Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages - Chapter 92 - 92 Many Purifications

After transmigrating to the parallel world of Blue Star, I, a top influencer, being exposed of having multiple girlfriends?Awakened a system, and the system has a kind of performance card prop which, when used, directly adds to performance?Fans:“Haha, it's good that this dead scrub was exposed, such a person should fade into obscurity!”“No way, how did this dead scrub's album break nine million sales, are you guys sick? You drop your fandom yet still buy his albums?”“What, the dead scrub's online store exploded in sales? It's all fans buying? What kind of crazy fans are these, get out!”“Ah, he broke five billion in box office now? The industry is buzzing about his fans being the top in breaking ranks?”“What happened to swearing off being fans and blacklisting him for life? Is this your idea of blacklisting!?”

Overnight, the whole world became gamified in Su Mo’s eyes

Not only can he use his life to draw cards

You can also see the hidden attributes of real objects

then–

He looked at the chandelier above his head:

[Item: A dilapidated chandelier]

[Hint: There is still one minute and seven seconds to drop]

Turning to look at his right hand:

[Item: A piece of the right hand of a young man]

[Hint: Due to long-term training, the grip strength is 3% stronger than that of the left hand]

Then look at the ginseng on the table:

[Item: A wild ginseng]

[Hint; it is contaminated with a trace of origin qi, eating it may make you more energetic]

…

Su Mo excitedly ran to meet the school girl who had just confirmed the relationship.

I saw a bright red streak of blood shining on my girlfriend’s head:

[Item: A Very Hungry Fox Demon]

[Hint: You may not be her opponent]

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Albert never had any big ambitions. He always thought of himself as a salted fish. After rebirth, he even opened the golden finger of the panel. This is a proper way to become a winner in life.

Just when Albert was planning to make a salted fish with a goal, the owl sent an invitation letter from Hogwarts, and he realized that he had traveled to the world of Harry Potter novels.

Now, Albert is thinking about how to become a salted fish with dreams in the magic world.

(Daily articles, for fans, not dedicated to alchemy, please ignore the title of the book, if you have any questions, please refer to the relevant works.)

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As a princess that could not wield magic, Princess Daphne’s only value to her kingdom was her arranged marriage. The task was simple, but when Daphne gets kidnapped and brought to the cold mountains of Vramid, she realizes that she’s in over her head.

She had heard of these cursed mountains before― rocky terrain, freezing temperatures, and the land was ruled by a man feared by many within the continent.

King Atticus Heinvres, the blood-thirsty ruler of the North.

Even though she had never met him before, tales were spread of King Atticus’s ruthlessness. Some said he was a monster, others claimed he was the devil himself, but whatever the story was, everyone knew of the man who had powers beyond anyone’s imagination. He could topple armies and crumble nations with just one wave of his hand, aided by what others rumored to be a cursed obsidian ring.

No one outside of Vramid had ever met the fearsome king before. Not until Daphne.

However, upon meeting the formidable man, Daphne found out that the king might not really be the monster others had claimed him to be.

In fact, what was hidden under that obsidian shield could just be a diamond in the rough.

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[Excerpt]

“Now… where should I put you both?” he asked casually, not expecting a reply. “It’s regretful that I only have one chandelier.”

“Underneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies don’t deserve this,” Atticus mused to himself. “The mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it over… Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?”

“Atticus!” Daphne screamed. “I don’t want any heads! Let them go.”

“Fair enough.” Atticus shrugged, and flicked his fingers.

There were two identical cracks as both necks snapped at once.

Daphne gasped, horrified. This man, her husband, had just killed two men with a flick of his finger, as though he was snuffing out candles.

“I told you to let them go!” Daphne cried out.

“Yes, I let them go,” Atticus said. Then, his eyes darkened. “To receive divine judgment from the heavens.”

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