Chapter 146
Author: Nengi_Christian
last update Last Updated: 2023-03-14 22:47:38

The jester was determined to kill Corey, and he was determined to have fun with her. Her first swing had zero effect on him, she was below his level. Corey shrugged it off like it was nothing and clambered on. She kept trying, pulling different weapons and if he considered her a real threat he might have fought back but his determination to just have fun while getting to the top was stronger. And he wanted that wish. He wanted to ask for his full potential. If that was even possible.

He was sure they were pranking him, for one reason only. No one has something this powerful as a prize.

NewAge: AGREED. THEY MOST LIKELY KILLED EVERYONE BEFORE THEY COULD GET TO THE TOP. AS YOU KNOW, IT'S A DEATH GAME. BUT DID YOU KNOW NO ONE HAS EVER WON IT?

That didn't surprise Corey. This con sounded normal, especially with the jester claiming he was cheating. She was attacking him because she knew he was going to make it to the top. Corey turned his neck, to see one of his competitors fall off a clif
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