Apocalipse das Runas: O Senhor das Sombras

Apocalipse das Runas: O Senhor das Sombras

Author: Chefe Goblin

Meu nome é Chu Feng e estou vivendo em um mundo apocalíptico. Os habitantes deste mundo despertam marcas mágicas, e cada cor dessas marcas representa uma habilidade diferente. Eu despertei a marca das sombras e, junto com Feng Yao, que possui a marca de cura, nos juntamos a uma equipe de aventureiros. Percorremos cidades destruídas e espaços mágicos, onde o mal está em toda parte. Cada batalha é uma prova de vida ou morte, mas eu não recuo. Nos esforçamos para aumentar o nível de nossas marcas mágicas, avançando passo a passo desde aprendizes, tudo para descobrir a origem dessas marcas e salvar este mundo apocalíptico. Eu estou determinado a me tornar um mestre das marcas mágicas.

Apocalipse das Runas: O Senhor das Sombras

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Chapter 1: The First Bloom of Shadows in the Apocalypse

Deafening roars tore through the silence, the stench mingling with dust assaulted the senses, and Chu Feng’s heart pounded like a drum. Damn it! This wretched creature couldn’t have picked a worse time to show up!

He stared intently at the approaching black fiend, its blood-red eyes gleaming with a chilling light in the darkness.

This was already the third attack by fiends on Dawn Sanctuary this week. If things went on like this, everyone would be doomed.

Chu Feng, an ordinary young man struggling to survive in the apocalypse, now stood on the verge of life and death. His only hope lay in the impending Rune Awakening Ceremony.

It was said that only humans who possessed runes could resist these terrifying monsters.

“The ceremony will begin in five minutes! Everyone, assemble at the plaza immediately!” Elder Li’s deep voice echoed through the sanctuary, carrying a note of unquestionable authority.

Chu Feng took a deep breath.

“With these miserable crackers, you want me to work? Not a chance!” Wang Hao, the supplies manager, interrupted Chu Feng’s thoughts with his sharp, mean voice.

Chu Feng turned to see Wang Hao, his face full of disdain, clutching a few broken crackers tightly in his hand.

“This is what I deserve!” Chu Feng suppressed his anger; he hadn’t eaten in three days, and even this pitiful ration was being withheld by Wang Hao.

“A useless wretch without awakened runes—what right do you have to negotiate with me?” Wang Hao sneered.

“That’s enough!” Elder Li barked sharply. “Is this the time for inf

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