Crusader King - Chapter 72: Wooden World(8)

Five billion people in the world traveled to the killing world at the same time!

There were tens of thousands of races and demons here!

The law of existence was killing!

Endless killing!

How could humans find an opportunity to save the blue star in the killing world?

Dick activated the talent plundering system!

Congratulations on your gaining the level C talent, rage!

Congratulations on your gaining the level B talent, element!

Congratulations on your gaining the level A talent, space!

Congratulations on your gaining the level S talent, time!

Congratulations on your gaining level SS talent, retract!

Congratulations on your gaining level SSS talent, creating creatures!

Since then, Dick had embarked on a path of endless harvest.

Thrown into a brutal world of swords and sorcery, his memories stolen by an unseen force, Magnus wanted only one thing: to go home.But every kingdom, devil, and god — along with regressors, possessors, and fellow reincarnators — seeks to carve him apart.Survival demands war. War demands survival.And with a System that hides more than it reveals, Magnus is dragged down a bloodstained path... one battle, one betrayal, one broken world at a time.

The literature of this other world was atrocious.So, I plagiarized.Don Quixote, Anna Karenina, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, The Metamorphosis… I thought that unraveling the literature of the original world would advance the literature of this other world.“Those who dream and those who do not, who really is the mad one?”“To live or to die, that is the question.”“No matter how fatal the mistake, it is different from a sin.”But then, people began to immerse themselves too deeply in the novels I plagiarized.Can’t a novel just be seen as a novel…?

[Unique Trait – Those you meet will remember you. No matter what happens, they will remember you forever.] In a world on the brink of ruin, people summoned to save it are categorized as heroes and extraterrestrial workers, abbreviated as “foreign workers.”For some reason, I became a foreign worker who is loved by transcendents that view humans as mere insects.