Lruska

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On May 28, 2010, the world was forever changed by the third awakening. Suddenly, smaller worlds connected with the main world and beings of different races appeared, each with their own unique powers. The world was thrown into chaos as people tried to understand and control these newfound abilities.

But amidst all the confusion, towering structures began to appear all over the world. These towers held unimaginable power, and those who were already gifted with abilities could upgrade and become even stronger. Even those without powers could gain them through rigorous tests within the towers.

As expected, conflicts erupted across the globe as everyone scrambled to claim these towers for themselves. And at the heart of it, all was Luan Dimas, a man who had lived for a thousand years and had amassed an arsenal of techniques. He was transported back four months before the awakening, and now had the chance to correct his past mistakes.

Luan knew that he couldn't let this opportunity slip away. He had to make the most of this new chance and take control of the towers before anyone else could. But with so many others vying for power, the competition would be fierce, and the battles even more brutal.

With his knowledge and skill, Luan would have to fight his way through the chaos and overcome any obstacles in his path. The fate of the world hung in the balance, and Luan was determined to come out on top, no matter what it took.
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The 'Earth' in this novel is not the same Earth we currently live on, so don't use our common sense for this novel. After all, this is pure fantasy.
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Rise of the White Dragon

The woman writhed like a hedgehog full of spikes, blood dripping from her lips.

Her wings on her back disintegrated and she fell from the sky, light as a feather. She looked like a kite whose line had been cut.

In the midst of a mud and water puddle, there she was, bleeding and gasping her last breaths.

"Damn, evil monster, die!" shouted one of the cultivators, filled with fear, as he closed his eyes and continued running towards Luan.

Luan let out a buzz of contempt. His eyes were red, with a mystical aura. He pointed his left hand in the direction of the werewolf, and a tree trunk emerged, opening into hundreds of branches at the tip.

The rain fell heavily, the drops being pierced by branches, leaving them wet and heavier. Luan's sharp eyes did not falter; in fact, this was his plan from the beginning.

Chapter 323