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MMORPG : Rebirth Of The Strongest Guild Master

In 2100 at the turn of the century the first full dive VMMORPG game 'Omega' was released With its breath-taking graphics and possible adventures many players flocked to the game, but it all changed when the fun game currency had equated a real life value ......starting the money rush! Elite players made guilds and continued to rise but those at the bottom could only suffer in silence. Rudra was such a bottom rung player, he had excellent reflex and was a great team leader , however his guild wronged him, his efforts only reaped rewards for his superiors . His father was disappointed in him and his mother died because his family did not have enough money for her treatment. Used as a slave by the guild as a expendable worker class he died one night when his then best friend pushed him from a flight of stairs over an in - game item. Luckily he had experienced rebirth, and was one step ahead of everyone else. Luckily, He had the chance to get back at everyone who wronged him and help everyone who stood by him. In his ‘past life’, he had spent countless nights awake, in grief and anguish. However, although all of this had been washed away, so what…? This life, he was determined to make a fierce counterattack against fate and stand at the very top! Cover not mine found it on Pinterest, DM for removal Discord id :- Raj_shah_7152#3385 discord link :- https://discord.gg/KJtRdwcW94

Raj_Shah_7152 · 游戏
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Hell shaken up

Following furball's blast , although the demon beserker was not dead , his body was smothering from fire and second and third degree burns were visible on his tough dark red demonic skin. 

His right eyebrow was completely reduced to dust and his hair were completely missing from the right side. 

Although the demon had 65% of its HP intact , one fire blast from furball chipped off 35% of his net HP which terrified not only the demon , but the soldiers beneath him too. 

The beast tamer was already too afraid of furball to act and half the townhall that they were desperately protecting was already blown to smithereens. Under such circumstances the demon soldiers who were a cohesive unit uptil this point lost their will to fight as one after another many abandoned their weapons and started to run for their lives.