I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly - Chapter 580 - 322: Drugged Glowing Cuisine, Ning Yuantais Praise (4K)_2

Protect humanity from anomalies.

Game has become reality, toppling the world’s rules. Humanity has entered an era of global class awakening.Demonic creatures wreak havoc! Secret realms and dungeons proliferate!Terror and treasures coexist! Danger and opportunity walk hand in hand!Only by becoming a class user! And raising your level and becoming stronger! Only then can you stand at the top of the world!On the day of his class awakening, Lin Moyu became a Necromancer, which is a unique hidden class.He obtained a godly talent. Despite being merely a level 1 talent, it amplifies all skills by 10 times.He obtained a godly passive skill, which transfers all damage he suffers to his summons.As a result, so long as his summons aren’t completely annihilated, Lin Moyu won’t die.“An endless swarm of Godly Skeletal Warriors!”“Millions upon millions of Lichs!”“Countless Undead Bone Dragons!”“Can you handle it?”Subjected to curses, gods transform into white bones.When corpses explode, the sky topples and the world collapses.“I sit high upon a throne of bones, treading the boundary between life and death.”“I am a disaster!”

In the eyes of outsiders, Luo Das is a perfect lady from a famous family. During a trip to the museum, she traveled back to the ancient kingdom generation a thousand years ago and became a statue of the goddess of the river established in the temple.
After spending three days and nights as a stone statue, Luotas saw Eleuil, the daughter of the previous king who was exiled to the temple. The little girl raised her eyes and looked at the statue silently and stubbornly.
The most legendary woman in the history of the kingdom, the battlefield death god who fought all her life but was poisoned before ascending the throne, is just a seemingly lonely little princess at the moment.
Lotus: Well, it’s kind of cute.
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Eleuil was exiled to a remote temple by her uncle, thinking that she would face a bleak future. She looked up at the statue and thought: If the gods really exist, please appear in front of me.
So that night, the gods fell into a dream and reached out to her, which determined her lifelong beliefs.
The young princess knelt in front of the statue and bowed her head reverently: “I will always respect you, believe in you, never betray, never blaspheme, and swear to you in the name of Eleuil!”
Ten years later, it was she who held the icy wrist hanging down from the idol and kissed, and sighed uncontrollably: “Please forgive my offense, my eternal god and sweetheart, only you, I can’t let go.”
Luodus: What about the cutie you said? ? ?
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——The legend of the ancient queen and the gods will eventually become the most magnificent chapter in the interweaving of myths and history, and it will be passed down for thousands of years.
Reading tips:
1. The cool and glamorous queen who kills decisively × the elegant and abstinent goddess of decathlon
2. The background of this article refers to the overhead ancient countries of ancient Egypt, Babylon and other civilizations. It is not a serious fantasy, and the name is as easy to remember as possible.
3. Contains the settings of past and present life
4. Emotional interaction takes place after both protagonists become adults
5. Update every day around 12:00 noon, compare your heart

Content tags: strong, special love, travel through time and space, epic fantasy
Search keywords: Protagonist: Luodus, Eleuil ┃ Supporting role: Gods of Solanchia, people of the kingdom, and hostile forces ┃ Others: HE, 1v1, ability, god, ancient country, Western fantasy

- Description from novelbuddy

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go.Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass.Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons.On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes.A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past.Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.