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... nt pack of wolves that sat at the edge of the forest while throwing giant fireballs at the wall. Their bodies were half-hidden by the trees, making it easy for them to dodge the stray arrows and missiles that the other Mages on the walls were throwing at them, and while some wolves occasionally fell, the number of wolves that died each second was alarmingly low. The distance between Cyra’s walls and the wolves was simply too great for many of the [Archers] to easily hit the monsters with arrows, ...

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Senior Brother, Stop It, You Are A Villain!

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Feng Shao, who traveled to another world, only wants to make the sect flourish.But gradually, Feng Shao realized that something was wrong.Why do some people always have frighteningly high luck?Why are there always some people who can easily win the favor of beautiful women?Why do people always go around casually, and treasures automatically come to the door?Also, why do these guys always find trouble with him?Even the master who has always favored me has begun to despise me?Feng Shao, who was in charge of the mysterious artifact Tianhua Jade Slip, finally discovered that in the process of using the Tianhua Jade Slip, his own luck would gradually change to the direction of a villain.So I’m going to be a stepping stone to these sons of fortune?I, Feng Shao, must never be led by a dog so easily! If I’m not allowed here, then I’ll break out of my own world!

Chapter 98 – Macal’s strength

Wildness and Masks

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(Isekai, Fantasy, Non-transmigration, Unconventional, Ensemble cast, Meticulously crafted setting, Multiple identities, Light novel, Succubus)I have many masks, and each has its own story.I am the unremarkable little artist of the Church of Dawn; the strongest apprentice in the gladiator arena; the killing machine in the eyes of goblins... The holy nun beneath the sunlight is me, and so is the old gentleman on the train... I have hurried through underground tunnels in escape, and I have left behind beautiful legends on the frontier...Beneath the mask, there is an even more beautiful mask; within the lie, there often lies a hidden truth...My name is Ogre. A child raised by ogre since birth. It's a pleasure to meet you.