MTL - War God Long Ao - Chapter 31 Self-breaking 1 arm

Sixty Years ago, one middle aged man brought a Qilin that looked like a pug and a mandarin duck that looked exactly like a duck, walking into the Imperial City of the Central Plains for the first time.

It’s me, Ren, and this is my story: the story of an ordinary man from Earth, reincarnated into the world of a modern fantasy novel, full of humans possessing magical powers, demonic beasts, corporate empires… and, of course, sexy beauties waiting to be conquered.But I wasn’t just another extra, dropped into some random fantasy setting, I was born as the sole heir to a family with assets worth hundreds of billions.More importantly, I had a system of my own: the Lustbound Codex.It was a system designed to help me corrupt even the purest soul, unlock new abilities through sex, earn Lust Points from the sins of lust and the conquest of beauties, and then upgrade myself with those Lust Points.Step by step, I would walk this lustful path to omnipotence.So come.Join me on this journey where, armed with a wicked mind and this perverse, lust-driven system, I would rise to the top, not only through battle and politics, but also through pure, unrestrained, boundless lust.From voluptuous goddesses to cold CEO MILFs, from highborn heroines to naive, innocent girls, I would conquer them all, one by one.And my first target?Naturally, it had to be my best friend’s mother!I’d been eyeing that hot MILF for years, and her perfect hourglass figure had already been burned into my memory.She was the ideal woman to take my virginity.So tonight…“I’m going to have sex with my best friend’s mother.”=====================[Content Warnings & Notes:]* All Characters are 18+* No NTR(The MC only steals other men’s women; his girls are never taken from him.)

He was supposed to transmigrate to a magic world, but due to an accident, he ended up trapped in a massive library. The system assigned him a task: for every book he read, he would be rewarded with mana stones, until he finished reading all the books. A trillion years later, Daniel finally finished the last book! [Ding, detecting that the host has finished the final book. Calculating system rewards.] [Ding, reward calculation complete. Dispatching rewards. The total number of mana stones the host has accumulated: 99999999...9999.] “Damn, am I that rich now?” [Ding, detecting that the host has completed the task. Loading world...] ... Goddess of Fate: “Daniel, my divine realm needs expansion. Could you sponsor me with some mana stones?” God of Storm: “Daniel, the divine punishment is about to descend. Could you lend me some power to help me get through it?”

For a certain LOL competition, a certain online streamer famous for pissing people off was currently explaining and broadcasting it at the same time.

Streamer: This support, so tr*sh.

Streamer: If that jungler was my teammate, I would already be idling at the fountain and playing piano for him by now.

Streamer: I recommend that this player go back and properly practice how to last hit.

Audience: What bullshit! If you’re any better, then you do it!

Streamer: Daddy I really can do it.

Audience: Okokok. If you can do it then I’ll chop off my head so you can kick it.

A few months later, LOL’s veteran pro team TTC announced a new mid laner, Soft. A boy with flashy blue hair appeared in front of the audience and played Zed to utter perfection, killing everyone he saw, causing all the female fans to begin toeing the line of infidelity.

During the MVP interview after the match, everyone held their breath and eagerly watched this newcomer.

Only to see the boy accept the microphone, smile and ask, “That water friend with the StarTV user ID ‘Suburb King 101,’ my team’s address is on the official website, when will you mail your head over?”

After a certain regular season match finished, the staff member went backstage to urge the team members to go onstage and conduct their interviews, only to see TTC’s new mid laner and jungler standing in the corner.

TTC’s number one ace · jungler daddy Road pressed their team’s new mid laner Soft against the wall. He lowered his eyes and asked lowly, “At the interview, do you know what you did?”

That quick-tempered mid laner, who had solidified his image as a troll in the audience’s eyes the very first time he went on stage, turned completely red. “I know. I won’t curse at anyone… I definitely won’t curse at anyone.”