Khan belongs to the Broken Tusk tribe, and is the third son of the chief Bhakar. Khan always tried to make himself stand out, but he knew he would never be as strong as his eldest brother Bhal, or as smart as his second brother Braukr. 

In an attempt to stand out he joined a war party against a rival tribe, The pale ones. While on the battlefield Khan freezes in fear and he notices all around him are the corpses and bodies of people he knew from his tribe and from the pale ones. He hears the screams, cries, and pleas of the wounded begging for death. While he isn't paying attention a pale one tribe member hits Khan and knocks him unconscious. 

The next thing Khan knows he is being sold to a area as a slave fighter. So begins the epic of Khan.

Dengan gerakan slow motion, aku mendorong lembut tubuh Tiara dari tubuhku. Beberapa saat mataku lekat memandang wajahnya yang tersenyum manis menggemaskan.
"Kok kamu tahu, aku Bangla? Siapa yang ngasih bocoran?" tanyaku dengan bisikkan mendesah akibat rongga dadaku yang sesak dipenuhi rasa heran.
"Ada deh!" Tiara menjawab seraya menunduk.
Kedua bola matanya menatap seksama bagian tubuhku depan pangkal paha di bawah pusar. Tempat bersemayamnya benda sakti yang dulu mendapat julukan 'Bangla'.
Cukup lama Tiara memfokuskan tatapannya di sana. Setelah puas, dia kembali menatap wajahku dengan tatapan yang sangat nanar dan sayu. Aku bahkan belum sanggup menterjemahkan tatapannya yang sangat menggoda itu.
Mata sayu dan nanar itu kini menyapu sekujur tubuhku dengan sangat intens dan mendalam. Bergerak pelan mulai dari ujung sepatu Kicker-ku hingga ujung rambutku.
Jantungku masih berdegup tak normal. Sebait tanya tersisa di dada. Mengapa setelah sekian lama julukan itu menghilang, kini ada lagi yang memanggilku dengan sebutan itu. Julukan yang sedikit sakral sekaligus tabu. Bahkan aku sudah meminta dengan hormat pada semua sahabat terdekatku untuk menghapusnya dari memori mereka.
Dan lebih mengejutkan lagi, ketika seorang Tiara yang membangkitkan kembali julukan ajaib itu. Sedangkan aku dan dia saling mengenal hanya sebatas teman biasa. Setiap bertemu hanya sekedar 'say halo.' Pernah bicara basa-basi berdua, itupun tak lebih dari beberapa patah kata saja.
Kalau pun dulu, aku punya kesempatan ngobrol panjang lebar berduaan dengannya, sudah dipastikan tak mungkin membahas 'Bangla'. Kecuali dia sudah pernah bertemu langsung dengannya.
Sejak kapan dia dapat bocoran gila itu? Dan siapa bedebah yang telah membocorkannya. Memalukan!
'Bangla' merupakan panggilan rahasia untukku. Hanya teman yang benar-benar akrab dan dekat yang diizinkan memanggilku demikian. Itu pun ketika keadaan sepi. Itu julukan pujian namun juga bisa dianggap sebagai ejekan.
Bangla diambil dari kata Bangladesh. Nama sebuah negara di Asia Selatan yang berbatasan dengan India di barat, utara, dan timur, Myanmar di tenggara, serta Teluk Benggala di selatan. Bangladesh secara harfiah bermakna "Negara Bangla". Ibu kota dan kota terbesar di Bangladesh ialah Dhaka
Beberapa temanku menjuluki demikian karena junior di balik celanaku, memiliki ukuran yang lebih besar dan lebih panjang dibanding mereka yang sebaya denganku. Ditambah dengan bulu-bulu yang tumbuh subur di kaki, paha, perut hingga dadaku.
Berdasarkan ciri-ciri fisik itu, aku sempat dikira memiliki garis keturunan bangsa Bangladesh atau India. Walau wajahku sama sekali tidak memiliki nuansa warga keturunan negara-negara tersebut.
Paras wajahku lebih mirip Rezky Aditya artis sinetron Indonesia, dibanding dengan Shahrul Khan atau pemain-pemain film bollywood lainnya. Kulit wajahku cenderung putih cerah dan bulu-bulu halus yang tumbuh subur di kaki, dada hingga perutku tidak selebat bulu-bulu lelaki India atau Bangladesh.
"Kamu dari mana dan mau kemana, Tiar?" Aku bertanya mengalihkan fokus pandangan dan pikiran nakalnya pada si Bangla.
"Aku mau pulang. Baru selesai manggung." Senyuman Tiara makin genit dan menggoda. Suaranya pun terdengar sedikit merdu, mendesah dan berirama.
"Manggung?" Aku kembali tersentak, "manggung apaan?" tanya kemudian dengan dahi berkerut dan kedua alis saling mendekat.
"Biasalah manggung dangdut. Musik rakyat jelata. Mengais receh untuk mencukupi kebutuhan sehari-hari. Agar dapurku tetap ngebul, kalau pun nanti ada sisanya terpaksa aku tabungkan, siapa tahu bisa untuk mencicil Ferrari, hehehe." Tiara menjawab manja dalam canda yang sedikit mengena.
"Kamu jadi penyanyi dangdut?" tanyaku setengah sadar.
Tiara mengangguk, wajahnya lurus menatapku dan kedua tangannya memegangi kedua lenganku dengan sangat lembut dan manja. Posisi yang seketika menyeret memoriku pada kenangan masa lalu yang telah silam.
Sebenarnya aku tak perlu bertanya tentang profesinya. Dari pakaian dan dandanannya pun dia sudah terlihat dangdut banget.
Yang jadi pertanyaan, sejak kapan dia menjadi artis dangdut? Kemana pakaian syar'i dan kerudung besarnya yang dulu selalu menutupi sekujur tubuhnya?
Beberapa tahun yang lalu, aku mengenal dia masih sebagai gadis yang sangat cantik, imut, pemalu, pendiam dan auratnya tertutup sempurna. Dia seorang ukhti yang sangat shalihah dipandang dari sudut gaya berdandan dan kepribadiannya.
Mengapa kini berbalik 108 derajat?
"Sejak kapan kamu jadi artis dangdut?" tanyaku ragu-ragu. Sejujurnya aku takut menyinggung perasaanya. 
Mungkinkah Tiara sedang bercanda? Untuk urusan aurat, tak mungkin dia sebercanda ini.
"Hmmm belum lama sih, mungkin sudah setengah tahunan kali ya." Tiara pun ragu-ragu. "masih sebatas hobi dan iseng aja. Daripada bengong sendirian di rumah." lanjutnya seraya menyandarkan pantatnya pada motorku yang jadi saksi bisu pertemuan kembali aku dan wanita syar'i yang kini telah menjelma menjadi artis dangdut yang sangat seksi.
"Bukannya artis dangdut biasanya pulang tengah malam?" selidikku.
"Harusnya begitu. Tapi, aku minta izin pulang lebih dulu. Soalnya dari tadi siang udah ngerasa gak nyaman di atas panggung. Penontonnya rada-rada rese gimana gitu."
"Hmmm."
"Ya, aku yakin, nanti malam pasti lebih rese tak terkontrol. Siang bolong aja udah rese dikendalikan alkohol. Aku tidak terlalu suka dengan lelaki pemabuk, makanya setengah hari aja, hehehe." Tiara menjelaskan panjang lebar.
"Bukannya kalau yang jogetnya mabuk berat makin asik. Kan dia hilang kontrol, lupa diri dan mudah menghambur-hamburkan uang recehnya untuk nyawer, hehehe." Aku terkekeh malu hati. Teringat segala kekonyolan dan kebodohan yang dulu sering aku lakukan.
"Gak semua begitu. Malah lebih banyak yang rese saat mabuk berat. Terkadang mereka ngotot minta uang sawera, kan brengsek. Namanya juga dalam pengaruh alkohol, mereka berasa paling berkuasa dan dunia miliknya, hehehe."
"Oh gitu," balasku kembali terkekeh.
Khusus yang satu ini, aku tak pernah konyol. Walau setiap berjoget di atas panggung, hampir dipastikan ada dalam pengaruh minuman keras. Namun tidak pernah sampai rese parah.
Mungkin karena sudah mengenal dan terbiasa dengan minuman beralkohol sejak kecil, hingga tidak pernah ada pemikiran meminum minuman keras untuk sekedar pamer atau dianggap hebat jika sampai mabok.
Di atas panggung aku malah jadi idola para penyanyi. Selain wajahku yang ehem-ehem dan tidak pernah rese aku pun sangat royal saat menerbangkan lembaran uang saweran. Mereka bahkan menjulukiku 'Abang Sawer Ganteng'
Sebenarnya aku tidak terlalu banyak mengenal Tiara. Kami beda sekolah dan beda kampung. Walau masih dalam satu desa. Kami saling mengenal hanya sebatas tahu nama dan wajah. Itupun karena saat pergi dan pulang sekolah sering kebetulan naik angkutan umum yang sama.
Aku tak pernah menduga bisa bertemu kembali dalam situasi seperti saat ini. 
Dia telah menjadi orang yang benar-benar berbeda. Seorang ukhti shalihah yang berani memakai pakaian kekurangan bahan, terbuka di sana-sini.
Mengejutkan, menakjubkan juga sedikit membuat bulu romaku berdiri. Ada apa dengan Tiara? Tragedi kehidupan model apa yang telah menimpanya hingga bisa mengubah dirinya sedrastis ini.
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KHUSUS DEWASA
Ketika mertua menanamkan benih cinta pada sang menantu dan menimbulkan dendam kebencian ketika ditolaknya, maka apa yang akan terjadi?

