Dungeon of Pride, Laplace - Chapter 16: Gacha

Ye Sang’s five daddies were all villains wicked beyond redemption who were doing bad things in the world. Eventually, they were all killed by the male lead!

And so, she had to hug onto their thighs tightly to prevent them from courting disasters and instead rise to the peak of their lives.

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Number one, the biggest influence in the business industry: “The weather’s getting cold, it is time for the Duan family to be bankrupt.”

Number two, the smartest villain: “Imma teach that Duan guy a lesson today.”

Number three, a genius in the medical field: “I’ve reincarnated and I will make him pay.”

Number four, the god of Esports, and number five, the god of acting: “Today, only one shall fall and one shall stand.”

Their little ball silently hugged one of their thighs. Daddy, Sangsang hungry~

All the villains who were on their way to take revenge immediately thought, ... screw that, I’m busy spending time with my daughter!

And then, the entire City A found out that these five vicious and merciless villains weren’t scared of anything but their daughter crying.

Everyone who saw this thought, ...wait, why does this scene look so strange?

Why are all these great villains busy raising their daughter?

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All these villains who could cover the sky with their hands never thought that the cute daughter they raised could be stolen by the Duan family’s little wolf!!!

Duan Jinyan hugged the girl tightly in his arms, “Why are you running? Sangsang, call me brother and my everything will belong to you.”

The Mc reincarnates in a world of magic and adventure as a Leech, follow his adventure in this mysterious and exciting world as he goes from the weakest creature to the shadow being that everyone is afraid of. Will he pursue the path of strength alone? Or without realizing it he will become the king of the greatest empire that ever lived.

In the Bog forest, dangers were in every corner. During the nighttime, the thick white mist blinded the eyes and the chilling air froze you to the bones. Once morning arrived, thousands of ferocious mutated animals as big as the hills roamed for prey.

Among them lived the weakest species on the Meer Continent, the Monster Species. They only survived with their tough bodies in the midst of a world ruled by magic power.

To the mage, they were simply pests that were easy to be exterminated.

To avoid the eyes of the mana rulers, they had to hide in secluded places; in the caves shrouded by shadows or in the dark underground where filth was brimming. But, continuing to hide was not a solution.

When warbeasts sharpened their claws, elves polished their weapons, humans feasted on their greed, and demons searched for prey with their thirst, an orc named Moku was born.

Moku was a world MMA champion who transmigrated into the body of an orc in the magical world. He had always dreamed of possessing superpowers; being able to jump beyond the clouds, shattering the mountains in one hit and running faster than sound.

Moku dreamed of having these powers. He used rituals, magical lore, and all the things that were considered myths and fairy tales in his home world to make him and his tribe stronger.

A promise was deeply engraved by him. One day, he would bring the war to those who underestimated them.

“The Second Cult Leader and the Prophet of the Voodooists died during the Holy War seven years ago.”

Florence Academy was a prestigious clergy academy.

“Now that the Voodooists are considered as a cult, who is the Third Cult Leader, where are they now, and what are they up to?”

Only I knew the answer to this question.

The Third Cult Leader was a freshman at Florence Academy. He was here, standing amongst the others in the auditorium.

How do I know this, you ask?

Because I’m the Cult Leader.

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