Cultivating Disciples to Breakthrough - Chapter 1011 "Happily" Joining the Gathering

After the 25th failed blind date, Chen Ji learned from the pain and decided to take the initiative to find a blind date on a public account in the same city.

The official account is very powerful, and I recommended four girls to him:

The first one, female, human, 28 years old, doctor, lived in the apocalypse four months after the sun went out.

The second one, the Nine Realms Human Race, the Empress of Destiny, fell asleep for 100,000 years after being invincible.

The third one, the daughter of the sheriff, is an ancient lady who is good at embroidery and loves poetry. She claims to have written a sequel to “Dream of Red Mansions”.

The fourth one, the descendant of the god, the saint of light, exudes a black aura all over her body, her limbs are twisted, and she is locked at the bottom of the church to pray devoutly.

At first, Chen Ji thought they were playing role-playing, but he didn’t realize until later——

“No, are you all real?”

“How does this allow me to meet you on a blind date?”

“I just had a blind date, how did I save the world?”

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We have all heard the legends of great wizards, but do we know how those stories begin? Ardan Egobar, a young man living in a remote corner of the New Monarchy Empire, does not. He doesn't realize that this story is about him. Not yet...In a world where steam locomotives chug along iron rails, where massive airships hover in the skies, where in the cities you might encounter orcs in suits involved in organized crimes, dwarves with cigars controlling major banks, or elves strutting down fashionable boulevards, where humans have built vast nations on the brink of a world war, almost anything seems possible.Maybe, in such a world, even an ordinary young man, the last of the mountain hunters, might one day become the greatest wizard in history.

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—“Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you.”Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, “the Just”, the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.

Aku was not the hero destined to save the world, nor the princess destined to be rescued.He was the demon king. Born without a name, without form, without freedom, predestined to die at the hands of the hero from his birth.However, Aku decided to defy fate. He took over the hero's body to find his freedom.It was then that an angel spoke to him, believing he was the hero who had failed to defeat the demon king.The angel told him that countless worlds and countless demon kings existed; those heroes who failed their mission were sent to an academy to amend their mistake.Now Aku will find himself caught up in battles with other demon kings and wars in other worlds while deciding whether to choose the path of good or allow himself to be consumed by darkness.