I Transmigrated As A Prison Guard And Suppressed The Princess - Chapter 1501

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.

After the ‘100-Year War’ between the Necromancers and Priests, an all-time genius who’ll shake the power structure was born. “Am I a rare case or something? Do I have talent?” A potential beyond all imagination. He obtained his father’s undead army and entered the great Necromancer school of Kizen that divided the continent. Geniuses are geniuses, even when gathered among the elites. The research community was flipped on its head by the appearance of a new case. Professors wouldn’t leave him be alone, wanting to make him study directly under them. Officials from all over the kingdom and heads of organizations fidgeted over whether to scout him. “Professor! When can I make a Lich?” “Gimme a break. How talented are you? You’re crossing the line, honestly.” A genius among geniuses had appeared.

Four years ago, Anna Thornton was deceived by a rotten man and vowed to make him 'pay with blood'!“President Sterling, the paternity test results indicate that the baby Miss Thornton brought back is indeed your biological child.”Conrad Sterling flips the table and sets a flag: “Destroy the test results, no matter what tricks that woman plays, I will never marry her.”However, after marriage, a certain cold-faced president's face was continuously slapped.“President Sterling, something's wrong! Madam intends to snatch the resources of your ex-girlfriend, the film queen Marilyn Ford.”Conrad Sterling: “Give her!”“President Sterling, something's wrong! Madam has formed an alliance with your archenemy and intends to steal the company's confidential files.”Conrad Sterling: “Give her!”“President Sterling, something's wrong! Madam wants to sell all your company's stocks at a low price!”“Give her! Anyway, she can never divorce in this life. Ask her if she'd prefer to use the money from selling the company to support me or let me earn money to support her?”Due to the overly pampered married life, Anna simply couldn't take it anymore!“Conrad Sterling, I'm here for revenge, please respect that!”

Jin Rou wanted to be a cultivator who defied the heavens, and surpassed all limits.

Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I’m stuck here. Arrogant young masters? Heavenly tribulations? Cultivating for days on end, then getting into life or death battles?

Yeah, no thanks. I’m getting out of here.

In which a transmigrator decides that the only winning move is not to play.