"They say that no man is an island, but an island can be conquered by man." Grant Maximilian, a wealthy man who owned the wealthiest corporate giant in the present world had died. And as he thought it was the end, he had woken up in a small run-down mansion, waking up from a fever, surrounded by maids. He had been reborn, however his name remained the same. As the heir to the doomed-land of Hellsburg, he will now begin to create his kingdom from scratch. [ Hello there! I'll be now update this novel st least twice a week due to my other book "Daily Life Of A Third Wheeler". Check it out as well! Thank you!]
——As the battle in the northern gate of Hellsburg ensued, the blazing fire of chaos slowly scattered.
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A conversation between the two opposing parties had never happened, as they were nothing but mindless monsters, skipping bases and into a clashing of steel and teeth alike.
Nobody had let their guard down, looking left and right to cover each other's blind spots due to the increasing number of the monsters Lilith, Mina, and the others had faced.
The Lous Twins faced off with Abbadon who wielded an extreme affinity with Dark Flames, throwing ranged attacks everywhere as one minimalizes the damage he causes to the surroundings, and the other directly fought him head-on.
On the other hand, Mina was forced to intercept Ophelia who plunged into the battle herself, growing out black sharp nails from her fingers, clad in poison.