Hai my lovely reader. 
Mohon bersabar ya, Bunda Sonianya sedang revisi abis-abisan. maksudnya diedit karena terlalu banyak typo. Maklum total episode sampai 125 jadi agak banyak banget editnya. 

kenapa harus diedit? 
supaya para reader makin enak dan nyaman bacanya. 

Sambil menunggu Bunda Sonia beraksi, silahkan yang belom baca ikuti keseruan si Bangla dalam "Terjerat Hasrat Mertua" 
awas jangan bapper dan horny  mendadak ya. 

ciyus Jang lupa bagi juga Power Stone-nya buat si Bangla

KHUSUS DEWASA (21+)
Terpaksa jadi Gigolo di usia muda karena ayah yang tak bisa dijadikan panutan

Los Tanques de la primera línea formaron una defensa rígida e impenetrable mientras los jugadores de rango detrás de ellos comenzaron a usar sus habilidades AdA en los monstruos que estaban agrupados al frente.
Zhang Yang usó un <Barrido Horizontal> e hizo más de 3200 de daño a todos los monstruos en un semicírculo enfrente de él. Después con un fuerte pisotón usó <Fragor del Trueno> haciendo otros 444 de daño.
¡Bam!
<Onda Expansiva> y otros 444 de daño.
En esa situación caótica las habilidades y ataques sólo podían usarse por instinto, no es anticipación a las acciones del enemigo. Como Tanque, él debía mantener su posición firme, sin moverse. Necesitaba asegurarse que ningún monstruo pase por él y amenace a los que estaban detrás. El número de monstruos era como un tsunami en el océano. Ninguno sabía exactamente cuántos monstruos estaban detrás de la primera línea. ¿Cuánto podía soportar un sólo Tanque? Sólo un batallón de Tanques podía resistir.
Aunque los monstruos alrededor de Solitario Humo del Desierto e Ira Carmesí eran bloqueados, no todos los jugadores eran tan fuertes como ellos. En otros lugares del campo de batalla, los monstruos ya habían penetrado la línea de defensa de jugadores, enfrentándose al ejército NPC.
El sonido de la guerra se escuchaba en todo el campo, los sonidos del metal golpeando metal. Este era un gran comienzo para la guerra a gran escala en "El Milagro de Dios".
Con el Hacha Diente de Dragón Amarillo/Oro nivel 50, todo su cuerpo cubierto de equipamiento Gris/Plata y una habilidad pasiva de 50% de defensa, incluso como Tanque, el daño que hacía Zhang Yang era devastador. Especialmente devastador, especialmente cuando usaba <Barrido Horizontal> podía fácilmente hacer 3200 o más de daño y 6400 o más si era un golpe crítico. Si tenía un golpe de suerte el daño iría hasta más de 9600. Era suficiente para darle un infarto a cualquiera que presencie su poder.
¿Es ese maldito realmente un Guardián?
Los Tanques, independientemente de su clase, tenían un AdA único para ellos. Un Guardián tenía <Fragor del Trueno> mientras un defensor tenía <Devoción>. Los Defensores también tenían <Escudo Filoso> que se disparaba sólo cuando uno era atacado. Zhang Yang era único entre los Tanques, ya que además de <Fragor del Trueno> también tenía <Barrido Horizontal> y <Onda Expansiva>
En una pelea como esta, con los Tanques en primera línea y tantos ataques, su ira se recargaría sin límite y podían sencillamente usar todas sus habilidades una vez que termine el tiempo de recuperación. Sólo con <Barrido Horizontal>, Zhang Yang ya estaba a nivel de los Hechiceros y Cazadores con respecto al daño. Agregando <Fragor de Trueno> y <Onda Expansiva> a la ecuación Zhang Yang excedía sus ataques y se convertía en el más fuerte de todo el campo. Obviamente estaba en primer lugar en la lista de contribución y sobrepasaba por lejos al segundo en la lista.
Los puntos de contribución se medían en ataques hechos y cantidad de curación. Para balancear la medida de la contribución, los Tanques tenían un sistema adicional que multiplicaría el daño hecho por cierta cantidad para compensar el bajo daño de los tanques.
Sin embargo, Zhang Yang no era para nada como los Tanques que hacían poco daño. Su poder de daño era como el de un helicóptero apache.
¡Boom, boom! ¡Bam, bam!
Él podía hacer llover un infierno cuando menos lo esperaban, ¿cómo tener pocos puntos de contribución?
Los dos Tanques junto a Zhang Yang estaban aburridos porque los monstruos que se les acercaban sólo atacaban a Zhang Yang. Sus roles bajaron un poco y lo único que tenían que hacer era asegurarse que la línea se mantenga impenetrable para los monstruos. Sólo tenían que asegurarse de que Zhang Yang no esté rodeado y matar a otros enemigos que puedan llegar a romper la línea, poniendo a los Hechiceros y Sanadores en peligro.
Las Apariciones Guardias tenían un ataque básico de alrededor de 1000, cuando atacaban a Zhang Yang él sólo recibía un poco más de 20 de daño después de deducir el valor de su defensa, 20% de reducción de daño, y el equipamiento tenía 450 de absorción de daño. Sólo 10 monstruos podían atacar a Zhang Yang al mismo tiempo, esos ataques eran como cosquillas para Zhang Yang.
Cuando el Aparición Asesina apareció, Zhang Yang se concentró para pelear en serio. A pesar de que el número de élites no era alto, cuando uno de ellos atacó a Zhang Yang, él recibió más de 800 de daño en un golpe. Han Ying Xue rápidamente usó <Regeneración> y siguió con lo que estaba haciendo.
Otros no eran tan fuertes como Zhang Yang con la súper Sanadora Han Ying Xue apoyándolos, cuando la batalla empezó no hace mucho, muchos Tanques de primera línea habían caído y permitieron a varios monstruos entrar a la multitud de jugadores. Esa era la oportunidad para dejar que otros, como Berserkers, Bandidos, Templarios y otros jugadores melee tengan su oportunidad de brillar. Todos corrieron hacia los monstruos y los mataron a todos. Incluso sin un Tanque para mantener el aggro de los monstruos, una hermosa mujer automáticamente atraería a un hombre, y los buenos monstruos atraen a los jugadores a atacar. Élite o no, esta Aparición Asesina tenía 100.000 HP, pero aun así fue aniquilada por 10 jugadores en unos diez segundos. Los monstruos no podían matar a ningún jugador.
El ejército de NPCs no estaban parados sin hacer nada mientras Zhang Yang y el resto de los Tanques peleaban con todas sus fuerzas. Los monstruos que estaban tacando en el frente no podían disparar la atención del ejército NPC detrás de la línea de defensa, pero una vez que un monstruo haya roto las líneas y amenazado a los jugadores de rango, el ejército NPC iniciaría los ataques a los monstruos ayudando a los jugadores.
Los monstruos seguían apareciendo sin parar, cuando mataban a un montón, aparecía otro para tomar su lugar. El ciclo se repetiría sin fin. Afortunadamente, la cantidad de puntos de experiencia que daban los monstruos era tanta que muchas luces doradas envolvían a los jugadores que subían de nivel. Los jugadores de niveles 20 o 30 que entraron a la batalla realmente se llevarían un regalo.
Los monstruos daban preciosa experiencia, y también dejaban equipamiento. A pesar de que el porcentaje, de 10%, era bastante bajo, la cantidad de monstruos compensaba eso, el suelo estaba lleno de equipamiento Negro/Acero y Verde/Cobre. Como el campo todavía estaba lleno de monstruos, nadie se atrevía a parar a tomar el botín. Sólo el equipamiento que estaba entre los jugadores detrás de la primera línea podía tomarse, los dejaban los monstruos que rompieron la línea de defensa.
50 minutos después…
—¡Ding! El jefe de la primera ola, Bangla, ha aparecido.
Con la notificación del sistema, una Aparición gigante voladora de 50 metros apareció en el campo. Los monstruos dejaron de aparecer.
 [Bangla] (Gris/Plata, demonio)
Nivel: 51
HP: 10.000.000
Defensa: 600
—¡Carajo! ¿10.000.000 de HP? Es sólo un jefe Gris/Plata, mira esa defensa, ¡600! ¿Cómo esperan que lo matemos? Sólo tengo equipamiento Gris/Plata nivel 40 con 1200-1400 de daño. Lo golpearía con 50% de mi poder original —dijo el Gordo Han al ver las propiedades del jefe.
—Esto es normal, mira cuantos jugadores tenemos ahora. Si el jefe no tenía tanto HP moriría en 2 o 3 segundos —dijo Zhang Yang riendo.
El Gordo Han asintió. El número de jugadores participando en esta guerra podía fácilmente ser más de 2.000.000. Sin embargo, no todos podían dañar al jefe desde donde estaban. A lo sumo solo 100 o 200 jugadores podían atacar al jefe al mismo tiempo. Seguía siendo una muerte rápida.
—¡Tanque novato! ¡Vayamos a matar al jefe! —gritó Wei Yan Er.
—Todavía hay muchos monstruos aquí, no podemos ir siquiera si quisiéramos. Mantente atenta a dónde va el jefe —dijo Zhang Yang y usó <Golpe Devastador> instantáneamente matando a muchos monstruos a su alrededor con un golpe crítico.
La velocidad de movimiento del jefe no era demasiada, le tomó para siempre moverse sólo 500 metros. Para cuando el jefe llegó los jugadores ya habían matado a la mayoría de las apariciones. Para entonces, los gritos de guerra de los jugadores llenaban el aire.
—¡Maten al jefe!
—¡Ujuuu!
Cuando Zhang Yang notó que muchos jugadores se abalanzaban al jefe, inmediatamente habló en el canal del clan.
—Todavía no vayan hacia el jefe. Cualquier jefe que aparezca en una guerra de esta magnitud ciertamente será muy fuerte. No gasten su vida. Tomen esta oportunidad para tomar todo el equipamiento que nos pertenece.
En ese instante, como si los jugadores estuvieran tratando de probar que Zhang Yang tenía razón la mayoría de los jugadores que habían corrido hacia el jefe alcanzaron su aggro. El jefe movió su brazo derecho y un agujero negro apareció entre los jugadores más camorreros.
¡-4000!
¡-4000!
¡-4000!
Los jugadores parados en el agujero recibieron daño continuo cada dos segundos, instantáneamente matando a la mayoría. Aquellos que todavía estaban corriendo de pronto pisaron los frenos y se dieron la vuelta, corriendo como si viesen a sus exesposas persiguiéndolos con un cuchillo.
El lento jefe de repente se movía con agilidad, como si los esteroides que tomó antes finalmente hicieran efecto. Uno a uno el jefe cazó a los jugadores y los mató invocando más agujeros negros. Eventualmente, sin mucho esfuerzo, el jefe mató a la mayoría de los jugadores que había corrido a él.
Aquellos jugadores que habían llegado un poco después estaban agradecidos por su tardanza. Si corrían con los primeros jugadores, se les hubieran unido en la muerte. Todos tomaron la oportunidad para correr al otro lado y tomar el botín del suelo. Si los ítems se dejaban en el suelo desaparecerían junto con el cadáver después de cierto tiempo.
En un instante los jugadores ya no daban un paso adelante. De hecho, ningún clan se atrevía a hacer el primer ataque. Cuando un jefe aparecía era demasiado fuerte para que un clan cualquiera lo ataque. Además, cada Maestro de clan ya había llegado a un acuerdo respecto a los jefes. Era el jefe quien tenía que decidir. Con mucho apuro, el jefe entró a la línea de defensa de Cielos Altos.
El Maestro de Cielos Altos, y también el Tanque principal, Chamán del Cielo, un Guardián Enano, rápidamente juntó a otros 20 Tanques bien equipados para unírsele frente a Bangla. Detrás de ellos había 10 o más sanadores apoyando a los Tanques. En segundos, Chamán del Cielo pudo atraer el aggro del jefe y los jugadores de rango de Cielos Altos empezaron a atacar. Los jugadores melee todos se quedaron atrás preparados para ser atacados por el devastador AdA del jefe.
El jefe tenía unos buenos 600 puntos de defensa, no sólo eso, también tenía una defensa mágica similar. Incluso con 5 capas de <Agotar Defensas> en él, la mayoría de los jugadores ya fueron reducidos a 40% porque su equipamiento era Verde/Cobre nivel 40 y el nivel de sus personajes apenas 45. Su daño era sólo de más o menos 500. Esos jugadores con un nivel de equipamiento estándar era la mayor parte del ejército. Después de todo, no todos podían conseguir equipamientos Gris/Plata nivel 30 o 40.
90% 80%...
El HP de Bangla era demasiado para ellos. Incluso con varios cientos de jugadores rodeando al jefe, la barra de HP bajaba muy lentamente. Chamán del Cielo claramente tenía el aggro del jefe firmemente pero aun así podía lanzar un hoyo negro a la multitud de vez en cuando.
Cuando el HP de Bangla se redujo al 30%, Chamán del Cielo ya había perdido cientos de jugadores. Sin embargo, si no había ningún incidente, el jefe eventualmente caería ante Cielos Altos.


