A Cold-Blooded POV - Chapter 26 Arrival Of The Enforcers

Dave couldn't help but chuckle at the mess he was stuck in. He was lying under the shade of a tree, one of his hands was missing, one of his legs was broken, and most of his torso was melted by acid. He is going to die, a very slow and ruthless death.In his last moments, he could not help but be reminiscent of the life before this stupid game. He was a cook, living in a small town. He lived a pretty typical life at that time. But all of that changed, when was kidnapped on the way to his home. He was kidnapped by the same gods whose existence was nothing more than a piece of fiction for him.He was thrown into another dimension and forced into a game called R3T or Race to the Top. The game itself was pretty simple, every player had to cross the 9 worlds comprising this dimension, and the first one to cross the 9th world would be given a very special reward. Any wish winner would be granted by the Gods.Furthermore, Gods would entice players in joining their familia, with the promise of power to survive in this dangerous world. But joining the familia only bounded players in shackles. Players were meant to be puppets of Gods, cheap soldiers that they use to fight amongst themselves…But he stayed true to his path, he didn't care about fights amongst gods nor did he care about winning. He just wanted his freedom, he wanted to get back to his normal life. As he laid under the tree, slowing dying, it seemed to him that it was too much to ask forDINGThe God Hater has given you his helping hand. Will you take it?Y/NSeeing the message he smiled. Now it seems that this isn't the end of his journey.

We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’.They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror.And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me.[Ding... Activation of the world tree system]

Logan ends up in a world of familiars, where everyone can make a contract with a familiar to get super power and grow stronger.The first familiar Logan summons is a legendary angel, and it draws a lot of shock and envy.But fate messes with him, because right when Logan is about to make a contract with the angel, the angel looks down on his plain background.“Someone as noble as me—how can I be driven by a low-born bloodline?”After that, she goes over to the noble-born school beauty, leaving the whole crowd full of sneers.Right then, Logan awakens a system, and he can see all a familiar's hidden info and evolve their bloodlines, talents, and skills without limit.“Since it won't listen, I'll switch it out, the next one will be more obedient!”With everyone laughing at him, he just made a contract with a low-level succubus.“A low-level succubus? Once this kind of familiar gets off the bed, its fighting power isn't even as good as a hyena!”“A loser with a succubus—this kid will never have to worry about women anymore, haha!”...Many years later.When demon fire lights up the stars and blood-red wings cover the sky, people finally realize—standing behind Logan are all those ancient, scary beings from myths and legends.

A rookie clerk asked his senior curiously: I heard our President is already married?