Infinite Competitive Dungeon Society - Chapter 253: Above the Frozen Land (4)

When I opened my eyes, I wasn’t just in another world—I was in another body.Specifically, the cursed husk of Dominic Nocturne von Morningstar—exiled demon prince, son of a murdered Demon King and a sleeping Demon Queen, and the world’s most powerless noble.Why? Because as a child, Dominic was betrothed to the Seven Daughters of the Seven Satans—supposedly weak, discarded girls. To seal the deal, a forbidden contract drained him of every drop of talent and sin affinity... and gave it all to them.Now, each girl commands a monstrous Sin—Wrath, Greed, Lust, Gluttony, Sloth, Envy, and Pride.And every one of them is dangerously obsessed with me.But what they don’t know is:I’m not the original Dominic.And I have a secret they must never learn—A cheat-like system has awakened inside me: The Lucifer System.A path to reclaiming my powers, rewriting fate... and maybe even dethroning the Seven Satans themselves.That is—if I can survive my psycho wives, hellish quests, and a world that wants me erased.

Then there’s James Bellini. His nickname? The Angel of Death.The man everyone fears. The man they all whisper about in dark corners. They say he’s merciless, that he has killed more people than anyone in the Circle. No one dares cross him. But there’s a secret, one that no one knows.James Bellini has never killed anyone. Not once.The rumors started because of a misunderstanding, a mistake so deep that even he couldn’t fix it. Now, the entire underworld fears him. Even the other bosses treat him like an equal, like he’s one of them. But the truth? The truth is something only God himself could untangle. And James? He’s just a man caught in the middle of it all.

One morning, after being bound to the system, MC started his routine of always being captured/ attacked by the ML.

The world is destroyed, the era is restarted, and the survival qualification called the lord is issued to everyone.

Territories, heroes, arms, treasures, resources, all the servers achieved by thousands of continents are open.

Qin Muye looked at his own panel like a cannon fodder, with a broken suffix, and he was rather weeping without tears.

There is no god-level talent, no hidden hints, and no anti-sky career.

“If that’s the case, then there is only one way to live.”

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