Dragon Emperor, Martial God - Chapter 63: Be my boyfriend!

It’s the beginning of the Apocalypse, and zombies are running rampant over the Earth.

In the world of war games

Red Comet: “Amuro Ray, what kind of ability is it to bully recruits, come out and face me if you have the ability!”

Lin Youde shook his head: “What you’re looking for is Amuro Lei, what does it have to do with me, Li Abao?”

Go offline and return to the real world, to Konaku.

Lin Youde looked at the steel giant in Gnaku and couldn’t help sighing.

“Gundam is so handsome~!”

Correspondent: “Dr. Lin Youde, I have your sortie order.”

Lin Youde sighed: “Have it started again, stupid soul bound by gravity.”

Entering the cockpit of the red steel giant and opening the open door, Lin Youde said seriously.

“You guys, are you going to start a war again?”

“I just want to play games in peace!”

“Lin Youde, Gu Tie, attack!”

- Description from novelbuddy

Hunter woke beneath two moons with a System that wanted a hero and built a bandit instead.At first, it rewarded raids, recruits, and “efficient acquisitions.” His small crew became legends: raiders, thieves, and accidental conquerors who couldn’t stop winning.Every fight made him stronger. Every victory pulled him further from the hero he never wanted to be.Now, feared by sects and hunted by saints, the Bandit King laughs beneath the same two moons that started it all because when the System wants a hero, sometimes it gets a villain instead.Content Warning: slavery, graphic violence, and a protagonist whose system messages will hurt your sides.Join the official Discord: https://discord.gg/GRcKN8YV

Reborn as a sister of a villain with no blood or tears in a war-fiction novel. Anyway, that guy, who plays ‘my brother’ role, is a villain who will be sealed by the Main Lead after losing the war. So I just need to pretend to be his little sister until he disappears. No, at least that’s how I think … ‘Something in your right hand, is that the main lead’s head?’ My brother won the war. *** “What’s with the suitcase?” “Yes?” At the tip of Dietrich’s long finger, there was a package that I had wrapped up as soon as he left for the battlefield. “I asked what it is.” “It’s, It’s a travel bag, brother.” “Travel? Alone?” Dietrich’s dark eyes glistened. The man who had just returned from victory had a strange smell of blood from mu*der. “Will you leave me?”