Dragon Martial Sovereign - Chapter 870 - 869: Refining the Holy Soul Domain

When they first met, they quickly registered their marriage, and she became his woman. From then on, she was cherished by the man as the apple of his eye, not allowing her to suffer the slightest grievance.He, the dark and sinister king of the Sovereign Empire, also a business tycoon, a hidden noble, cold, ruthless, and domineering yet charming, used all his immense power and wealth to spoil his woman to the heavens.“King, the Young Madam says she wants a 50 billion diamond ring.”“How can one be enough? Send her a truckload.”“King, the Young Madam threw down the divorce agreement and ran away pregnant.”That night, he cornered her against the wall, his deep, magnetic voice seductively saying: “Baby, where do you plan to go with my heir?”[Double Virgins][Extreme Pampering][Abuse Scum]

The world has turned into a hell, a place where the strong thrive!

After an ominous prophesy is discovered, the swordsmen of the kingdom of Ensis must band together to avoid the fate that has already been foretold.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.