I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch - Chapter 754 - 722. The Purpose of Pope Lao Deng

People keep assuming I’m some kind of evil mastermind.But seriously, I’m just a son-in-law freeloading off my noble wife’s family.…Why does everyone look so suspicious?Wait—don’t tell me. Is it because of my squinty eyes?!

Leon is an average high school student who likes to watch anime and read novels.
He's about to cross the street, only to be greeted by a truck and died.
But, he got reincarnated as Uchiha yet dead again because Itachi killed him.
Leon got reincarnated again as the grandson of the recovery girl.
He got kidnaped and tortured by All For One.
After his third death, he got reincarnated as a son of Bibi Dong.
In this fourth life, he wants to change his fate to become the strongest.

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Five billion people in the world traveled to the killing world at the same time!

There were tens of thousands of races and demons here!

The law of existence was killing!

Endless killing!

How could humans find an opportunity to save the blue star in the killing world?

Dick activated the talent plundering system!

Congratulations on your gaining the level C talent, rage!

Congratulations on your gaining the level B talent, element!

Congratulations on your gaining the level A talent, space!

Congratulations on your gaining the level S talent, time!

Congratulations on your gaining level SS talent, retract!

Congratulations on your gaining level SSS talent, creating creatures!

Since then, Dick had embarked on a path of endless harvest.

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.