MTL - Pirate: Seeing My Proficiency, I Became a Legend - Chapter 73 Lei Lisa, have you heard of penalty standing?

Aron was a child of the unorthodox beast monger race that thrived in what many considered hell itself, Limbo. A place full of chaos, death and misery where only the strong, cunning and cruel survived.

Follow Aron’s vicious journey as he faces the most dreadful of beasts, the most talented of humans, and many other races for their power and territory, all for the sake of pursuing knowledge and true understanding of Limbo and the secrets it holds.

An existence that grows to be feared, respected and even worshipped by some wherever he goes.

This is the bloody tale of Aron Limbo.

“Why would I do something that doesn’t benefit me? Be selfish and be cruel because life will never take pity on you. If you can’t accept this truth then you and I walk very different paths.”

They called him useless. A Class E farmer in a world where strength meant survival.Betrayed by the woman he loved, beaten by a power-hungry King, and left to die like trash, Isaac thought his story had ended.But death was only the beginning.Beneath the earth, sealed for thousands of years, a forgotten being awakens, an ancient force of ruin once feared by angels and demons alike. When Isaac agrees to its desperate offer, he doesn’t just survive… he becomes something else. Stronger. Colder. Hungrier.Now reborn with a forbidden power that rejects magic itself, Isaac walks the line between man and monster. Each time he unleashes the Abyssal Overdrive, his strength grows, but so does the Corruption threatening to devour what’s left of his soul.To protect the innocent, he must become the very thing they fear.To destroy the kings who shattered his life, he must embrace the darkness within.Enemies will fall. Secrets will unravel. And when the kingdom of Carreon learn that Isaac is still alive… it will already be too late.The world shunned him. Now, it will kneel.

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”