In my last life, I joined the "Demon Killing Game" midway and was ostracized by the law enforcement circle because of my background and became cannon fodder.
It wasn't until the assessment came that I realized that crouching down to survive was just a trap, and I eventually died tragically at the hands of the Demon Slayer King.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the beginning of the game.
In this life, I will never pray for acceptance again!
I want to personally form my team, conquer the top warriors from my past life, and save those friends who have helped me.
While other law enforcers were still kneeling down to survive, my team had begun to hunt demons and slay and synthesize divine armor.
When the Demon Slayer King came again, I held the ultimate weapon that no one could synthesize in my previous life and pointed my sword at its throat:
"This time, it's time to change the identities of hunter and prey."
Give yourself some encouragement
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