El ave fénix es una criatura de leyendas, una maravilla del mundo, una representación de la vida y de la destrucción. Esta criatura legendaria simboliza el ascenso de un héroe en un mundo virtual ¡donde las batallas ocurren por el honor y la gloria! 
Zhang Yang era un jugador profesional en el primer y más fantástico juego que revolucionaba el mundo: El Milagro de Dios. Un juego en el que, el conocimiento tradicional de los RPGs ya no importaba, los jugadores tendrían que apuntar y evadir los ataques manualmente, dando lugar a una brecha significativa en la habilidad entre un jugador profesional y un aficionado. 
La caída de Zhang Yang llegó demasiado pronto. Le robaron a su novia, su clan fue acosado y disuelto, ¡e incluso fue arrastrado a suicidarse! Saltando del último piso de un hotel, Zhang Yang sintió en ese momento que volaba como un ave fénix. Poco sabía él que el fin de su vida también significaba ¡su resurrección desde las cenizas!

Chapter 423 – Battle of Jiameng Pass – Lu Bu VS Chanyu Khan
Lu Bu could see a lone rider charging at his army. Had it been the past before he had met Tong, he would have mocked this person as a fool.
After he obtained the cultivation method, Lu Bu knew that he should not underestimate a person who seemed to act like a fool on a battlefield. After all, that person might be an immortal.
And his guess was right. Lu Bu could sense a threatening aura from that man.
As he got closer, Lu Bu spotted the giant redhare, which was the same as his horse.
'That guy.'
Lu Bu recognized Khan, who had fought with him when he was participating in the coalition against the Xiongnu period.
He turned to his assistants, "Tell everyone to fall back 100 paces. Do not help me, no matter what will happen from now on. If I die, retreat immediately!"
"S-Sir?"
"Just do it."
"SIR, YOU FORGOT YOUR HELMET!!"
It was too late. Lu Bu kicked his horse and galloped forward, charging at Khan.
The duel began without a verbal challenge!
The two riders got closer, reaching 50 meters in the distance.
40 Meters …
30 Meters …
20 Meters …
Once they got to the range of 10 meters, Khan laughed, "LU FENGXIAN, YOU FOOL! [TIME STOP]!"
It was Tong's copied skill!
The world turned into a black and white world as everything came to a pause, except Khan.
Khan leaped from his horseback, jumping forward toward Lu Bu.
"This is the difference between you and me! Die for me!!"
Khan reinforced all of his power into one strike as Liu Yang had taught him years ago. He swung his halberd at Lu Bu, planning to chop him in half.
50 Seconds of time-stopping was more than enough to kill this god of war!
*BOOM*
Khan slashed down.
But his halberd was stopped by something. He could feel a feedback impact through the halberd shaft.
When Khan looked at the tip of his halberd, he was shocked.
Lu Bu was unharmed!
Furthermore, he was glaring at Khan.
Above his head, a faint thin layer of Lu Bu's angelic aura protected him from Khan's attack.
Khan sensed a dreadful killing intent. He leaped backward in a panic.
"Impossible! The [Time Stop] skill should have stopped everything! You shouldn't have this skill, too! How can he move!?"
He took his time staring at Lu Bu as Khan thought that his opponent could counter-attack against him.
However, his theory proved him wrong. Lu Bu did not move from the spot.
30 Seconds remaining until the [Time Stop] skill worn out.
Khan was relieved that Lu Bu could not do anything against him in this greyscale world. He laughed.
"Oh, Lu Fengxian. You've surprised the great me. I thought for once that you can still attack me in this world, but it seems that I had overestimated you. I don't know how you blocked my attack, but you won't be able to do it again!"
Khan jumped at Lu Bu again, who was still on his horseback.
He slashed his halberd sideway, planning to behead Lu Bu in one blow.
*BOOM*
The halberd hit, but it was still stopped by the thin layer of Lu Bu's aura.
Khan was infuriated that Lu Bu could still resist. He focused all of his forces and launched a barrage of attacks.
*BOOM*
*BOOM*
*BOOM*
Every second passed, twenty impacts caused 20 shockwaves in the air. Yet, Khan could not kill Lu Bu.
5 Seconds remaining
Khan was so mad that he was mentally exhausted. After over 200 serious blows, Khan's weapon could not reach Lu Bu's skin.
However, he could see a bit of a result.
Blood flowed down from Lu Bu's nostrils!
Lu Bu suffered some damages from the attacks!
Khan burst into laughter, "HAHAHAHA!! I thought you were invincible. But in reality, you must have reached your limit! Very well, I will extend this time-stop-world indefinitely and torture you to death!"
Khan could summon his souls and activated his [Time Stop] skill again by paying 10 times the activation price.
Since the activation cost of the [Time Stop] was as meager as 100 years of lifespans, Khan stepped back and summoned his four souls.
One of his souls cast the skill while the time remaining in this world was left with 2 seconds.
<<You cannot use [Time Stop] again while the [Time Stop] skill is in effect>>
Khan clicked his tongue, "Bah! Stupid system. Fine. I'll just activate it after the effect worn out."
Two seconds later, the black-and-white world reverted back to its original, and the time continued to flow.
At that moment
"Time Alter: Triple Accel!"
Lu Bu leaped off his horse and flew to Khan at the speed of sound!
He trusted his halberd forward, and it pierced through Khan's chest!
As the weapon punctured through Khan's ribcages, lungs, and spine, Khan's soul activated the time stopping skill.
The time had paused once more!
Within the colorless world, Khan's body was still pierced by Lu Bu's halberd, but only he could move.
Slowly and painfully, Khan pulled himself out of Lu Bu's weapon.
As soon as he got out, Khan activated Tong's regeneration skill, which healed his injuries instantly.
"That was close, Lu Fengxian. I have to admit that I let my guard down for a split second there. To be honest, you would have killed me if I didn't have Zhang Tong's skills."
Khan continued to mock Lu Bu. He walked to the floating figure in the mid-motion and slapped Lu Bu's face.
*PA*
The slap hit directly onto Lu Bu's skin without being protected by an aura.
The eyes of Lu Bu still glared at Khan with hatred.
"Oh? Don't you have your shield aura on? Well, too bad. It's my win."
Thinking that he had Lu Bu's life under his palm, Khan relaxed as he caught his breath. After taking 10 seconds of rest, Khan brought his weapon and raised it overhead.
Khan unsummoned his souls as he reinforced his halberd with all of his power.
He swung it down, aiming to behead Lu Bu's neck again.
*BOOM*
Again, his halberd was blocked by Lu Bu's thin layer of shield aura.
"WHAAAATTT!!??"[1]
In shock and frustration, Khan gritted his teeth as he spammed his attacks with his polearm.
"I DON'T BELIEVE THAT YOU CAN DEFEND YOURSELF FOREVER! NO MATTER HOW STRONG YOU'RE POWER WERE, IT'S USELESS!!"
*BOOM*
*BOOM*
*BOOM*
"USELESS!! USELESS!! USELESS!! USELESS!! USELESS!! WRYYYYYYY!!"[2]
For the remaining 40 seconds, Khan did not stop striking against Lu Bu.
When there was one second remaining, Khan leaped backward as he summoned his soul again.
The time resumed!
LU BU SHOUTED, "SQUARE ACCEL!!"
Khan bellowed, "TIME STOP!!"
*SWUA!!*
Lu Bu's halberd cleaved Khan in half, cutting from his left shoulder to his right lower waist.
*VHOOM*
The time had stopped, and Khan's severed body parts landed on the ground.
"REGEN!"
Khan used his life-saving skill from his soul, and his severed upper torso and lower torso reattached, healing itself in less than a second.
The [Regeneration]'s cost of activation varied depending on the injuries. Just now, Khan paid 150,000 years of lifespan as Lu Bu had cut through his heart. Also, it cost 10 times the original as he activated this skill via his soul.
Now, he was left with less than 100,000 lifespans. Had he suffered more injury like this again, he would not have been able to self-heal.
It would have spelled his death!
"LU FENGXIAN!!"
Khan did not know what he had to do to kill Lu Bu. He was so mad, yet he was helpless.
His survival instinct kicked in. Instead of continuing fighting, Khan ran back to the gate with his full speed, escaping from Lu Bu.
When the 50 seconds of time stop world was over, Khan had reappeared on the top of Jiameng Gate.
"Close the door, NOW!!"
Khan's emotionless subordinates did precisely as their boss said.
