Strongest Counterattack - Chapter 2 - One Day…

The little princess of the Huo family, one of the wealthiest families, was mistakenly switched out nineteen years ago! The fake heiress is well-educated, talented, and doted on, while the real heiress is an uncontrollable girl who loves to fight, has a strange personality, and had dropped out of school very early…

A new emperor rules each year in Yohuachanca.Only the most delicious of food graces his palate; the realm’s most beautiful women fill his harem; his palace dazzles the mind in its beauty; and four priestesses counsel him in all matters. The life of an emperor is good, luxurious, and short. For at the year’s end, he is sacrificed to the Nightlords under the light of the Scarlet Moon.I am Iztac. A pisspoor orphan and the year’s emperor. A sacrifice bound for the altar. But the vampires have made a mistake this time. For I am a sorcerer, whose soul journeys into the secret underworld to plunder the secret spells of the dead. There, in the darkness, hides the power to drag the Nightlords off their throne. I have a year to find it, or perish for good.I may not be the first emperor, but I will be the last.

Oh Kang-Woo suddenly fell into Hell one day. The only things he had were his desire to live and the Authority of Predation. He devoured hundreds of thousands of demons from the First Hell all the way to the Ninth Hell, and even made the seven princes of Hell bow down to him.

“Why are you trying to go back? You already have everything that you could possibly desire here in Hell.”

“I have everything? Like what?”

There was nothing to eat or enjoy! The only things in Hell were desolate lands and hideous demons!

“I’m going back.”

He finally goes back to Earth after ten grueling millennia.

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