in the eyes of others.

"How cool." Even Gunzi couldn't help but comment on Iwan.

Cynthia smiled as she also wanted to fight Iwan for real. She, who had unknowingly trapped herself in Iwan's palm without even realizing it, couldn't have been happier.

What had changed till now? Just one 'Punchi' had completely flipped her thoughts regarding Iwan.

'She is acting like a different person.' Iwan who was staring at Cynthia's cute smile couldn't help but feel greatly disturbed. His worries were newfound and as they rose from the bottom of his heart, he was left confused.

'What is wrong with her? I thought she would march at me like a raging bull, but she is smiling at me.' Iwan mumbled and finally stopped with the horse stance.

His legs were slightly quivering as standing in the horse stance under forty-five times gravity was simply demonic torture that only a mad person would inflict on himself.