Letters to Romeo. - Chapter 263 - Exhausting Vial Of Liquid

Mysterious gates appeared all around the world a few decades ago. Beings emerged from the gates and brought disaster upon humanity. Humanity called them Demon Spirits. It wasn’t until the advent of Demon Suits and Demon Suiters that humans stood a fighting chance.For some perplexing reason, the world’s number one Demon Suiter, Li “God” Xiu abandons his identity to start over again as a newbie trial-taker. He enters the gates to participate in all sorts of trials, in a bid to seek out the reason that enticed his best friend into becoming a trial-taker.These trials weren't the run-of-the-mill dungeons, ranging from game sports (soccer, basketball, baseball, etc) to athletics. Just as fortune favors the brave, what would Li Xiu obtain on his quest?“Are you telling me he’s a greenhorn?” the other trial-takers frustratingly ask while watching Li Xiu's feats that prove why he's the number one Demon Suiter.

A handsome man was hit and lost his memory for dangerous driving and saved by Lin Xiaomi. Since the day, the man just hung on in her house and refused to clear out. Also, from that day on, the only goal of Lin Xiaomi was to dislodge him!

The first person that Leng Yihuang saw after losing memory was Lin Xiaomi, who was a full-breasted beauty simple like an innocent child. She fascinated Leng Yihuang like a magnet. Since the day they met, his only thought was to f*ck her!

Of course, the winner is king, the loser needed to warm the bed… But after the night, the bastard just disappeared. Lin Xiaomi swore to God that she would hunt down that as*hole no matter where he was.

But when a bunch of guards with guns showed up and called Lin Xiaomi “Your Ladyship”, she was struck dumb with fear and astonishment. The man who walked out of a Rolls-Royce was just Leng Yihuang, who turned out to be the heir of a big shot…

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A half-orc with a hulking body filled with perfect muscles and a handsome face stands carrying a great axe over one shoulder.

His neon blue eyes watching the void, waiting for those that would threaten his world.

Huge creatures with monstrous figures, beasts of the abyss, here to kill the orc.

Their angered shrieks and pained screams filled the air.

The corpses of these monsters surround his body, forming his throne of dread.

His long tail smashed down, turning them into pulp while using his brutal axe with powerful chops, cleaving them into pieces.

“This world shall become ours; you cannot stop our legion! Orc!” a distorted and evil voice sounded.

“WATCH ME!” Shouted the orc, filled with confidence and pride.

In defiance, a purple mist shrouded him as he transformed into a monster himself, with long gryphon wings and sharp horns from his head—a hulking muscular body and legs filled with thick scales and black hooves.

Bang!

The orc stepped forward, his heart burning with passion and desire as he bellowed with a demonic and distorted voice.

“I am the Sovereign of Dread, foul Daemons. This is MY world! Return to your wasteland to rot, or DIE!”

He was a manticore, the only male manticore ever to exist.

He fights not for power.

Not for glory!

Alistair “Raven” Granbell fights only for his beloved women and because he LOVES to fight the strong and crush them under his axe Mor'vaal and prove he deserves his Dread Sovereign title.

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Only thanks to his dual cultivation technique, “The Twelves Gates of Bliss”, could he attain those heights.

Because in the distant past, he was merely an above-average half-orc, thanks to his cultivation technique and lucky encounter. He suddenly stepped on the path to becoming a powerful Chimaera after receiving a special reward in his first dungeon.

However, dual cultivation with monster girls could only improve his new reward. He could only advance so far with combat alone!

The planet Almos I entered a stage of development 400 years ago when strange monoliths appeared.

Unknown races and mystical beings emerged from inside, bringing the magical existence known as [Mana] and [Magic] with them.

Over countless years various races and humanity melded together after generations of war and chaos; now, you could find goblins serving as accountants and orcs working as policemen.

With the dawn of rapid progress, they created an occupation for those seeking to explore these monoliths.

[Adventurers]

Adventurers would delve deep into the mysterious monoliths, which were given new names to match the Adventurers.

They were called [Dungeons] due to their nature being identical to those found in the home worlds of the races that transferred to Almos I.

It was a mystical world of Magic and modern technology coming to life!

Alistair Granbell, a half-orc born to a beautiful orc mother and human father, led a dull but stable life, working as a salesman to support his beloved through college.

However, deep down, his heart always wanted more; he desired to become more.

The trigger was a stupid fight with his beloved girlfriend as he decided to throw away his old way of life and chose instead to pursue a life as an adventurer.

He would take the name Raven to honour his late mother and father, stepping on the road to becoming an unstoppable and feared existence for his enemies.

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