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Rise Of The Powerful Husband 117: Tournament
Carson looked at Raptor with evident confusion on his face. He frowned and asked, "Are you telling a joke?"Raptor snorted. "I'd rather destroy a planet in my free time than tell a joke to a mortal.""But that is impossible. How is William his son? Are you sure you are not making a mistake?" Carson asked. His question wasn't meant to underestimate or insult William in any way. He had seen William fight to protect Clarissa and his mother, and even witnessed him using blood magic, a very rare element. With all this, how could he underestimate William?However, despite all that, he couldn't believe that William was the son of such a powerful god.He pondered this matter for a few seconds but still couldn't come to a conclusion. He looked at Raptor and asked, "You have found him. What should I do now?"Raptor didn't respond verbally. Instead, he made a scroll appear in the air and handed it to Carson.Carson unwrapped the scroll and read what was written on it.After reading, his eyes wid
Rise Of The Powerful Husband 118: Tournament II
The crowd's murmurs and excited chatter filled the arena as the match began. Conversations buzzed around, with many spectators discussing the unexpected developments and betting on the outcome. The air was electric with anticipation, and every corner of the arena was alive with the energy of eager fans, all waiting to see what would unfold."Do you think contestant 18 stands a chance against Donald?" a young woman asked her friend, her eyes wide with curiosity."I'm not sure. Donald has a reputation, but contestant 18... he doesn't look like much," her friend replied, leaning forward in anticipation."Who is he anyway?" an elderly man questioned, turning to his neighbor. "I've never heard of him before today.""Me neither. He doesn't look like someone who can take on Donald," the neighbor responded, his tone filled with doubt and skepticism.Kate smirked when she heard the whispers around her; it brought her great hope that Donald would deal with William and humiliate him. She reveled
Rise Of The Powerful Husband 119: Tournament III
"I’ve been going easy on you, Donald, to show how much of a weakling you are. Now it’s time to show them just how weak and pathetic you are," William declared in a calm voice, but his tone was very cold, causing Donald to flinch a bit.He couldn't help but wonder where William's sudden boldness had come from. It was as if a switch had been flipped, turning the usually cautious William into a confident warrior. This newfound boldness intrigued Donald, but at the same time, a wide grin appeared on his face. All he wanted to do at this moment was to beat the confidence out of William and make him beg for his life. The anticipation of crushing his opponent's spirit filled him with a savage glee that he could barely contain."You are not the only one holding back in this fight. I won't hold back any longer either," Donald said.Then he began sprinting towards William, swinging his sword, ready to chop off William's neck with one clean slash.CLANG!BOOM!The usual clang sound as William bl
Rise Of The Powerful Husband 120: Tournament IV
At the arena, the current scene had everyone riled up. Some spectators couldn't help but stand in anticipation.Timeime seemed to slow down as William’s fist, covered in powerful flame magic, flew towards Donald. The air crackled with energy, the heat from William's magic palpable even to those in the stands. Donald, already mid-air, had no chance to evade the impending strike. His eyes widened in fear, a look of sheer terror plastered on his face as he realized the futility of his actions. On the other hand, William wore a cold smirk. His confidence was unshakable, his eyes glinting with a fierce determination that sent shivers down the spines of those watching.BOOM!The sound of a powerful force pushing a body echoed across the area.Following the sound, Donald’s body was sent flying like a ragdoll. He landed on the ground, luckily inside the battle arena, but he was badly injured. Blood spurted from his mouth as he began coughing violently, his body convulsing from the immense pa
Rise Of The Powerful Husband 121: Froster Family
Donald was dragged to his seat by the staff of King's Arena because he was too weak to walk on his own. As they hauled him to the clinic, he couldn’t help but glare at the broad back of William, who walked back to his lovely wife.A deep realization of the contrast between himself and William dawned on him.Now he knew that he was leagues beneath William.He realized he wasn’t as strong as he thought he was.He realized he had been wrong about himself for ages.Was he ever better than William? Was William only pretending to be weak to humiliate him today? Has everyone always been wrong about William? He asked himself as his vision went blurry and he lost consciousness.The crowd kept cheering as William gallantly walked back to his stand.Kate was still looking at William as though she had just seen a ghost. Her eyes did not move from his body even as he arrived beside his wife and gave her a peck.On the other hand, since the crowd was watching William reach his seat, they saw him ki
Rise Of The Powerful Husband 122: Froster soldiers