Meanwhile, Lu Bu glared at the wall of Jiameng Pass, clicking his tongue.
He also used the [Regen] skill to recover from the internal bleeding in the brain because of his sudden skill burst.
For a couple minutes, Lu Bu was in despair for the first time in his life. He could sense everything when Khan's time stop skill was in effect, but he could not move his body, only to stare helplessly at Khan.
Fortunately, he had been cultivating his four angel souls and his wing power, so he could reinforce his defense when his physical body could not move.
Still, Khan's attacks were deadly. Had it been the power of three-winged angel or weaker, the shield aura would have been broken in one strike. Even with the same tier of power, Lu Bu could still feel the impact throughout the muscles of his body.
The damage accumulated to the point that Lu Bu had several broken bones before the [Time Alter, Square Accel]'s activation. Had Khan continued his attacks, Lu Bu was not confident that he could outlast another set of a time-stop attack.
The fire of motivation had been ignited once more after Lu Bu discovered another worthy opponent among the enemy's ranks.
'I'll focus getting to six wings. I can get the fifth one instantly, but it won't matter much if I have to fight that cheating skill again. If I get the sixth wing power, my speed would have been faster, and I could have cut his head the moment the time stopping skill wears out.'
Lu Bu did not pursue Khan. He turned back to his men, so they could maintain their army position. However, he stopped the attack for today, so he could recuperate and review the fight between Khan and himself.
.
.
That night, Khan also reviewed his duel against Lu Bu.
After he had calmed down and looked at the fight without a bias attitude, he found a problem in his system skills.
In the past, Liu Yang used to warn him that system skills would not work against immortals as they were designed to spoil the sinners into thinking that they were invincible. Then, at the end of their life, they would reveal their true corrupted self to the immortal spectators in Heaven, displaying their hypocrisy.
This was a trap for sinners and the main entertainment of the immortals. Unfortunately, the game had changed, and Liu Yang did not know what had happened to Heaven.
Still, it did not change the fact that the system skills were useless against angels and demons.
Now that Khan was aware of the problem, he learned about the weakness of many skills he had.
'My other self can react to my [Time Stop] because of this loophole. I can also react to Zhang Tong's [Time Stop] because I'm a four-winged angel. Then, sooner or later, my other self should be able to move when the [Time Stop] was in effect when his power grows stronger!'
Khan broke a sweat when he imagined the worst-case scenario where he was killed when the time stop was still active. 
'No. I must sharpen my skills. But my soldiers and my slaves are fighting, and I don't have enough time to train. What should I do!?'
Without someone to talk or consult, Lu Bu did not know what he should do.
Then, he recalled his past actions. Then, he looked at the country map.
Khan had a new inspiration.
'What if I send all of my slaves to their death and disguise myself as a Han citizen. Will I be able to use Cao Cao or Liu Bei to fight the others?'
Khan had a new plan.
[1] Author: For a reference, use Dio Brando's voice and his "NANIIIIEEEE" when you're reading this.
[2] MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA


Tong, a sinner who was suffering endless torment in hell because of his mistake he had done in his previous life, was giving other chance to redeem himself by the devil. 

All he had to do was participating in the redemption program, organized by the gods and the devils. He would be reincarnated as a random citizen of China during the end of the era of the East Han, and the prelude of the era of the Three Kingdoms. He would also retain his memory and a cheat skill that he designed for himself. 

Tong later found himself reincarnated as Zhang Tong, the son of the Yellow Turbans leader, Zhang Jiao. 

The problem didn't end with just the dilemma of the Yellow Turbans Army. It appeared that other than him, there were 99 others from the modern world that reincarnated into this timeline with him as well. 

This redemption program by the gods and devils didn't seem to be simple. There was definitely something fishy going on. 

Then the hidden agenda revealed itself to the reincarnators. Zhang Tong had to utilize everything by any means necessary to survive this ordeal.
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Warning: It's a story with deranged characters that MC and friends won't get a smooth sailing life forever like the other typical WN novels. 

Patience and high tolerance are required for this novel. Constant nerfs, plot twisted, and changes in the story are expected. 

All RoTK fans should also be warned. I don't follow the trends of historical events. All characters and their thought won't be like in the 14th-century novel RoTK or Dynasty Warrior.

Again, I don't sell 100% wet-dreams in this novel. I mixed nightmares in it.
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This series has ended. 
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Due to the copyrighted kinds of stuff, I changed my cover back to my first cover until I can get my hands on a better one.
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Post coronation Samyukta and Pinaka were in a conference room, they summoned Badshah Khan, Pinaka said, 'Khan, did you think of a strategy? ' Khan shook his head, he didn't get any ideas though he gave it a good amount of thought.. Pinaka said, 'I have a plan.. hear it out, ' he explained his plan and Samyukta gasped, she said, 'this would be very effective, but it would take lot of effort on Khan and his clan.. ' Khan said, 'Emperor, this is an excellent way, but I need to discuss with my clan before coming back to you.. ' Pinaka said, 'of course, I understand.. if you agree to this, you would be the guardians of the treasure in the future.. in case your clan are under disagreement, then this plan would have to be shelved and we would think of another method...even if you disagree,whatever I promised to you earlier would be intact.. ' Khan said, 'I understand, give me a week's time.. ' Pinaka nodded.. Khan took leave and went away.. it was a bold decision taken by Pinaka, but this involved his clan and their future.. 

Samyukta looked at Pinaka and said, 'what a great thinker you are.. ' he smiled and said, 'indeed, but where is my gift? ' he asked.. she looked at him and said, 'what gift? ' he said, 'coronation gift.. ' she said, 'you must be ashamed of yourself, I gifted you an axe which was specifically designed for you before marriage.. from then you didn't gift me anything.. now you are asking for one more gift..!? ' Pinaka said, 'close your eyes, ' she shut her eyes.. he kissed her on her eyes and said, 'now.. open.. ' she gently opened her eyes, there was a beautiful box in Pinaka's hands, she opened it, she gasped , it was a beautiful sword, Samyukta was different.. she was not interested in jewellery, she was interested in weaponry.. the sword was sleek and curved, it was light and evenly forged, the hilt of the sword was encrusted with precious stones.. it was a masterpiece, she hugged him and said, 'you understand me perfectly.. ' he hugged her and caressed her.. 

Khan went to his clan, Pinaka promised something, and now he was giving them more than he could ever ask him.. in return of this hummungous task which he requested, he said that he would give them a huge territory and they could live freely and happily, he earlier said that Badshah Khan would be made a governor of a portion of his empire, now he said that he would be a governor and his people would be given lands and cattle to practice cultivation and animal husbandry, fishing etc, but he had to move down to the South-West part of Hindustan which comes under the Gandhara empire, this part of the portion was called Parashurama Kshetra (present Kerala), he also said that they could practice their religion freely and build places of worship for themselves..they would be considered as Hindustanis, not as refugees.. this was too much.. he was overwhelmed by all this, their clan would become the guardians of the great treasure... 

