mrant12

WPC 242 Gold Winner.

SSS Beast Apostle System and Survival Racing in Apocalypse.

When the aliens invaded earth, they didn’t come for its resources as many doomsayers had proclaimed throughout the years. 

Instead, they came for fun.

They came, flattened earth’s biggest cities and turned the world into a planet-sized stadium for their civilization.

The sport? 

Survival Racing.

Ferocious alien beasts were unleashed upon the ruins of the world along with thousands of alien death-row fugitives who were only told one thing: Kill the humans, survive the year and regain your freedom.

Elliot was a survivor. He died right before he entered the final 15 days of the Games. 

But as his consciousness began to slip away, a metallic voice rang out within his soul.

Mission failed. 

Activating sponsor’s Boon: Reverse Time Walk.
Activating sponsor's Boon: Beast System.

"Welcome to the Beast System. My name is Hawk, your AI."

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EXCERPT from Chapter 1:

Elliot screamed in absolute exhilaration as he smashed his foot on the brakes, just enough to fully utilize the power of his ceramic brakes but not so much that his tires locked up. He went from two hundred miles an hour to forty miles an hour in a heartbeat. 

He entered the sharp corner from the outside at the maximum entry speed and skillfully brought his car to the threshold of his tire’s grip. 

SCREEE!!

He took the corner at record speed like a professional racer and then floored the pedal to the metal once more!

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Action packed start. Please give it 15 chapters for the plot to thicken :)

This is my 3rd novel, I hope you'll enjoy it!

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Speed Is King

[Congratulations, You have levelled up to level 81!]


His levels continued to shoot up as Red cleaned up the Jagor Tawlon's followers. However, he remained vastly too weak to take on so many beasts all at once. And that was assuming that the beasts chargint towards him at that moment were all around level one hundred to begin with.


He could probably deal with a level two hundred beast by throwing all his summons at it. But what if there were two, or even three such beasts? Worse, what if there was a level three hundred beast within the incoming crowd of behemoths?


Elliot didn't dare to chance it. As hungry as he was to power up, he knew the wisest course of action for him at that moment was to strategically reposition himself.


Second Freaking Day