Loser's redo: Transmigration in a novel - Chapter 162 Meeting Varine

However, after a certain ability went out of control, the young chief once became a dangerous experimental subject 01, and fell silent for five years. When he reappeared, he was thrown into an escape game.
The spectators outside the venue laughed and bet one after another, wanting to see the downcast appearance of the former Tianjiao.
Unexpectedly, the trapped beast took off its disguise.
Before the start of the game, the monitoring system in the game completely collapsed, and the last image left was Ye Fei’s gentle smile:
“Hush.”
[Drip——The system is abnormally damaged, and the cause cannot be self-examined. ]
In the next moment, the global real-time game data was cut off, and countless gamblers who were “exploiters” were forced to log in by the game system.
Stripped from the luxury, what they will face is the fear hidden in the dark.
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Excellent hunters often appear as prey.
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[Game refresh, copy preparation…]
[Now the initial ranking is made according to the strength of the combat power]
[001——]
[Ye Fei]
【Eating Guide】
[1] Steady and skinny, the down-and-out boss is attacked by x, sweet-mouthed, black-bellied, and evil snakes
【2】Qiangqiang, under the young age, physical and mental 1v1, he
[3] The main character is very strong, he is covered in hangs, but he is posing (bushi)
[4] Some bugs may not be bugs but foreshadowing
[5] The three views of the role do not represent the three views of the author

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Within the dream of the dreamer, the one who was dreamed of awoke.

[Warning: Mature content R-18 ]My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre.As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade, a masterpiece of folded steel, dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however, they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon.Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic.Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated:“[Project God Executioner has been activated.]”“[Accept?]” the voice asked.With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise, not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.

“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?