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RED: Swordsman in the Apocalypse

In a post-apocalyptic Earth, devastated by an invasion of Elder Gods through Dimensional Rifts seventy years ago, humanity is on the brink of extinction. The invasion caused massive land shifts, destroying continents and contaminating the atmosphere with radiation and pestilence. Survivors now live in domed cities called Fortresses, protected from the horrors outside. To fight back, humans developed the Knight Program, harnessing a mysterious energy source that emerged during the First Invasion. This program produces super-powered soldiers, known as Knights, who are humanity's last hope against the Elder Gods. *** .Enter Huey Blade, the last heir of a ruined sword family and a returnee swordsman in a post-apocalyptic Earth. Insensitive, narcissistic, and possibly sociopathic, Huey was transmigrated to a world of Red and Decay, struggling every second to survive. After decades, Huey finally returns home, only to find Earth devastated and his family long gone. Now, as a not-so-human swordsman, he must navigate this fallen world, as a Swordsman in the apocalypse, and humanity's public enemy number two! ... "What?! No call of duty?!" ... Other name: Returnee Swordsman in the Apocalypse ––STONE GOALS–– 50 Golden Tickets = One extra chapter 100 power stones = One Extra Chapter 100 Golden Tickets = Two Extra Chapters 200 power stones = Two Extra Chapters ––STONE GOALS–– NOTE, 50 Golden tickets are also equivalent to 100 powerstones. but if there's 50 tickets, and 100 powerstones at the same time, then there'll be two extra chapters regardless to keep up with the goal. So for every 50 tickets or 100 powerstones, there'll be one extra chapter. For now. this may be revised later in the future as things progress.

DBM_Novelist_ · 都市
分數不夠
151 Chs

Chapter 111: Man Made [5]

Debris rained from the collapsing ceiling after Huey's attack.

His lone finger softly descend to the ground and Huey stood alone amongst the desolation that spread.

There was a twisted grin on his face, and his sword was unsheathed next to him.

The ominous black sword exuded a regal authority of contrasting chaos into the air around it. Dull red veins snaked around the long, and flat blade, previously pulsing with life and power a second ago.

Now those veins lay dormant. Their dark red details, marking the otherwise inky black blade, and further accentuating the sense of feral oppression it emitted.

There was nothing left after Huey's attack.

The dozens of tendrils from the abomination had simply been erased the moment he decided to execute a form.

Many could tend to forget when they interacted with him, but Huey was in fact still a master sowrdsman, who spent over a hundred years developing a style and mutating it to fit his form.