Flowers Bloom from Battlefield - Chapter 320: Turning the Tide

The Domain Of Gods exists!

For years, Cain searched for ways on his Modern Earth to travel to the world where beings akin to Gods roam about. Nobody believed he could do it, but Cain never gave up.

And after so many arduous years, he finally created the ritual that would transmigrate him to the Domain Of Gods!

When the ritual had actually worked, Cain should've been positively elated. He even managed to transmigrate into the body of a genuine Dragon Prince. But, there was one major problem.

Despite being the grandson of a Dargon God, he had zero cultivation for 18 years of his life!

But, instead of feeling despair or cursing his luck over such a cliche scenario, Cain welcomed this problem with a maddening smile.

Who cares if I have zero cultivation?! I will become a free reign expert no matter the means!

For eons, the world had endured 6 different resets—known as 'Calamities'. Each calamity introduced a completely new power system while eradicating the previous one as if it never existed in the first place.*****In the modern world, a virtual reality game — 'The Seven Calamities' took over the world with its release.With its intricate and complex worlds that followed a variety of power systems, became a common ground for the whole world.Kai Evernox was a 17-year-old orphan who struggled to make his living through the ways of Scavenger in the game. He, just like any other player, awaited the next and the final update of the game—The Seventh Calamity.Just a night before the update, a mysterious old man who claimed to be the creator of the game called in a press conference.“All that you thought as a mere fantasy, all of it was true. The Seventh Calamity will be the End. And the only one who can stop it from happening is you, my friend.”With that said, the old man perished away into particles of light, leaving the world stunned as system windows popped up in front of all human lives.The world fell into havoc, while a grin crept onto Kai's face as his memories returned.Now the question begs to be answered...Which path will the Primordial Villain—The Survivor Of 6 Worlds—choose?***it's not a VRMMO or Litrpg story. just that the start of it somewhat resonates with those genres.***

Chi Yue had never thought that the man she provoked while drunk would bring disaster upon her; if possible, she would rather have never met him at all.—“The day I'm released from my sentence, I'll marry you.”Chi Yue, dressed in a red dress, smiled seductively, “Fine, as long as you have the heart to send me there, as long as you can marry me on that day.”He personally had her incarcerated; the day he was released, all he received was her urn.

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family.But fate doesn't follow orders.Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything.A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness.She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist.But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed. She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing.They told her different names.A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.”Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.”A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.”Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?”The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul.Lara Norse Kromwel.Daughter of General Odin Norse.Empress of the First Empire.But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty.“This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!”