Felix Maxwell was destined to be a loser, born on one of the weakest races and on the least favorable of situations, he was forced to face adversity head-on as he traveled across the vast universe where dangers laid in every corner, one day traveling in hopes of riches he stumbled upon a ruin where a supreme being laid imprisoned, in a stroke of bad luck the being laid its eyes on him and tried to take over his body, forcing itself upon him. But fate hadn't given up on him! He woke up in his younger body, 20 years in the past with the fallen being trapped in his soul. In his past life he had been a loser, giving up on things mid-way and never striving for greatness, he was a side character who made the strong shine even brighter, but not on this life. He swore to himself he would strive for glory, he would take advantage of his knowledge and emerge as a supreme being! ...... Novel Discord: https://discord.gg/FTfXXYHnFT This is my Patreon, everyone is welcomed to drop by! https://www.patreon.com/MidGard_Author
"Keep Shielding him up!' Felix commanded while sparing some of his blood to create a protective barrier on Plix.
It managed to block some of the attacks going through their formation as it was nearly impossible to predict Demeter's attacks.
A small sandstorm grew into a violent storm of rocks, smashing against barriers.
Just when it died out, a sinkhole appeared with a massive outstretched hand coming out of it, attempting to pull down Plix.
They also managed to stop it, but these were mere examples of the neverending barrage of unexpected attacks.
Hell, some mercenaries had already perished, leaving behind them agonizing screams, which made the rest more nervous than ever.
Who could blame them? They had no idea how they perished.
'It will be easier without the darkness curse, but if it wasn't for it, Eris and Uranus would have already appeared here.' Lord Marduk remarked with a solemn tone as he listened to the ongoing chaos.