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After getting hit by a car, Nolan thought death would bring him peace. But instead of resting in heaven, he wakes up in a world of gods and power.


Reincarnated in the Academy of Heavenly Descendants, Nolan now finds himself surrounded by the heirs of mythological deities—each wielding divine power beyond imagination.


But there's a problem: the body he reincarnated into is cursed.


Without the ability to cultivate Divine Essence, Nolan is labeled as worthless, an outcast in a world where strength means everything.


Just as he’s about to lose hope, a voice echoes in his mind:


[Congratulations, Host Has Awakened The God King System!]


[Initial Bloodline Scan Beginning...]


[Scan Completed]


[Host Has Awakened the Power of Kratos, the God of Strength and War!]


Equipped with a system that enables him to contract thousands of various mythological bloodlines, Nolan journeys across the limitless planes of existence, searching for the absolute power to achieve his ultimate goal—freedom!


A path many have embarked on, but none have succeeded.


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God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

"Your ability is impressive, I'll give you that," Nolan said as he slowly walked forward.

About twenty meters from him stood a dark-robed figure, with chains trailing down from his arms.

One could see his turbid-looking eyes containing slight shock from beneath his robes as Nolan stepped forth, a milky white light flaring on his right, a dagger appearing in his palm.

"Unfortunately, this is where it ends..." Nolan finished.

"Tch, in your dreams, piece of trash!" the figure shouted loud as he became a mass of shadows that rapidly moved toward Nolan like a phantom, the dark chain whipping straight for Nolan's face.

Nolan's smirk widened to his ears.

What followed in the next instant was a fiery loud explosion, followed by a blade piercing into flesh and a cut-off scream.

Tracking Them Down