Demonic_angel

Elias' world was destroyed right in front of his eyes. Only after his transmigration did he learn that there was nothing natural about its destruction.



The person who destroyed his world was the eldest son of the family he was transmigrated to, the Ashborns.



He could never forget his sister's cries when she suffered and eventually died from the virus that wreaked havoc in his world. And here he was, the person responsible, laughing.



Elias wanted to repay the favor. He wanted to bring absolute ruination to these people. And for that, he had to play by their rules. He had to become the Architect of an Apocalypse…

Legendary Architect of Apocalypse

As soon as the woman gave the order, a Mid-Tier Fables moved. Chains materialized in his hands, and they felt alive as they trembled with excitement.

Elias, on the other hand, didn't seem interested in them. He was still thinking about Astralious's words that informed him that he could recreate Harbinger's weapon.

It was a weapon that he truly couldn't forget after seeing it once, as it was the same weapon which had sliced through the ancient beast of decay in a single strike.

The only problem was that he didn't really know how to create it. Even though Astralious gave him some advice, it couldn't be any more vague.

What did he mean by supplying essence to his right hand? He had never tried it before. He wasn't even sure if these instructions were enough for him to succeed in the first try.

Chapter 92: Try taking it from me