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Guild Wars

Draco had risen to the top of the world through his exploits in the legendary FIVR game, Boundless. After years of intense conflicts between his guild, Hellscape, and the guild of his former infidel lover, Darkrow, things came to a head when Draco conquered all. Now, nothing stood in his way of total conquest within the highly acclaimed second world of mankind, as he intended to fortify his new empire. Unfortunately, a timely assassination sent him back into the wheel of time for reincarnation, but not even the Gods gave him peace of death. Thrust into the past, Draco realized he'd been given a second chance at life to start from scratch, with all the knowledge of over fifteen years of almost absolute power in Boundless. Now, his path to glory will be far shorter and filled with more bloodshed than Hades could handle. ___________________________________________________________________________ WARNING: If you're the type to be triggered easily, please do not read.

Kotario · Games
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1195 Chs

Unpredicted Outcome

Draco walked forward calmly, flourishing his blades with a flair. His steps were light and his armor made no sound as he moved. His eyes were trained on King's form, or the last place he remembered it to be.

Qiong Qi did not move, only sitting on his haunches as he frowned. Roma summoned her Witch Slaves, who made Aisha and all the nearby Dryads blanch with fear.

For a fae race member, life energy was their core affinity. Towards beings like the Witch Slaves who devoured life energy, it was akin to an ant seeing an anteater.

However, the Witch Slaves milled about aimlessly, looking lost. The same thing happened to Roma, as she had no idea who exactly they were supposed to be fighting.

Even Draco could not see King. The Ultimate Stealth would be broken only when King initiated an attack on a person. Even if Draco hit King, until the Ultima Sunt hit him back, King would forever remain elusive to him.

However, Draco wasn't bothered.