MTL - Marvel’s Disassembler - Chapter 68 Failure to sneak into

The strongest hero of humanity, Kim Sung Bin.

It started off peculiarly; first, his domestic cat refused to let him cuddle it.Lin Qiushi soon found that a sense of disharmony and incongruity began to pervade everything around him.Then, one odd day, he pushed open a door, and he discovered that the hallway he was familiar with turned into a boundless corridor.At both ends of this corridor were twelve, identical iron gates.he pushed one of the doorsThus, the story begins.Disclaimer: The content presented here is not authored by me. I kindly request that you extend your support to the original author by visiting jjwxc.net.Original Author Name: Xī Zǐxù / 西子绪

A man transmigrates as Dominic, an extra in a game. Being chosen my the Lords to defeat the MC of the game, he has to level up to the greatest ever limit. He has to defeat the MC but he needs some women by his side to help him. He needs the greatest harem. Exploiting them he gains not just a harem but also copies their special abilities.Just like a game, he gets to take down every member so as to face the MC.Please read on. I may not be frequent in updating but if I notice a good start I could release frequent chapters. Also support me with power stones.

The Jiuzhou Continent contains an era of chaos and fiendish demons, haunted by mysterious beings and fraught with feuding martial families, demonic sacred grounds, and endless struggles between various powers. Conflict is a constant throughout the world.Within such darkness, Gu Chen opened his eyes to this reality.At the same time, he discovered that as long as he slew these fiendish demons and ghosts, his cultivation strength could continually elevate.Killing a Panic Level Demon yields a decade's worth of cultivation.Slaying a Ghost Level Fiendish Ghost brings thirty years of cultivation....Eventually, one day, staring at the endless swarm of fiendish demons and world-renowned grandmasters in his path, Gu Chen chuckled lightly, “Are you able to withstand this fist of mine, charged with 1600 years of cultivation?”