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Avalon Hell Mode of the Universe

A world where overpowered people gather: Maxed Swordsmanship, Teleportation Ability, an Army consisting of ten thousand undead, Own Dimension, Summoning Monsters and even Meteors — Skills seen as Godly on the outside are nothing but a mere skill here. === [The Young Scholar], [Eyes of the Past and Present], [Greatest Pugilist], [Strongest Weapon Master], [Axe of the Weak], [Executioner of Gods], [Slayer of Myths]: to say the least, Isaac Apollyon had many Monikers. But before all of that name, he was more simply known as — the Strongest. But being too strong meant there was no longer a challenge. So, he left the world behind and stepped into a place called Avalon, a place where the battle hungry fight, and the curious journeys! A world the infinite of cosmos gathers, where the existence of God Slaying Weapons are treated no better than a wood cutter’s axe. [Welcome to Avalon, where the strongest gather.] [This is the Hell Mode of your lives] Laughing, Isaac smiled, "Finally, a new challenge." Witness as the strongest once again take the crown! === A Novel with every conceivable power system meet at a single place. A world where everyone is strong, where power rules, and where the MC kills! You like it? Vote and leave a Review!

Jad_Eres · Fantasy
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131 Chs

Preparation

"Aaaahhh~ that hits the spot." Dyndel soaked his entire body into the hot water of the spring. A wide smile carved on his face.

In an open spring bathhouse few men gathered at a single place. Many like him had faces of pure bliss. After a long day of work, to experience the water of the bathhouse was heaven, "I see, so this is the Heaven the Brood Mother promised."

"That smile makes me want to stay out of the water."

A voice entered Dyndel's ears. Two men entered with cloth hanging on their waists, "Isaac, it's you and you brought your friend with you."

"Yeah, his name's Vandel. He wanted to take a bath so I brought him with me." he said as he went ahead and filled the basin with water to wash his body.

"Ah, Brother Isaac, do you need my help?" quickly, Vandal asked, seeing how Isaac needed a hand.

"No need, I can take care of myself."

Vandal was still worried even when he saw Isaac doing everything perfectly.