Desperate
Author: A_Raane
last update2026-03-14 11:42:41

Five more days passed. Alex had pushed deeper into the wilderness, far beyond where most 5th-rank warriors dared to venture. The monsters here were predominantly 6th-level, with occasional 7th-level threats that forced him to hide and wait them out.

His growth had been exponential.

Name: Alex Roshar

Strength: 412,000

Speed: 4,380

Talent: Fire (A-level 11/24), Water (B-level), Wood (C-level), Jade Body (A-level fragment 18/24), Light (B-level fragment 8/12), Earth (A-level fragment 19/24)

Martia
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