TruthTeller

Robin Burton is a young man who grow with everything anyone can hope for, immense talent for cultivation, sharp mind, a wealthy family that will stop at nothing to protect and nurture him. He had everything except the willingness to take them.

"Why would I take the same route as my ancestors ? why should I become stronger? to beat this and compete with that..?! THAT IS NOT WHAT I WAS BORN FOR!!" 

Robin didn't want to compete with young masters, so he made an army and started invading planets.

Lord of the Truth

Holak unleashed another strike toward the purple slime, causing it to explode once again.

This time, the mass of slime reassembled at an incredible speed. Before Holak could ready another punch, it took the shape of Pythor's head.

"You're only delaying your death!"

Holak roared, launching another punch.

The very fabric of space shattered before his elbow strike, and the force of the wind surged forward to obliterate everything in its path. Pythor's head was instantly erased, and the purple mist scattered through the air.

The city's ground was now unrecognizable. No buildings, no streets— not even a single stone remained standing. Everything around Pythor had eroded and vanished. Even the ground beneath the slime forming his body was dissolving, sinking further.

Pythor reassembled his face and part of his body even faster this time.

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