Third Life in the PostApocalyptic Earth

Third Life in the PostApocalyptic Earth

Third Life in the PostApocalyptic Earth

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5 Chapters Ongoing Status
Last Update December 10, 2022

Third Life in the PostApocalyptic Earth is The yohananmikhaelcreation,The novel is mainly aboutName: Victor HuntTitle: Feral DemonAge: 16Level: 1EXP: 15/15HP: 15/15MP: 0/0Strength: 06Vitality: 05Agility: 03Intelligence: 07Skills: NoneCondition: Slightly RefreshedIntegration: 0.1%---Name: Victor HuntTitle: Feral DemonAge: 16Level: 1(MAX)EXP: MAXHP: 3650/3650QI: 12400/12500Strength: 420Vitality: 399Agility: 360Intelligence: 450Skills: Feral Demon Arts, Beggar Sect Immortal Steps, Unorthodox Crimson Palm [>>]Condition: Slightly Refreshed---It is frustrating to see that there is a huge gap between my previous lifes stats and my current one. I can accept that the Great Feral Demon like me had to face such weakness…The only sound that could be heard in the middle of the day was silence. No tweets from birds, or even a soft breeze of wind. It was just the atmosphere in Rotting Land that was expected to be experienced. But Victor didn pay any heed to any atmosphere; he was fixated on the matter of his stats.He was powerful in the past, and the frustration of remembering his power wa Read Novel

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Third Life in the PostApocalyptic Earth is The yohananmikhaelcreation,The novel is mainly aboutName: Victor HuntTitle: Feral DemonAge: 16Level: 1EXP: 15/15HP: 15/15MP: 0/0Strength: 06Vitality: 05Agility: 03Intelligence: 07Skills: NoneCondition: Slightly RefreshedIntegration: 0.1%---Name: Victor HuntTitle: Feral DemonAge: 16Level: 1(MAX)EXP: MAXHP: 3650/3650QI: 12400/12500Strength: 420Vitality: 399Agility: 360Intelligence: 450Skills: Feral Demon Arts, Beggar Sect Immortal Steps, Unorthodox Crimson Palm [>>]Condition: Slightly Refreshed---It is frustrating to see that there is a huge gap between my previous lifes stats and my current one. I can accept that the Great Feral Demon like me had to face such weakness…The only sound that could be heard in the middle of the day was silence. No tweets from birds, or even a soft breeze of wind. It was just the atmosphere in Rotting Land that was expected to be experienced. But Victor didn pay any heed to any atmosphere; he was fixated on the matter of his stats.He was powerful in the past, and the frustration of remembering his power wa Read Novel

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