MTL - Vanguard of the Eternal Night - Chapter 88

Starting over once more, he has entered this “living game” again in order to control his own fate.

This time, he will not be controlled by others.

Previously the Level 200 Sword King, he will rise to a higher peak in this life.

Methods to earn money! Dungeon conquering strategies! Legendary Quests! Equipment drop locations! Undiscovered battle techniques!

Even the secrets Beta Testers were unknowledgeable of, he knows of them all.

Massive wars, life advancement, entering Godhood, sword reaching to the peak; a legend of a man becoming a Sword God has begun.

- Description from Novelupdates

Transmigrating into a fantasy world, starting as a typical rich and handsome guy, he has a useless main character fiancé, a sister who knows the future plot, and a distant cousin who is the reincarnation of his nemesis, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden.He becomes the final boss in a female-oriented novel, forcibly killed by the plot?Although he has a system that allows him to become stronger by binding with geniuses, Jiang Minghan states that as a gentleman who likes to stay calm and friendly, he just wants to be good to others and doesn’t want to be a villain.To avoid the fate of being overpowered by the female leads in the future, he can only walk further down the path of a villain.But unknowingly, when did he become the source of darkness, disrupting the eternal heavens?

In the Holy Grail War, who holds the artifact and beats everything?

Gilgamesh! It’s yellow hair! It’s yellow hair!

In the face of catastrophe, who can stand up and save the world?

Kurosaki Ichigo! Uzumaki Naruto! It’s yellow hair! It’s yellow hair! It’s yellow hair!

In front of the heroine, who can counterattack, the bull-headed protagonist?

It’s yellow hair! It’s yellow hair!

Who is Huangmao?

I am Huangmao!

- Description from novelbuddy

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.