God and Devil World - Chapter 273: Master of Negotiations!

Polishing antiques in the basement was supposed to be a punishment. When monsters arrived, it saved Emma’s life. Now sealed inside a suit of armor old when the world was young, Emma Knight will have to master newfound powers she’d long regarded as merely myth; all whilst navigating the breakdown of society and delving through dungeons in search of the truth behind the apocalypse. How’s that for a Sworded Affair? What to expect: LitRPG, Progression, Dungeons and the Apocalypse. What not to expect: Harem, Smut, Drama or Tragedy.

[Healing is a warm love text, this article is strong and strong for men and women to love each other, double clean and double learning tyrants]

My mother is a movie queen and my father is a famous director. As a wealthy family, N Daining Youguang played a cameo role in my father’s movie at the age of seven, and the whole entertainment industry is waiting for her to grow up.

Debut is the top stream?

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Prosperity Beauty has the resources, and anonymous bloggers have millions of fans and don’t want to be a star.

Be honest and be a doctor, isn’t it fragrant to save all sentient beings in Purdue so as not to die young again?

She wants to go to bed early, get up early, raise flowers and cats to live to be 100 years old, and live all the life she never had in her previous life!

Youguang never imagined that she would meet a patient in her previous life who died prematurely and was not cured in time—the capital boss Shi Mochizuki.

Introduction two:

After the mother Xia Ying took her half-brother on a reality show, the younger brother was distracted.

Host: “Is my brother speechless when he sees the beautiful sister?”

The younger brother looked at the female star next to her who was called “prosperous beauty” and said with disapproval: “It’s okay, it’s only one ten thousandth as beautiful as my sister.”

The whole room was shocked, and instantly detonated the entertainment circle and exploded the hot search on Weibo.

Mom agrees: “My sister is absolutely amazing.”

Then one day, a photo of my sister was accidentally exposed.

Black fans:

“Brother, I will never laugh at you again.”

“Is this the beauty that humans should have?”

- Description from novelbuddy

“[System Notification > Quest Complete: Apotheosis Through Death]”“[New Quest > Make the threat submit]”“[New skill obtained > Sovereign hands]”In a world where gods and different divine creatures walk among mortals, power isn’t just a privilege, it’s survival. Most people rely on Visors, elite fighters who harness mystical forces to battle threats beyond normal comprehension.After a brutal underground fight leaves him on death’s edge, Liam awakens with a secret system. Quests. Stat points. Skills. Level-ups. It’s like a game, and he is its player.The first quest? Kill or be killed.Author’s Notes :-I’ll be updating twice a day, and sometimes more.-The MC will eventually get to a point where he is overpowered.-The MC will have contracted OP summons that he borrows abilities from.-The fighting scenes are well written, especially in such a way that it feels like its animated and with a high budget.-No harem but the book is open to romance and a little 18+. It is also dependent on reader’s wants.-Discord Channel creation will be done soon-This will turn out to have multiple story channels so sit tight cause it’ll be a long run-I will appreciate every form of support. Thank You!

...[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.