King Of Chaos - Chapter 365 Ch : Soulstream Fusion Divine Art

[You have transmigrated, named Gu Sheng, and are a farm boy.][This is a dynasty in chaos, where demons and monsters lurk and bandits run rampant; as someone at the bottom, you face hellish survival difficulties.][You decide to lay low.][You awaken a mastery panel.][You breathe a sigh of relief, you can start grinding.][You grind Chopping Wood to Perfect, chopping bones and breaking tendons with ease.][You grind archery to Perfect, becoming a godlike archer who can hit a louse at a hundred paces.][You learn the Iron Stone Fist, set foot on the path of a Martial Artist, and grind it to Perfect, with punches as heavy as a million pounds.]……[You learn the Longevity Eternal Youth True Art, greatly extending your lifespan, giving you more time to grind, and greater hope to lay low.]……[You grind to the limit, steadily laying low, and one day you suddenly realize, you are invincible.]

Adrian, a 21-year-old game developer, had just graduated from college with a guaranteed position at one of the country's largest game development companies, but instead of his dream coming true, it ended in a car accident after his graduation party.When he woke up, Adrian found himself in the body of a 17-year-old high school student.To his surprise, this guy wasn't graduating from an ordinary school, but from one of the gods!Having taken over the body of a young god, Adrian had thousands of ideas on how to use his divinity of creativity to get as many believers as possible.Adrian realized a great way to get thousands of believers quickly.“Can't I use my deity to make games and ask for prayers for believers to play my games? ”Do my believers need something to fight monsters with? I'll make a game where they can capture monsters that will fight for them and evolve!Do a red fire dragon, a blue water turtle, and a green plant frog look familiar? It's just a coincidence.Is my believer's technology too weak? What changes can an intelligent AI assistant bring to people's lives?When the God of Lightning decided to invade the realm of my believers, the creatures he encountered left him speechless.“The God of Creativity wasn't weak? Where did so many powerful monsters come from?” The God of Thunder cried out in despair.“I'm no longer the God of Creativity, I'm now the God of the Internet!” Adrian said with a smile as he ordered his followers to attack the enemy army.From the young god with the weakest and most underestimated divinity in the class, who no one believed could graduate, to the god the other gods can only look up to. This is the journey of Adrian, the God of the Internet.What to expect: - A God MC. - MC introducing modern things to a medieval world. - LitRPG elements. - Kingdom Building.

He reincarnated into a hunter world and became an underwater hunter.There were only 20 people in the entire country in this minor profession, but it didn’t matter. He liked the sea.“Crazy! There’s a real artifact?!”“Ahahaha!! How much is all this worth!!”But then, the Great Diving Era began.“Ah, it’s so beautiful… I want to see more, more…”“W-What is that!! Save me!!!”“Aaaargh!!! My head!! It feels like my head is going to explode!!”…It would be better not to go in there.

Oliver Patrick, the Greatest General in Stormfront's history has a secret - a secret not many know. They think that his Iron WIll was built overnight. They know not the path of suffering he walked, as the slave Beam, to reach his destiny as King, and then Emperor.This is that story. A true story, of progress, struggle, hardship and strength. A story of greatness achieved without a system. A story of how one unknown boy's struggle transformed a continent forever.//ExtractThe arm dropped to the floor, as did the head. Spear points raced past the falling corpse as the goblins sought to take advantage of his momentary lapse in attention. But the tide had already shifted. The equilibrium that had kept the battle going for so long was shattered. With no bruiser to take care of their front lines and distract his attention, the goblins in front of him were no match for his speed.He employed his misdirection as he normally might, feigning the same backwards step that he had practised over and over, before leaping forward, catching the goblin off guard, twisting his body to avoid its spear and forcing his blade into its throat.It let out a high-pitched squeal as it dropped its spear and attempted to stem the tide of blood that was spurting from the wound. The goblin next to it squealed too, in fear this time, as its eyes widened, seeing two of its comrades dealt with so easily in quick succession. Beam saw it take a backwards step, as it attempted to turn and run away. But he was on it before it had a chance. He wrapped his arm around its neck and drove a sword through its back.Rather than let the corpse fall to the floor as he normally might, he held onto this one, enduring its death throes. Once life had finally left its body, he shifted it into place as a meat shield. Two arrows thudded against it, almost piercing it straight through. But the time they reached Beam the momentum was entirely gone – though they touched him, they did not even pierce his clothes.Slowly, with his meat shield in place, Beam advanced on the remaining goblins. They both shared a glance with each other as they dared to fire another volley, before turning on their heels and attempting to sprint away.“Stay,” a brief moment of eye contact, and one of the goblins was rooted in place. Beam tossed his shield aside and picked up a spear instead. With a twist of his hips and shoulder, the spear went soaring, impaling the running goblin straight through its stomach. Its bow fell to the ground, as strength left its hands. It then fell to its knees, before falling face down to the floor, pushing the spear back through itself.