**Starkcom Hotel**Clarion could be seen walking out of the hotel, looking stunning as always. She wore a sleek, elegant dress that hugged her figure perfectly, and her hair flowed in waves around her shoulders. She strolled towards her pink Bugatti gracefully with a calm smile on her face, her heels clicking softly against the pavement.Nevertheless, before she reached her car, two huge figures pulled up behind her, dressed in black and wearing thick black shades.“Excuse us for a minute, Lady Clarion,” one of them said, drawing her attention and causing her to look in their direction.While their heights and figures were imposing, Clarion didn’t make a fuss or tremble; she stared at them with a calm smile as though it was another girl like her.“What?” she asked calmly, one of her eyebrows lifted in a questioning manner."We have some questions we would like you to answer,” they replied.Clarion frowned at them; she did not understand why they were asking such questions. "Is this
Rise Of The Powerful Husband 123: Frustration
Still at Starkcom hotel.Two burly men walked into the hotel with cold expressions on their faces. Walking beside them was Clarion, who clearly hadn't forgiven them for ruining her lunchtime. She kept shooting them angry glances, her frustration evident.The men headed to the second floor via the staircase. Once there, they thoroughly searched all the unoccupied rooms. They moved with purpose, checking every corner, opening every closet, and looking under every bed. Their meticulousness was impressive.It seemed these men were professionals at conducting searches in a business setting. Despite their intimidating build, they were cautious and polite. This level of efficiency and decorum was typical of the Froster family, known for their prowess in such tasks. Their movements were smooth and coordinated, as if they had done this a thousand times before.They could search a building with a hundred floors and easily spot their target with their keen eyes. The way they kept moving their no
Rise Of The Powerful Husband 124: Last one
—"The Foster family sent two of their best soldiers. I saw them at the Froster family soldier welcoming party. They suspect we're behind their missing young master, and they're searching every nook and cranny of the hotel. What should I do?" Penber's worried voice came through the phone, trembling with fear.His life and the reputation of his beloved company were on the line. He couldn't help but feel both scared and anxious. The weight of the situation bore down on him, and he struggled to keep his composure."This is bad," William muttered, not expecting the Froster family to send out envoys to look for Jack so soon. He knew about Jack’s strained relationship with his father, assuming it wouldn't prompt immediate action. William had thought they would have more time, but now everything seemed to be happening too fast.—”I don’t know what to do. How do I handle this? If I don’t handle it well, a lot of things will be destroyed,” Penber panicked even more, his voice rising in pitch a
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The world had changed, but it was slowly mending. The scars left by the apocalypse were deep, and the memories of those harrowing days would never truly fade, but humanity was resilient. Two weeks had passed since the hunters had emerged victorious from the Death Tower, and in that short time, the earth had already begun to heal.The sky was a clear blue, the clouds soft and white, drifting peacefully above a world that had been plunged into darkness for so long. The air, once thick with the stench of decay and the virus that had plagued humanity, was now clean and fresh, a reminder of the life that had been restored. Birds, absent during the apocalypse, had returned, their songs filling the air with a sense of normalcy that had been absent for far too long.The government, once crippled by the chaos, had reestablished itself. Leaders who had survived the ordeal stepped forward, determined to rebuild the world that had been nearly destroyed. They worked tirelessly, organizing effo
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William blinked as the light surrounding him began to fade, the familiar, comforting warmth of reality returning to him.The oppressive darkness and twisted landscape were gone, replaced by the cool air and the solid ground beneath his feet.He felt the weight of exhaustion settle over him, but with it came a profound sense of relief. He had won.As his vision cleared, William found himself standing at the entrance of the Death Tower, the same place where their perilous journey had begun. He wasn’t alone. Around him, the surviving hunters appeared, emerging from their own battles, their faces a mixture of disbelief, exhaustion, and profound relief.They were fewer in number—much fewer. What had once been a group of sixty had been reduced to a small, ragged handful. They looked at each other, their eyes wide with surprise and then, slowly, with growing joy as they realized what had happened. They had survived. They had made it out alive.Carson was the first to speak, his voice hoars
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William stared at the figure before him, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the twisted reflection standing just a few paces away. The smirk on the doppelganger's face was chilling, filled with an arrogance and darkness that William recognized but had never embraced himself. This was not just a reflection; it was something far more sinister. "Who are you?" William demanded, his voice steady, though the unease gnawed at him. "Why do you look like me?" The doppelganger tilted its head slightly, the smirk widening. "I am the Dark One," it said, its voice a distorted echo of William's own. "The force behind the apocalypse, the one who brought chaos and ruin to your world." William’s eyes widened in shock, and then narrowed in anger. "You... You’re the one who unleashed the zombies, who turned the world into a living nightmare?" His grip tightened on his sword, the blade beginning to glow faintly with the power of his blood magic. "Why? Why would you do something so monstrous?
