
In Hell, I Can Wash My Hands Infinitely
by Crazy Month
About This Novel
Under the scarlet sea, madness and weirdness ripple in the darkness. On the putrid island, conspiracy and betrayal echo in the shadows. Crazy murmurs came from the dream, and monsters in human skin wandered between reality and dreams. A young man with the power to travel between two worlds has been looking for a way back home. Green stood on the bow of the boat and stared at the sea, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth. The lycanthropy disease made him miserable, but it also allowed him to take away the power of others. The gray fog made him often hear whispers, but it also allowed him to freely adjust his abilities, so: "Uh-huh, you monster is a slow-moving blood cow, so I have to use agility to turn into an assassin." "What are you afraid of? The person facing you is just a reckless man in close combat. Watch me use all my magic to turn into a noble Dharma Master." "Your Majesty Duke, your spiritual vision is too high? Then I have no choice but to summon the ancient god. I think he will like you."
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Official(1)Scraped 11d ago
No written plan
I have written more than 70 chapters, but there is still no way to properly improve my abilities. I still rely on the first 20 points. If I have magic but don't learn it, I just end up wasting time on things.
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Official(1)Scraped 11d ago
No written plan
I have written more than 70 chapters, but there is still no way to properly improve my abilities. I still rely on the first 20 points. If I have magic but don't learn it, I just end up wasting time on things.