Badshah Khan found Benazir (his wife) and said, 'Benazir, there is an important task given by the emperor, if we agree to it, our lives will change.. ' he told her what all things that were promised to them.. her eyes shone with a bright light, she said, 'what is the task we need to accomplish? ' he looked at her and said, 'Benazir, I am going to tell you a secret, you must guard it with your life.. ' she nodded, he continued, 'there is a great treasure buried in the earth, this is located in the forest of Vindhyas, it has to be moved.. we have to move as a Caravan.. singing and dancing as we go about.. we will be stopping at big villages, and holding dance shows etc.. along with us we would be carrying this treasure.. ' she looked at him and said, 'how could we carry such great treasure though we move in group? we have to carry huge cartons.. without attracting attention..how can we? ' he looked at her and said, ' that is the beauty of this Plan, the whole gold would be melted and the liquid gold would be poured into brass vessels till three fourths.. over that we pour Sharbat (flavoured natural drink) they would appear as normal Sharbat pots, but they would be holding gold! '

A slave who was a lowly life among royalty becomes emperor under unnatural circumstances

Inside the Calpheon Military base, spectators from several different gaming organizations gathered, all of them looked at the floating screens in the air, although some specifically used a cash item to spectate their favorite player, particularly a hooded middle-aged man who stared at a familiar figure in the screen.

If Khan was here, he would immediately recognize the man as the same man who sent him a strange gaze, currently, he looked at Khan with an amused smile on his face.

Khan approached a nearby wooden door with silenced footsteps, in this event, virtual inventories were disabled so Khan needed to find a backpack to place every item that he needed.

Inside the house that looked like a shack, Khan felt overjoyed when he found a Crossbow with ten bullets, he picked it up and registered it as his item, he wore t like a sling bag, he also found a Level 1 backpack where he placed the other bullets.

Khan tapped the additional information and found the way on how to load the Crossbow with bullets, he then moved towards the kitchen and found a Pan that was classified as a weapon.

Even though he felt that it was strange for a cooking pan to be named as a weapon, since it was there and he could change it later anyway, he just picked it up.

[Move to the marked area in the map in five minutes!]

Khan tapped on his left wrist and a hologram floated before him. A huge white circled covered half of the map, so I am supposed to move inside this circle? Khan thought and scrutinized the terrain of the area according to the map.

After pondering for a while, he tapped on a location and marked it before closing the map and moving to loot for more items. 

'What the fuck, where are the items here?!' Khan cursed, he had looted every house and looked in every nook and cranny but found nothing, in the end, he only saw a first aid, five grenades, and a Revolver1895 with seven 7.62mm bullets.

After loading the bullets to the gun according to the instruction prompt, Khan started to sneak his way towards the circle which was according to the guide, about three hundred meters away from his current location.

A strange silence lingered in the air, the rustling of the trees and the smooth calming wind enveloped Khan's body. But instead of feeling relaxed, he became even more tense, for his body had felt a stare from behind.

Khan's internal alarm rang, he immediately leaped forwards and prone as a whistling sound passed by, the resounding echo of a rifle destroyed the tranquility of the place.

Khan gave an excited smile. 'Finally, an enemy!' He unsheathed the pan around his waist and stared at the direction of the shooter with a cold smile on his face.

Back at the military base, because that gunshot was the first engagement since the game had started, the system displayed the fight and saw Khan standing on the grassland with a Pan on his right hand.

"Hahahaha, what the hell, that guy actually has a Pan for a weapon? Look at his waist, a goddamned crossbow! Hahahaha" The crowd exploded into a fit of laughter, the middle-aged man's stare became even more filled with an interested light.

"He doesn't even have an armor or helmet on his body, it looks like the first engagement will end as a disappointment." The crowd commented and nodded in unison, in every Last Standing game, the first engagement always became the spotlight of the entire game, for the first sign of a better player was about how fast they could loot.

But seeing Khan's loot, and the opposite party's loot, they could only shake their heads in disappointment, for the other party had a Level 2 Helmet and Armor, an M416 rifle and a pack of grenades on his waist.

"Hey, look at that, that guy can't take it any longer and wants to commit suicide!" The crowd turned their gazes and found that Khan had lowered his upper body and furiously ran towards the source of the gunshot.

However, the several team managers hidden within the crowd weren't laughing, for they stared in shock at the movements that Khan made.

"He lowered his body to increase his speed? No- That isn't so simple..." 

Gunshots echoed and they saw Khan twisting his body mid-running, evading the bullets in one fluid motion.

The crowd stared in shock, and so were the team managers, however, their shock didn't end there, for Khan scoped with his crossbow and fired a shot which completely destroyed their composure.

Khan's shot flew towards his opponent's waist and struck the fist-sized grenade causing it to explode and burst into flames, swallowing his enemy in the process.

Every player inside the area saw a system notification of his death.

[Player #83 killed Player #45 with an explosion; 99 Left]

Somewhere inside a residential area, Lily wore a sweet smile on her face as she glanced at the notification. She resolved her mind as she thought.

'I won't let you beat me!' Retracting a sidearm, Lily's figure flickered towards a nearby house as several consecutive gunshots resounded.

[Player #84 killed Player#42 with a P18C; 98 Left]

Khan wiped the beaded sweat on his forehead, he looked at the system notification and thought.

'Hoooh, Lily really is doing a great job, as the husband, I can't let myself be defeated.' Khan looted the poor guy's items and took everything except for the rifle, now Khan got himself proper endgame items. 

"T-t-this girl is..." A figure of a trembling young man could be seen inside a small rundown shack, his eyes peeking on a small crack on the wooden walls, his eyes narrowed in fear as several miserable shrieks echoed in the area.

The pools of blood colored the ground with a crimson red hue, several player corpses scattered around the area, and in the center of it all was an aquamarine haired girl who looked like she was on her late teens. 

She swung the military knife that she looted in her hand skillfully and uttered.

"Was that all, hmmph, how boring..." Upon hearing that cold and indifferent voice, the young man had the urge to immediately log out. But he despaired when he remembered that once you were registered in the game, there was no way to escape death.

The young man held a Winchester 94 on his hand. His hand trembled as he pointed it at the aquamarine-haired figure who happily skipped and looted the corpses.

He stared at her through his iron sights and found that his assist reticle was madly fluctuating, he was sure that he would never hit the girl. But he had no choice, he would rather kill than to die.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled the trigger as a deafening sound echoed, a whistling wind passed beside the girl and struck the pavement on the ground. The girl frowned in displeasure before she looked at his direction.

For the young man, her indifferent gaze looked the same as the Death Reaper, the girl raised her sidearm and pointed, towards this poorly equipped small fry, she didn't need to move her body.

With a bang, the young man's body collapsed amidst his despair. By the look on his face, it could be said that he was scarred for life.

The crowd back at the Calpheon Military Base gulped in fear. How ruthless! Even the team managers who exclaimed in praise for the young girl shook their heads, although she was clearly a good seed, no one would dare to hire such a bloodthirsty girl. Who knows when she would lose control?

 Khan helplessly sighed as he looked at the chain of system notifications, he was sure that several people would be scared out of their wits if they saw her in real life. 

Khan continued to walk towards the direction where his mark was placed, after about a minute, he finally arrived and saw a trench, but instead of hiding inside the trench, Khan moved towards a place where the soil was loose and started picking grasses in a fast place.

The crowd stared in shock, what kind of tricks is this kid, trying to pull? Amidst their amazement, Khan pulled out the several grenades he had looted and wrapped them with grass. 

He then looked around the area and went to a nearby tree, and took several fibers, he weaved the fibers together to form a small rope that was about twenty meters in length. It was so thin that it looked invisible in the eye. he then pulled the camouflaged grenades and knotted it together.

Khan gave a small smile and laid the camouflaged grenades on the trench, he prone and tested the strength of the rope that he created, upon confirming its strength, Khan nodded and prone, he tied the end of the rope to his left wrist as he laid there, waiting for his prey.

Several consecutive gunshots echoed in the area, a car could be seen closing in towards a nearby trench, the person inside the car gave a joyful smile upon seeing the trench.

Although he wanted to speed through, because of the terrain and the health points of his car, he decided to stop near that five-meter wide trench and consolidate all of his loots. 

Looking at the hologram map, he found that the game was already in its latter stages, with only twenty people alive somewhere inside the circle.

He hid his car inside the trench and counted all the equipment he obtained, he threw everything that he didn't need and prone down, waiting for other enemies. 

His eyes shone as he saw that at a distance the figure of an aquamarine haired girl could be seen running towards his direction, he quickly scoped in sighed in regret.

'Damn this girl looks so beautiful, it would be a shame to k-' A groan escaped his mouth, before he could pull the trigger, a crossbow bolt protruded from the backside of his neck, due to the fact that his helmet wasn't able to negate any damage, he cursed before immediately dying.

'Fucking camper...' Fortunately, Khan didn't hear his final thought before he died, if not, Khan would've fiercely retorted.

The aquamarine haired girl had, of course, noticed the prone young man. She sweetly smiled upon noticing that the young man had died, her gaze momentarily stayed at an unassuming crowd of bushed before staring right ahead.

Khan only smiled, although he felt that what he did was quite dirty, towards the people that wanted to kill his wife, he, of course, wouldn't have any mercy.

"Sorry, bud, it's your fault for pointing your gun towards my little wife." Khan's face became filled with regret that he even patted the young man's corpse, sending the spectators on the outside in a fit of laughter.

Several notification bells echoed and found that people were being killed one by one until only ten were left. Fortunately for Khan, the trench where he laid down was included in the final circle, and so he didn't even bother to move.

[Player #84 killed Player #12 with an M416; 9 left]

[Player #84 killed Player #15 with an M416; 7 left]

The final notification bell echoed inside Khan's mind as an eerie silence enveloped the plain. The size of the second to the last circle only covered a mere five hundred meters, and it would once again shrink in thirty seconds. 