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After venturing into the portal, the fate of all the hunters were left in their own hands. Each of them were sent to a new world to face a different challenge. A large numbers of the hunters died the moment they appeared!Some fought with their last bits of strengths, the zeal to survive pushing them further. Nevertheless most of them were unable to wrestle against their own fate. Some like Carson and Gregor survived. A lot faced unfortunate deaths, their fates ended! This was the job of the death tower after all. ....Mark found himself standing in a desolate wasteland, the ground cracked and barren, with jagged rocks jutting out of the earth like broken teeth. The sky above was a swirling mass of dark clouds, and the air was thick with the smell of sulfur. There was no sign of life, no movement, only the oppressive silence of a world that had been long abandoned."Where am I?" Mark muttered to himself, his hand instinctively reaching for the hilt of his sword. He looked aroun
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Gregor awoke to a world of fire and smoke. The ground beneath him was hot, the air thick with ash and the smell of burning flesh. He groaned as he pushed himself to his feet, his body aching from the strain of the previous battles. But as he looked around, he realized that he was alone.“Carson? William?” he called out, but his voice was swallowed by the roar of the flames that surrounded him.He was standing in the middle of a volcanic wasteland, the ground cracked and scorched, with rivers of molten lava flowing through the fissures. The sky above was a dark, stormy gray, with ash and embers swirling in the air like a deadly blizzard. In the distance, he could see massive volcanic peaks, their slopes glowing with the intense heat of the lava flows.There was no sign of his comrades, no trace of the others who had fought by his side. Gregor clenched his fists, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the situation. “Where am I? What is this place?”But there was no time for a
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As the hunters leaped into the light, they felt a sudden, jarring sensation as if the very fabric of reality had shifted around them. The blinding brightness enveloped them, and for a moment, it felt as though they were floating in an endless void. But then, just as quickly, the sensation ended, and they found themselves standing on solid ground once more.The light receded, and with it, the warmth that had surrounded them. Each of them opened their eyes to a new reality—one that was far from the serene landscape they had glimpsed before. Instead, they were plunged into separate worlds, each one a twisted, chaotic reflection of the challenges they had already faced. And worst of all, they were alone.Carson blinked, trying to make sense of his surroundings. He was standing in a dense forest, but it was unlike any forest he had ever seen. The trees were gnarled and twisted, their branches clawing at the sky like skeletal fingers. The air was thick with the stench of decay, and the
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The robotic voice barely finished speaking when the ground beneath the hunters began to tremble violently. Before they could react, the floor cracked open beneath their feet, creating a gaping tunnel that spiraled downward into darkness. Without a moment’s hesitation, William shouted, “Into the tunnel! Move!”The hunters, their instincts honed by the countless battles they had fought, didn’t waste time questioning. They jumped into the tunnel, their bodies sliding down the smooth, obsidian-like surface as the walls blurred past them. The descent was steep, and the sensation of speed was dizzying, but none of them allowed fear to take hold. They knew that whatever awaited them at the end of this tunnel was the final challenge of the tower.The tunnel seemed to stretch on endlessly, the darkness oppressive and suffocating. But far ahead, a faint light appeared, growing brighter as they drew closer. The sight of it brought a spark of hope to the hunters—they were nearing the end.Howeve
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In the inferno purgatory, Willaim and the hunters heard a very loud shriek that pierce through the core of emotions and inflicts all sort of negative emotions, including fears. William quickly pun around, his eyes scanning the horizon for the source of the noise. The flames flickered and danced in the distance, casting long shadows across the cracked ground, but there was nothing else in sight.But then the shadows began to move.From the darkness between the flames, figures began to emerge. At first, they were little more than dark shapes, but as they drew closer, their forms became clearer. They were tall, towering over the hunters, with long, tattered robes that billowed around them like smoke. Their faces were hidden beneath deep hoods, but their eyes—glowing a sickly green—burned with a cold, unholy light.Each figure carried a massive scythe, the blades glinting wickedly in the firelight. They moved with a slow, deliberate grace, their skel
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As William stepped through the portal, the world around him dissolved into a blur of light and energy. The sensation was disorienting, as if he were being pulled through a tunnel at breakneck speed, but it lasted only a moment. When the light faded, he found himself standing in a place that defied all sense of reality.The ground beneath his feet was blackened and cracked, as if the very earth had been scorched by an unrelenting fire. Flames flickered and danced across the landscape, casting an eerie, orange glow that bathed everything in a hellish light. The air was thick with heat, and the smell of sulfur and burning flesh hung heavy in the air, making it difficult to breathe.All around them, the landscape stretched out in a twisted, nightmarish expanse. Jagged mountains loomed in the distance, their peaks wreathed in fire and smoke. Rivers of molten lava snaked through the land, their glowing currents radiating an intense heat that made the skin prickle. And everywhere they l
