Cultivating through increasing my stats in America - Chapter 342 - 212: American Iaido Practice, Grandmaster Level [Shooting]_2

She has nothing, dying miserably alone.Born again five years ago, she threw down the divorce agreement and went abroad for further studies while pregnant.She is ruthless in tormenting the scum, demanding they repay her a hundredfold for what they owed her in her past life.Meeting again, she coldly leaves, but he relentlessly pursues her: “Mrs. Lawson, we are still not divorced, I will make sure your body and mind are satisfied while I'm legally in charge.”She leaves gracefully, yet he chases and pampers her more and more.

Edward, an 18-year-old college student, found himself stuck inside of a dark abyss.“Where am I?”[Spawning Dungeon Champion]“Huh?”Without a word of warning, He found himself in an unfamiliar body being forced to attack trespassers. Will he ever find a way out? Or will he be a tool for endless slaughter?Warning: Due to the nature of the novel the MC will be switching between bodies. That's why the status window was made the way it was. If that's not your thing you might want to skip this one. The progress is not reset though.

TW: DARK ROMANCE FANTASY

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He was Chaos, the shattering soul that was deemed to wreak havoc and the cause of thousands of deaths.

Fear was a cloak that engulfed his existence.

He didn’t want anything except to find every piece of his damn soul, until the little white wolf entered his life. He wanted her.

Chaos didn’t care if he had to spill blood more than necessary, still he wanted her.

“You will put yourself in a battle against them,” He said begrudgingly. “Give up the girl.”

Yet, he stared into his eyes and he knew he wouldn’t be able to change his decision, as if it was already written on the stone.

“The girl stays. Touch her and I will show them what Chaos is.”

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The eldest son of the assassin aristocrat Tuatha Dé.

The skill, experience, knowledge of the previous life, magic, all of which grows his power as an assassin.

Excellent assassins pass through. He was usually admired as the ideal lord, and behind it wielded a blade as an assassin aristocrat.