Eternal Sacred King - Chapter 3289 - : Saint Race

Ronan Phoenix was the second prince of the fire country of Avalon , whose only crime was simply exisiting.

Born with unprecedented natural talents and superiror elemental affinity he was hailed as a once in a millenium genius , untill one fateful day everything took a turn for the worse.

In a world where those born with the forbidden element were considered the most heinous criminals , Ronan became the enemy of the entire humankind once his real elemental affinity was revealed.

An ancient prophecy foretold the rise of a supreme who would wield the forbidden element and unite the entire human race ruling as the one true emperor , however the road to the top was perilous and full of dangers .

Follow Ronan in his adventures as he uses his talents to overturn the order of the world as he rises from the cursed to the revered , from an ant to the Dragon Emperor!

In a future timeline...

The entire world underwent a heaven-defying change as planet Earth was forcefully shifted away from the Milky Way Galaxy to another Galaxy by some unknown forces.

A New Galaxy completely out of their wildest imagination.

A new type of cosmic energy known as Mana invaded Earth, transforming its very essence as the world witnessed its regular norm shattered into pieces.

The cosmic energy entered into the human body as it forcefully awakened new genes in them which were once thought to be a myth.

The world's rules were forcefully changed as it became a place where only getting stronger mattered and only those with the most powerful genes were worthy of respect.

The strength of humanity grew and so did their curiousness making them emerge out of Earth and explore the new universe but they were shocked by what they saw.

Powerful alien races who were far beyond them in technology and comprehension of Mana, world-devouring existence, unexplored worlds, and cosmos.

This Universe was simply boundless and the word “impossible” does not exist.

The story follows a young man named Zeras Celestria, a descendant of one of the Nine Families who was deemed trash and sold out to a dark force that uses humans for experiments, due to his inability to awaken the Celestria family's powerful A-grade Lightning Hammer Gene, and instead awakened the trashy F-grade Multi-colored hair gene.

Thrown into a pile of dead bodies who were deemed experimental failures and life slowly seeped away from him.

Zeras clenched his teeth tightly as a mad taste for revenge flickered in the depth of his eyes, but also with a tint of helplessness.

That was until...

“Congratulations.”

“Host has been blessed by Chaos.”

“Host has successfully awakened SSS-grade Chaos Devouring Gene.”

Armed with an SSS-grade Gene and an undying will for revenge.

Zeras embarked on a path to becoming the strongest and dominating the limitless universe.

A path many embarked on but none ever succeeded.

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A Future Scene...

“Look Into My Eyes, What do you see...” A young man, with white hairs like the purest snow, pairs of lips redder than blood, and a face crafted by perfection itself.

Yet those eyes, no they couldn't be called so... They were instead unending black-hole of...

“I see Death, Madness, Pain, And...”

“Yes, I'm The Last Embodiment Of Chaos...”

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Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.