Judging from the last circle, everyone including Lily would have to relocate towards Khan's trench. Khan raised his head to scan the area but he stiffened as he felt a hot pain coursing through his head, and his helmet dissipated into nothingness.

Looking towards the source, he found a prone figure rechambering his rifle, Khan quickly aimed with his crossbow and shot. Unfortunately, the shot didn't seem to kill his enemy. 

Reloading his crossbow, he froze as he found the figure of the hooded middle-aged man that brazenly talked about remembering his face earlier. The man revealed a triumphant smile and said.

"See ya ki-" 

Bang! 

Before he could pull the trigger, he was interrupted by a gunshot from a side and had to run for cover, Khan turned his head and found Lily's figure crouched near a huge rock. 

'Thanks...'

Khan thought in his mind, but in the next instant, he leaped in the air and shouted.

"But that wasn't needed!" 

Because he blew his cover, almost everyone turned their heads towards Khan. The middle-aged man froze for a moment before giving a vicious smile.

"Since you're that eager to die, then I shall help you!" He pointed his sidearm towards Khan's head and pulled. A roaring sound echoed followed by a sound of metal clashing metal as sparks flew across the plain. 

"I-Impossible!" He wasn't even able to scream as Khan stabbed his neck with a crossbow bolt. His figure stared at Khan with an unwilling light in his eyes. But the reality was cruel, eventually, he fell to the ground and lost his life.

"He-hey... Did you guys see that? T-that kid actually dared to block a shot with a Pan?!" Everyone exclaimed in disbelief, although they knew that the Pan was sturdy, thanks to its unpredictable durability where they didn't know when it would be pierced through, they didn't dare to use it as a cover.

But now, each and every one of them was eager to buy a Pan and use it as a shield. The middle-aged man whom Khan met earlier in the Military Base gave a small smile towards Khan's ruthless attitude. He looked towards him and his eyes shone with a light that looked like he had just decided on something.

 "Damn, thankfully, I wasn't wrong, this Pan really is sturdy, if not I would've died right there."

Several consecutive bells echoed in his mind as Khan looked at the system notifications

[Player #93 killed Player #2 with a Karabiner98k; 5 left]

[Player #93 killed Player #12 with a Karabiner98k; 4 left]

[Player #84 killed Player #43 with an M416; 3 left!]

Khan gave a small smile, due to the fact that Lily had a Karabiner98k as her main weapon in the game, Khan knew about the distinct sound that it made. He looked at the trench that he abandoned and indeed, he found a young man prone with a Karabiner98k on his right hand, judging from the direction that he scoped, he was looking for Lily.

"Tcch, to try and point your gun towards this one's little wife is just asking to die..." Khan shook his head in regret, before pulling the rope attached to his left wrist.

Several seconds later, the earth trembled as an explosion occurred in the trench. The young man had a confused look on his face as he wondered about the way that he died. 

[Player #83 killed Player #93 with an explosion; 2 left!]

Khan sighed and walked towards Lily who also started walking towards her. Looking at the slightly bedraggled appearance of her little wife, Khan gave a small smile before speaking.

"Damn, you actually hid your true abilities from your husband! You even annihilated an entire area by your own." Khan praised the young girl to which the latter replied with her arms crossed and a smug smile.

"Of course, I came from the noblest and strongest Race in the entire universe, that was child's play for me." Seeing the Lily who acted smugly, Khan's smile became gentle as he embraced her amidst the shocked and despairing faces of the crowd.

'Damn! How did such a talent become the wife of a bastard camper?!' They repeatedly cursed Khan in their minds hoping for him to die while in bed.

Khan sneezed and murmured.

"Damn, I bet those guys are cursing about me right now..." Khan complained in a wronged tone.

"Why would they curse you?" Lily asked in doubt.

"That's because they're jealous that I have such a cute little wife." He pinched her cheeks and murmured in the young girl's ear, sending her into a blush.

"Do you remember what I said, earlier in the plane?" 

"Wh-what the hell are you saying... There are people looking towards us." Lily desperately tried to find an excuse to dodge Khan's question. Khan smiled in mirth upon noticing that the young girl didn't have an ounce of rejection within her anymore.

Khan teased her for a while before they were interrupted by a system prompt.

[Game will end in 60 seconds]

[59]

[58]

A countdown counter materialized in the air before the two, Khan scratched his head as he looked at Lily.

"Ermm, what should we do now?" 

Lily turned towards him, pulled a grenade from her waist and suggested with a smile as she pulled the pin.

"A double suicide, of course!" 

Amidst Khan's horrified eyes, Lily placed the cooking grenade on the ground below them as she embraced Khan and waited for their demise.

"So we're literally going out with a bang?" 

A deafening roar echoed as a system announcement materialized in the air before the Calpheon Military Base.

[No winners!] 

It took about several seconds before they regained their calm amidst their shock. In a Last Man Standing Event, it was the first time in history that no one had won the game. They didn't even have the energy to exclaim as they stared at the system notification with an incredulous look on their faces.

Eventually, Khan and Lily would be known as the Ice and Fire duo, one had a fiery temper that engulfs everything in its rage, while the other had an icy cold temperament that could freeze everything in its path.

Together, in this day April 30, 2090, they made the very first history of the last man standing game where no one had won, and with their deep love to each other that they would rather die together, than kill each other, even in a virtual game, touched everyone's heart.

And it would become a legend that would forever be told.

Khan Paradyne, one who once stood at the apex of the Cultivation World, gets tired of all the killings and schemes, and decides to seal himself.

A hundred thousand years later, Khan woke up to find that the world he once lived in had  changed.

Strange vehicles dotted the skies, skyscrapers that pierced the heavens itself, with the advancement of modern technology. How can an ancient cultivator like him, find a foothold?

"Alliance Head… Speak." The Himmel Ancestor's words were concise, yet powerful. No one dared to breathe a single word out after hearing the man's authoritative voice and the floor was cleared for Raphael to give his piece.

"Thank you, Saint Himmel…" Taking a deep breath in, Raphael took the papers in his hands and distributed them slowly amongst the Spirit Saints. At the same time, his trembling voice had turned into one of determination and resilience. "The main reason why I've gathered all of you here today is to discuss your future accommodations."

"Accommodations? Are you expecting us to move out from our bases?" Hearing the idea, the sole woman on the side of the Kori Federation spoke out, gracing the chambers with her heavenly voice. The woman had rich, vibrant grey hair and a face full of black lines. Whenever she furrowed, it seemed like the world was collapsing inwardly. Whenever she clenched her teeth, wild animals would run with their tails stuck behind their legs. "Are you going to tell me to abandon my Emei Church behind and leave it vulnerable to an enemy attack?"

"Saint Lyndis, that's not what I'm suggesting at all!" Raphael was quick to disperse the female matriarch's concerns. Spirit Saints would normally recluse themselves, trying their hardest to reach the Immortal Realm with the little time that they had left. However, they also served as a massive deterrent for any entity that covets their organisation's assets.

For instance, the Emei Church was a holy land where many young virgin maidens sought refuge from evil men who lusted for their flesh. It was common for the Emei Church to accept young girls who had been abused by their families or were escaping forced marriages that could doom their bright future. If Saint Lyndis was not present at the helm of Emei Mountain, what's stopping those vicious men from charging into their holy grounds?

"So… what do you mean by accommodations?"

Raphael sighed: "Although it might be hurtful to hear, with the Black Masks returning back to the continent… Not even Spirit Saints are safe now. They now have the power to congregate their forces to kill a Spirit Saint rapidly, without giving us enough time to send the appropriate reinforcements."

"..." The room went silent. They would have loved to refute those words, but the facts speak for themselves. 

"Therefore, I would suggest that the remaining Spirit Saints always remain within a ten-minute flying radius from one another. Or at the very least, stay in fortified positions with at least twenty Spirit Venerates and an array of Immortal-Grade Spirit Armaments."

"..." Once again, no reply. The Spirit Saints were all appalled by the Alliance Head's suggestion.

"Twenty Spirit Venerates per Spirit Saint… Do you think that our armies are that deep, Alliance Head?" Saint Firebird from the Himmel Empire snorted. "Even if we round up, the current cultivation world should have less than two hundred Spirit Venerates alive. To protect all thirteen of us, we'll be at least sixty Spirit Venerates short!"

"If I may be so bold… My original thought is for all the Spirit Saints from each region to gather in one place and move as a unit." 

That was the best way to ensure the Spirit Saints safety. No matter what, there was no way that the Black Masks would have the capability of killing a cluster of Spirit Saints. The Black Masks were only able to kill Saint Suhavis was due to the surprise element and the vast amount of preparations they had. However, if there were two or more Spirit Saints gathered in one place unless the Allfather himself acted, there would be no chance that the Black Masks take any of them down. 

"I think that's a great idea!" Saint Althea, the resident Spirit Saint of the Healer's Association, beamed in pure bliss. "Thor, Atossa… We're independents, free from any of the nations. Shouldn't we band together and move as one?"

The burly blacksmith nodded at the black-haired beauty's statement. "Yes… If the Black Mask are actively hunting Spirit Saints, we should be their first targets." Saint Thor gave muttered the honest truth. Among the living Spirit Saints, the three independents were the ones who were most vulnerable. If the Black Masks were to target them as they did the Shaolin Spirit Saint, they would be done in minutes. "Though I'm not weak, I'm not as versatile as Saint Suhavis was. If I wanted to hold on until reinforcements arrive..."

