Ranger King of Azeroth - Chapter 38: Silvermoon City

An ordinary student, a wretched peeper, a cowardly teenager with a kind heart. In a terrorist attack, he inherited the knowledge of countless elites, embarked on a path of God Jagged Tu…

He is an artist!

He is a mathematician!

He is a psychology Doctor!

He is a master of fighting!

In fact, he is a man

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A wretched, dirty young man is working during the summer when he was caught up in a mysterious explosion. After that explosion, the young man is then left with the memories and knowledge of dozens of the world’s experts.

He has changed, his heart has become cold, iron-blooded. He became a killing machine, his mind turned mechanical, calculative. Everything goes according to his plans and calculations!

In this magical, slaughterous world, a door is opened for him…

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Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. “Where are we?” “What happened?” “I thought I died!” Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. “I remember... I was stabbed...” ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. “I... I died in a plane crash,” muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last.“I got shot... I remember it vividly,” he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. “So how am I still here?” The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. “This... this seems familiar,” he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words “pairs, pairs, pairs” echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. “It can't be... don't tell me...” he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting.“I never expected anyone to notice me,” the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. “I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?”Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. “Eh... Ethan Rivers,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia.“Greetings, lost souls,” Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. “I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life.”As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, “This it bad, really bad.”

In a world of Mana Awakened powerhouses, Damian Bloodbane awakened into the Legendary, never-seen-before and utterly shameful E-Rank.E-rank.Before Damian Bloodbane, D-rank was the lowest Grade among all of the Mana Awakened in the entire world.After Damian Bloodbane, the world had its first and only E-rank Mana Awakened.It was worse than being Unawakened.The scorn, the ridicule, the mockery, the sarcasm and the utter humiliation he had to go through nearly drove him mad.Until one day…[Death Energy Detected… Absorbed][Necromancer King System Activated][Welcome, Damian Bloodbane, Sovereign of Death][You may select your class][Available Classes:][Death Necromancer][Death Knight][Death Assassin]Witness the rise of Damian Bloodbane from the Legendary E-Rank Trash to be the World-Strongest King of Necromancers! Or… will he?

When Jacob suddenly found himself thrust into a new world, trapped inside the body of Dorian Aurelian, the failed son of the baron lord, he was left with two choices.To either find a way to fix the horrible reputation Dorian had accumulated over the years and also improve the terrible state of the barony, or live the rest of his life remembered as a failure.Jacob chose the first option, quickly accepting his life as the new character he was transmigrated into.Luckily for him, he was blessed with certain skills to help make his journey easier.[Congratulations on your transmigration.][You have gained a new skill.][Resource Gathering:] Description: This skill allows you to locate any resources you wish to find.'Find me iron ore.'[13 Iron ores have been located 13km away from here.]With the help of his multi-tasked system, Dorian/Jacod begins his journey, conquering land, enemies, and beauties as well.