Solo Leviling Novels & Stories

“Is there a way we can do to help her get rid of all the poison in her body?” Levius nodded his head. “Yes, your majesty.” “What is it? Tell me,” Zev asked. “We have to let her bleed more. The more she bleeds, the faster the poison would be to remove from her system. It’s just that I couldn’t think of any safer way to let her bleed. Forgive me for my incompetence, your majesty,” Levius said as he bowed his head.

He smiled and said sweetly, “Pleased to meet you. I’m Stewart, the Mid Solo player. My ID in the game is Jin.” His smile was as sweet as honey, and his eyes were a unique crescent-shaped. Leon recognized this guy, too. He was the world’s number one Mid Solo, whether in a group or as a solo player. Other Mid Solo players feared him. He immediately shook his hand. “The pleasure is mine.” As soon as he finished speaking, another youngster with black hair approached him with an extended hand. “Hi. I’m Jonathan, the Top Solo player. My ID in the game is Jon.”

3:25 Lev: Ahh, Sofia 🙄 M: Hey, what happened? Lev: I got that bro, I'm taking a rest😏😅 Da: Lev, you will kill her man, go to work we need her alive 😒 Lev: Fine😒 M: I'm outside Da: You won't rest?😧 M: I will when I see her Lev: I'll be quick So: focus, please🤨 Lev: it's my job guys, shut up🤫

Third Person’s Point of View Lev’s expression was dark as he descended the steps of his private plane, his frame carrying nothing but himself—and the weapons hidden beneath his clothes. [ "Dolzhny li my dvigat'sya seychas, boss?" ] [ "Should we move now, boss?" ] Blending seamlessly with the crowd streaming out of the airport, Lev had his hands in his pockets, fingers idly playing with the ring that concealed a blade. "Da, konechno. Izbegay smerti."