"Me too..." The Mercenary Guild's Spirit Saint sighed. "Us independents had been living under the safety of our peace treaty. Now, we have an enemy that doesn't care about humanity and only cares about causing mayhem. We should put aside our differences and protect one another."

Just like that, the Spirit Saints of the Mercenary Guild, Blacksmith's League and the Healer Association had joined hands. If someone like Saint Suhavis could be killed in his own home, what's stopping the Black Masks from assassinating them?

Not to be outdone, the Himmel Ancestor called out to his subordinates: "Firebird… Viacan… Heed the Alliance Head's warning. Stay at least two minutes away from one another. If you wish, take up residence in the Capital where I can protect you."

"Understood, Ancestor!" 

The Himmel Empire's accommodations were resolved as quickly as one took a pee. After all, in the Himmel Empire, the Ancestor's word was king. Even the lofty Spirit Saints couldn't just brush off those orders for the sake of their own properties. 

"Our Lantis Republic's Spirit Saints had always been staying on Celestial Island anyway. Honestly, our defence network is far more advanced than you would think." Saint Longyu Tian spoke with her chin up. The Spirit Saints of the Lantis Republic had always had a close bond, not to mention, with the passing of Saint Suhavis, the Lantis Republic were the only organisation with four Spirit Saints living now. They were more than capable of defending themselves.

The Kori Federation, on the other hand…

"Lyndis… Temujin… What do you think?" Saint Geom nervously looked at his compatriots, who were both glaring daggers at one another.

"I won't let the Khan Tribe come anywhere near Emei Mountain!"

"Hmph! You should be honoured if we wanted to protect you!"

The two giants weren't all that happy about the notion of staying near one another. See, the Khan Tribe and the Emei Church had a long history of conflicts behind them. In fact, many of the girls that sought refuge in the Emei Church were poor souls that had been discarded by the Khan Tribe. There was no way in hell that Saint Lyndis Virdove would allow the Khan Tribe to come anywhere close Emei Mountain, lest some old grudges resurfaced.

"Hah… This is going to be a problem..." Saint Geom grabbed on his forehead and heaved out a silent sigh. "How about this? Lyndis, you'll team up with the Arhats. Protect the Shaolin Temple and ask them to loan some of the Immortal-Grade Spirit Armaments for you to use. Temujin, you move the Khan Tribe south to Dragon Tiger Gate. I'll find a place in the middle to settle so that we can assist one another at a moment's notice."

"... I can do that." Saint Lyndis folded her arms and nodded. The Emei Church was on excellent terms with the Shaolin Sect since they were both considered as 'sacred' lands. They wouldn't mind protecting the Shaolin Sect in exchange for some protective items. 

Saint Temujin Khan, however, wasn't all that happy with those arrangements. Furrowing his brows, he added: "Dragon Tiger Gate… Would those freaks really agree to house the Khan Tribe?"

The five most prominent entities in the Kori Federation were the Shaolin Sect, the Emei Church, the Khan Tribe, the Dalgeom Sect, and last but not least… Dragon Tiger Gate. Although they didn't have a single Spirit Saint, no one doubted their position as the top dog among all of the Master Sects. 

They had the most Spirit Venerates out of all them. They had the most comprehensive cultivation techniques and manuals. And more importantly, they had the most number of Immortal-Grade Spirit Armaments under their belt. One skilled Spirit Venerate could use the Immortal-Grade Spirit Armament to temporarily reach the level of a Spirit Saint. Even if the Khan Tribe fought with everything that they had, including with the power of their Spirit Saint Temujin, they would unquestionably lose to the might of Dragon Tiger Gate.

"Don't worry about that," Saint Geom snorted. "Even if they don't want to, I'll make them agreeable. You have my word."

"Fine..." Gaining the protection of the Dragon Tiger Gate wasn't all that bad a proposition for the Khan Tribe, particularly for Temujin Khan. 

"Good… Now Alliance Head, this matter is now resolved. Us Spirit Saints will be sure to take care of ourselves from now on."

"Thank you, Saint Geom," Raphael smiled. "Now, shall we move on to the next order of business?"

"There's still something else?"

"Yes Saint Temujin, and it's something that I believe that you would be most interested in..." Raphael pointed to the papers laid out in front of the Spirit Saints. With the most disgusting smile one could make, the Alliance Head spat out venomously.

"Since the Black Masks are going to use Saint-levelled combatants in battle, we shall do the same against them!!!"

Over a million years ago, the first human contracted with the first Spirit. Ever since then, Spirit use has become commonplace. Humans used Spirits to carry items and start fires. Eventually, even start wars. Thousands upon thousands of years past and one day, one human did the impossible. He transcended his mortality and ascended to the realm above.  

In the present day, the Frie Clan was once a great clan of the Himmel empire. However, a devastating battle ten years ago crippled the clan and their numbers dwindled. To make up for their loss, the upper echelons decided to adopt young orphans and nurture them to become a future pillar of the weakened clan. Shin was one of those orphans. 

Although picked up by the Frie Clan, not all is smooth sailing for Shin and the other orphans...
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Chapter 53. Advent, Part I
 
Translator: Khan
Editor: RED
 
 
1.
The Black Sea was always quiet. Unlike other seas, the Black Sea, which had a lot of hydrogen sulfide in it, did not have many living things. A huge battleship floated on the eerie stillness. It did not show any such thing as dignity or great honor.
 
The battleship looked like a Hordee floating on the water. Even though it was big enough to carry thousands of people,, they could not find any trace of human beings anywhere. It was no wonder it was dead.
 
Kim Tae-hoon was drinking coffee on the deck of the ship, a place where a bizarre silence could be felt.
 
"Hoo." However, Kim Tae-hoon's expression of breathing out seemed more relaxed than ever.
 
'Now I feel a little relaxed.' Kim Tae-hoon, who had coffee again with his spare time, turned his attention to the deck. He could see another sea, not so black.
 
"Hoo." Kim Tae-hoon, who made a long sigh again, reviewed the battle he had just had.
 
'A ridiculous monster.' The Orc Khan was strong.
 
'If I had just confronted it in a normal way, it would have been terrible.' It was too strong. As a matter of fact, the Orc Khan was not something Kim Tae-hoon could beat with his own strength. It had a tug-of-war against a battleship for a short time!
 
If he had engaged in a physical fight, he would not have been able to withstand its fist, even if he was in Draconian Mode.
 
If it were not for the way the Six Snakes had prepared, or if they had not saved Gleipnir, Kim Tae-hoon would have only run away quickly from the Orc Khan. That was why the Vatican had become ashes in the scene before Jang Sung-hoon's death.
 
To find out how, Kim Tae-hoon took time for the Orc Khan and the Orc Horde to trample Europe. So, this fruit was sweeter than ever.
 
"Hmm." Kim Tae-hoon closed his eyes, savoring the strong aroma of his coffee.
 
'As the Vatican was guarded, the appearance of Fafnir was prevented.'
 
In addition, the success of the hunt for the Orc Khan was significant in many ways. The most important thing was that he kept the Vatican. Kim Tae-hoon had never forgotten what he had said to himself in his dream. 
 
Kim Tae-hoon had told himself before his self-suicide, "The moment the Vatican collapsed, the Evil Dragon Fafnir from myth appeared."
 
If the Evil Dragon Fafnir, who could not be killed without the sword of Siegfried, Balmung, had appeared, Europe would have become a land empty of humans.
 
'The Bogatyr's Great Sword can be recovered in a month.'
 
Here, the work to secure the Bogatyr's Great Sword, sleeping in the underground bunker of Kremlin Castle, was proceeding smoothly. It did not seem difficult to secure Bogatyr's Great Sword before the bitter cold of Siberia ended.
 
'With the Bogatyr's Great Sword and the jewel of Orc Khan, there is no reason to fear Chernobog.'
 
Finally, Kim had gained the strong power of the Orc Khan's heart, the jewel of the Orc Khan. He did not know what the power of Orc Khan's jewel was. However, it was clear that it would give power that could not be compared with any power he had.
 
Furthermore, what if Bogatyr's Great Sword were added here?
 
It seemed that all preparations for hunting the Immortal Wolf Chernobog were over. The game would soon be actually over.
 
'And if I kill Chernobog, then…'
 
After he killed Chernobog, Kim Tae-hoon would no longer need to be afraid of death. After that, there would be only one thing left: the Six Snakes.
 
'Mao Spencer, now it's your turn to be beaten.'
 
Kim Tae-hoon's eyes, which were planning the next hunting in the leisure time, began to sink cold and black, like the Black Sea.
 
'I will get the blood-price somehow.'
 
As he watched, a bird flying over the Black Sea came into him.
 
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2.
The Sistine Chapel…
 
It was the noblest stage of the Vatican, the Pope's stage for Mass. But now the Sistine Chapel was occupied by soldiers in military uniform. Of course, there were no such things as charity or sacredness anywhere in Sistine Chapel. Only the harshness, the murderous spirit, and desperation were seen there.
 
At the center of the grueling atmosphere was a map, a map of Russia. Around the map, several people were making serious faces. Jang Sung-hoon was also present.
 
"So, here, in Yakutsk, a city in northeast Russia, a nuclear explosion occurred?"
 
It was Maria who answered the question of Jang Sung-hoon. "Yes."
 
"Is there anything special here?"
 
"No, nothing special."
 
"Is there really not anything special?"
 
"There was no report or any major military facility in Yakutsk City that I knew of."
 
John Gabriel was also in a position to talk here. John Gabriel, the chief of the Vatican City; Maria, the representative of the Russian military; and Jang Sung-hoon, the second leader of the Mac Guild, were there. The theme of their conversation, like a summit meeting, was the nuclear explosion in Yakutsk, a small city in the northeastern part of Russia.
 
