Dark Blood Age - Chapter 789 - Elder Brother Little Eight Is Awesome

[The return of the Great Holy Spirit, blood boiling! 】 The father was killed, the family wealth was taken, all the hands and feet were interrupted, and the revenge flame was ignited, and the Qitian Dasheng inheritance was obtained. Since then, the rise of the sky, God blocked the killing, the Buddha blocked the Buddha! Qin Feng wore a gold armor and held a hand of the sea god: “I want this world for thirty-six days, and I will return to the big holy flag!”

- Description from Fpzw (Translated)

“Darling, I want…”

In a world of magic and abilities, where the strong are revered by the masses and Hunters are treated like gods—Lucien was just a dungeon cleaner.E-rank. Invisible. Average. A loser.Obsessed with Hunters and dreaming of becoming one, but barely surviving on scraps with his crappy rank.Until a cleanup job went wrong—and he died.Or so he thought.[SYSTEM INITIATED]> Do you want to live?- YES- NOOne answer, and everything changed.“W-What is this... this isn’t my body!”The reflection staring back at him was… shorter.Hotter.A face too pretty to be his.[SYSTEM PROMPT]> Do you want to return to your old life?“YES!”Then...[SYSTEM MISSION]> Seduce the strongest S-Class Hunters.Current affection points: (0/1000)“...Excuse me—WHAT?!”And so, the story begins—with a loser trapped in a ridiculously hot stranger’s body, held hostage by a mysterious system that demands one thing:Seduce the top two strongest Hunters… or die trying.

In the wake of the first wave of shadow creatures, the world was plunged into ruin, a desolate yet enchanted wasteland. Humanity, driven underground, clung to survival while desperately plotting to reclaim their shattered world.But from the abyss of darkness, something miraculous stirred—a mysterious tree, shimmering with ancient power, appeared overnight. It chose only the strongest of heart, those with unbreakable will, gifting them extraordinary abilities. With these powers, humanity rose from the depths, waging war against the shadows.Yet beneath the surface of their heroic deeds lay a hidden rot. Corruption seeped into their ranks, and arrogance clouded their judgment. As their powers grew, so did the whispers of betrayal. The true battle may not be against the creatures lurking in the shadows—but against the darkness festering within their own hearts.A question lingers: When heroes fall, who will rise to take their place?