I Own a Funeral Home: Live Stream Following Other Streamers and Shock the Entire Internet! - Chapter 218 - : Wang Qjang’s Funeral? You Want Me to Host

Necromancer】, Originating from ancient Europe, these mysterious wizards were often male, knowing how to summon and enslave the souls of the deceased to create undead creatures. Usually, those who practiced this craft had frail bodies, pale complexions, and twisted psyches, shunning and distrusting others. Some, who mastered the art, could even trade their flesh for an immortal Lich’s life. But can someone tell me how to practice the art of necromancy in the 21st century? In a law-abiding society, I can’t even get a skeleton! Misumi Mikoto: Doctor Chen, come quickly and help me examine this body; I can’t find the cause of death! Jounouchi Hiromi: Doctor Chen, come check on this patient first; what exactly is wrong with him?

[Ding! You have extracted the Dragon Empress’s unborn child. Do you wish to claim it as a pet?][Ding! You have extracted all the impurities from the Starlight Sword. Its rank has been upgraded from Epic to Legendary!][Ding! You have extracted the skill: Lightning Judgment Lv100.][Ding! You have extracted the unique Class Blood warlock!]…After dying at the hands of the God of Destruction, Gabriel found himself in the body of an insignificant character in the game Realm of Ascendancy, before its launch and convergence with reality.Witnessing the world being obliterated before his eyes, along with his friends and family, Gabriel swore to make a difference in this timeline.Armed with the God-tier Extraction Talent, follow him as he uses his knowledge of the game’s future to manipulate both NPCs and players, turning them into powerful lackeys who will lay down their lives for him without hesitation.And all he needed to do was fulfill the unique condition set by the mysterious goddess who granted him a second chance.“The skills of those you kill? Yours.”“Their strength, their talent, their souls? Yours.”“Their loot? Yours.”“Their class? Yours!”“The resources of the universe? Yours!”“Their experience points? Yours!”“You will devour the power of the strong and rise beyond the heavens.”“Kill, KILL, KILL, KILL! Kill everything that blocks your path—monsters, humans, gods, whatever! Slaughter them and extract!!”

I got sucked into a novel full of villains and must tame them in order to survive!

“You saved me, to repay you, I decided to devote myself to you!”An Ran just did a good deed casually, but was entangled by this black-bellied, ice-cold face.“No... no need, I'm still young,” An Ran sweat madly inside, waving her hands repeatedly.The man, however, was very serious: “I will wait for you to grow up.”But, isn't your image of throwing a tantrum too unbearable to watch?Didn't you say you were like Cold-faced Yama, aloof and abstinent, with an eight-thousand-meter glacial demeanor?A certain brotherhood wiped a bitter tear and said, what's the big deal about throwing a tantrum? Neglecting friends for love, betraying friends for affection, and always have to be ready to be fed dog food. They just want to ask, such a brother, can we return him?