My Apocalypse Territory - Chapter 302 - 299 Demon Tide Attacks the City

I am the sword.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one dares take ten steps.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one can take ten steps.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, ten steps? Not possible!
I am the sword, the sword is me,
On the path towards heaven, each shall wield their own.

Welcome to a world of survival!While they were here, they had to forget about everything that they used to possess and work hard to stay alive!From the start, aside from the seed for a treehouse, they had no other equipment. They needed to find the hope to survive in this jungle fraught with danger.[Unlocking the authority of the creator of this world of survival.]What was happening?![Failed to unlock the authority of the creator.]What now?This was a strange world. In this world, there were countless new fateful encounters and unknown discoveries.This is a story of adventure, focusing on exploration, land reclamation and unlocking the secrets of the world. It is a story about uncovering the truth behind the world. It is not a slow-paced kingdom building story.

Pick one of the 100 lord characters to be the final winner of the game “Territory Wars”.I became the first person in the world to complete the game using the world’s worst shitty character, Otto de Scuderia.I’m thrilled to see my name in the Hall of Fame, but I’ve been possessed into the game in the body of Otto de Scuderia, the worst of the worst.The memory of the experience is clouding my mind, but…If there’s no turning back, let’s just enjoy it.This time as the real Otto de Scuderia.

I was sixteen when the gods abandoned me.The Blessing Ritual was supposed to grant me power, a divine gift to carve my future. Instead, I received nothing. No abilities. No hope. Just another nameless soul left to rot in a world ruled by strength.Fine. If the gods wouldn’t bless me, I’d make my own power.For ten years, I clawed my way forward, experimenting with forces no human should touch. I pushed too far—and it killed me.Then I woke up.Sixteen again. Back at the Ritual. But this time, something changed.Time bends at my will. Blood moves when I command it.The gods still won’t acknowledge me, but it doesn’t matter. This world isn’t fair, and I’ve stopped playing by its rules. Faith and Chaos clash in my veins, and I will use them both.They wanted a Chosen Hero, someone to dance to their tune.Well, too bad for them—I’ll carve my own fate.