"Then why did a nuclear bomb go off in Yakutsk, northeast of the vast Siberian fields?"
 
"The Six Snakes would know that."
 
The nuclear explosion, the terrible violence that man created, had hit Siberia. That was why the atmosphere of the Sistine Chapel was so bad. Moreover, a nuclear explosion was the worst violence created by mankind, and the violence that only mankind could create.
 
'We need to figure out what Mao is trying to do.'
 
The nuclear explosion that hit Yakutsk City was not a coincidence, but a result of a human being with intentions. Jang did not miss that fact.
 
'Why did he detonate a nuclear bomb here? For what? A nuclear bomb can never be detonated remotely now. This means that they had set the timer... but it's unlikely that they set the timer recently. It is more likely that the nuclear bomb timer was set up in Mongolia to stimulate the Orc Khan.'
 
The reason for the nuclear explosion in Mongolia was simple. It was to provoke the Orc Khan so that it would lead the Orc Horde to Europe. With an offering of the Orc Khan, the Six Snakes would become the savior of Europe and rule everything in Europe. But Jang could not easily guess the intention of the explosion in a small city in northeastern Russia.
 
'Is it to provoke the Immortal Wolf?'
 
It was the Immortal Wolf Chernobog that came to his mind right now. It was likely that Mao had used a nuclear bomb to move the Immortal Wolf, just as he had brought the Orc Khan to Europe using a nuclear bomb.
 
'However, even Russia does not know where the Immortal Wolf is now. In a situation where only a timer setting can trigger a bomb... The chance of this explosion making the Immortal Wolf move at will is not high.'
 
But it was hard to say that the possibility was high. First of all, the activity radius of the Immortal Wolf was not certain, and its range of activity included all of Siberia, one of the world's largest areas. On such a stage, could they move the Immortal Wolf with a nuclear explosion?
 
'If the Immortal Wolf is headed for Europe, even if it stimulates the Immortal Wolf… the Six Snakes would be between a rock and a hard place.'
 
If the Immortal Wolf moved to Europe, there would be nothing worse for the Six Snakes.
 
'The Six Snakes wouldn't take a gamble like that, and they never operate that way. They don't bet on nuclear weapons instead of chips, even if they do. Betting on a nuclear weapon means there's something else to be sure of.'
 
From the standpoint of the Six Snakes, they would now lose their Europe, which would be their base, without being able to use it properly. It would be the same as killing themselves.
 
'It is not the Immortal Wolf that they want to move.'
 
Jang Sung-hoon knew better than anyone that the Six Snakes were not those who would kill themselves. Here, Jang measured the person who had planned this. He thought of Mao Spencer, who was capable of anything for his own purposes. At that moment he figured out what the man really wanted to do.
 
'What Mao Spencer wants... He's going to destroy the Korean Peninsula. The reason he detonated a nuclear bomb is that he's going to destroy the Korean Peninsula. With what? With monsters. But the Immortal Wolf should be excluded. Then, what's left?'
 
Not long before, Jang came up with an answer. "Ms. Maria, has Russia ever seen a monster above the blue-grade?"
 
Maria answered without hesitation, "There have been a few blue-grade hunts, but they've never hunted a blue-grade monster before, and I'm honestly sure that Kim is the only one who can hunt a blue-grade monster."
 
"So how many dark blue and blue-grade monsters has Russia discovered in its territory?"
 
"Er… I don't know the exact figures. Because of Chernobog and the zombies, it was difficult to search—"
 
"Just tell me the number you've figured out."
 
"Twenty-one blues, and nine dark blues."
 
"What happened to those monsters?"
 
"Well... those who could escape from Chernobog would have run away, and those who could not escape would be frozen in Siberia as zombies."
 
"How much heat is generated at the moment of a nuclear explosion?"
 
"Yes?"

When Maria asked a question instead of an answer, Jang no longer continued the conversation. Instead of talking, he put his hand on the map of Russia and near nations. It was Mongolia that he picked up.
 
"It was because of the Orc Khan here that most of the monsters in Russian territory did not come down to the south."
 
So, he moved his hands near the Caspian Sea. "And now the Orc Khan has moved toward Europe."
 
He went back to Russia. "The zombies would have woken up from the heat of the nuclear explosion, and they would naturally follow the living. And now, where the survivors of East Asia are gathered..."
 
The last journey ended on the Korean Peninsula.
 
"Ah…"
"Um…"
 
When they reached that point, everyone was silenced. Jang Sung-hoon also fell into a depression.
 
'What Mao wanted to move was not the Immortal Wolf, but the monsters that were zombified by the Immortal Wolf.'
 
In the silence, Jang Sung-hoon's worst scenario was drawn.
 
'And if Chernobog moves along with the Zombies...'
 
With a harsh sound, the door of Sistine Chapel opened as if it were breaking, and a man appeared. The door itself was a treasure, and in the Sistine Chapel, no one ever manhandled it. Of course, the soldiers waiting there would normally go out and deal with this rude visitor. 

But no one moved in that situation. All that anyone could do in front of the appearance of Kim Tae-hoon was harden themselves, that was all.
 
"Boss!" Only one person, Jang Sung-hoon, approached Kim Tae-hoon without hardening. As soon as he approached, Jang said, "Mao left a trap." That explanation was enough. The conclusion that Kim Tae-hoon had come to was also the same as the one that Jang Sung-hoon made.
 
The Six Snakes were not satisfied with only possessing Europe. It was their plan to take Europe and destroy the Korean Peninsula. In this situation, the answer they chose was decided.
 
"The heat of the nuclear explosion will bring the Zombies to the Korean Peninsula. The worst thing is… the worst is the Immortal Wolf moving, but it will be hard to stop the Zombie Horde with the power of the Korean Peninsula."
 
'The power of the Korean Peninsula is great. But it is not enough to stop the blue and dark blue-grade monster horde that has become Zombies. Further, it is not all about stopping them. What is more important is to reduce the damage as much as possible.'
 
"We need to issue an evacuation order, and we need to move to Jeju Island, and if necessary, to Japan. Boss, wait here until Bogatyr's Great Sword is secured."
 
There was nothing Kim Tae-hoon could do about this problem.
 
'If Kim Tae-hoon comes out, he will be able to stop the Zombie Horde. But the worst situation that Jang Sung-hoon said before, is if the Immortal Wolf appears. Now, Kim Tae-hoon cannot kill the Immortal Wolf. There is no way, no tool.

'If Bogatyr's Great Sword is secured, the winner will eventually be Kim Tae-hoon, no matter what the damage is.
 
'All they had to do is take the damage. If they made time for the evacuation of the citizens, and they used the sacrifices of soldiers and hunters to prevent the Zombie Horde from entering the Korean Peninsula, then everything will be sorted out.
 
'Furthermore, if Kim Tae-hoon kills the Immortal Wolf, the risk factor disappears.'
 
Therefore, Jang Sung-hoon did not doubt that Kim Tae-hoon would make the same choice as himself.
 
"Boss?" However, when Jang saw Kim's eyes, Jang was able to guess Kim's intentions. "No! No! Never!" Jang Sung-hoon protested. "It is a monster who won't die! You can only kill it with Bogatyr's Great Sword! You can't win the fight! In the end, you'll be exhausted and go down!"
 
At the objection, Kim Tae-hoon showed the purple crystal in his hand instead of answering.
 
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[Orc Khan's Crystal]
- Strength increases significantly when ingested.
- Health increases significantly when ingested.
- Energy rank can reach the transcendent rank when ingested.
- Defense rank can reach the transcendent rank when ingested.
- Anti-Mana rank can reach the transcendent rank when ingested.
- You can acquire the power of Orc Khan [ Inexhaustible Infinity] when ingested.
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"I don't know anything else, but I won't be exhausted." With those words, Kim Tae-hoon put the purple crystal in his mouth. Gulp! Inside the tranquil Sistine Chapel, the sound echoed quietly.
 
Then Kim Tae-hoon looked up. Beyond the frozen crowd in front of his throat, Michelangelo's masterpiece, the Last Judgment, came into view. He saw a picture that made viewers fear the Day of Judgment, and the dignity of God.
 
'I will survive, but not alone.' In front of the picture, Kim Tae-hoon did not feel fear. It was Kim Tae-hoon who led the Day of Judgment this time.

The world has changed and so have the people.

December 31st, 2016 – the day before New Year's. Kim Taehoon was just casually shopping for groceries at the large store. Monsters suddenly appeared out of thin air. With the highly trained skills that he had gained from his previous occupation, he starts to hunt the monsters down and manages to win, saving countless people who were also at the mall.

But there are more and they don't stop coming.
Will he be able to survive until the end? 
Will he be able to beat the countless monsters that only seem to get stronger?
And will it just be monsters that he has to worry about? 

The journey of Kim Taehoon, The First Hunter, begins.
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Editor's views  - from Ekdud

The First Hunter is a short Korean, action-fantasy novel situated in a post-apocalyptic world. Monsters start appearing out of nowhere and people are unlocking strange powers. Those who unlock such powers are called ‘Hunters’, ones with the strength to kill the monsters. To fight and survive, that is their goal. Society crumbles and the world burns.

A very fun novel that dives into the plot almost instantly. The novel is interesting in a way that it depicts a lot of human nature and what people would do in a situation such as this is quite an accurate manner. The character development is also very good as you get to learn about the characters, their backgrounds, and their stories. All in all, this is another novel I’d recommend to a lot of readers who are interested in reading fantasy and gaming novels.

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