Realm of Myths and Legends - Chapter 480 Competition At The Mystical Realm Palace Part 3/3

Lin Qing He transmigrated into a novel and became one of its cannon fodders. The novel’s background is non-viable 1960s, a time of want to eat but nothing to eat and want to wear but nothing to wear.

When Zhou Shu woke up, he learned that he had become a Forging Apprentice at a workshop in the Forging Division of the Great Xia empire.

Countless Heroic Spirits descended upon modern Earth, marking the beginning of the Heroic Spirit Era.Yet no one knew that Souma Kurobane, Alaya’s most beloved Nameless Heroic Spirit, had once traversed countless eras and Singularities.When Jeanne d’Arc was burned at the stake, he fought desperately to save her.When King Arthur and Mordred clashed in a tragic father-daughter feud, he was there to break up the fight.When Qin Shi Huang sought the elixir of immortality, it was he who pointed the way.…In a snowbound vow, he fought for his sister, ending the Holy Grail War in a single night after seven consecutive victories.On the Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia, he stood shoulder to shoulder with the King of Heroes to battle Tiamat, the Beast of Humanity.At the Temple of Time, he passed down the final magecraft to Romani Archaman in humanity’s darkest hour.…When it was all over, Souma Kurobane sacrificed everything to reset the world, fulfilling his destiny as humanity’s savior, and quietly returned to a peaceful, mundane life.But then — Alaya released the [Nameless Heroic Spirit Chronicles] and exposed him!Revealing to the entire world the deeds of this nameless protector of mankind!Staring at the video stream, Souma Kurobane could almost hear a devilish voice whispering:“Master… you still can’t rest yet~”***For every 100 Power Stones, I'll be releasing two bonus chapters at the end of the week.For advance chapters join my Patreon.Link: patreon.com/aarvanThis is not an original series, it is a translated work. You can find the original work by the name: 某综漫的神圣右方

[Matured Content]Isadora Skaldwood was born a fae of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. However, at birth she was kissed by the goddess of light and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction.Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain and shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities—the star price of the famous brothel in the countryside.But then everything changed when “He” appeared…Kraven Val Thrond “The Reaper” of the Raven Court, a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared to speak his name. Dangerously handsome with looks identical to a god, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness.Isadora despised him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos—taking her freedom just like everyone else does. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked.(Excerpt)“You want to kill me and at the same time, you do not” Isadora’s features were stern and the cold look in her eyes almost forced a laugh out of him.She got more frustrated by his silence, choosing to insult him and be done with it. “Does a madman not know what to do with a mannfae?”“I can think of a thousand ways to kill you,” Kraven replied in a velvety voice. “Like first throwing you off-board”Isadora's angry expression morphed into one of horror.“But that would be terrifying, wouldn’t it? Drowning in the dark sea, unable to breathe” he voiced as if he could vividly picture it—and him on board watching. “Tell me, Isadora”A cold chill crawled down her spine.“If I let you go, where would you run to, hm? I told you already this realm isn't kind to outcasts like us”“I'm not like you!”He chuckled lightly. “We're alike. What use could you be to this forsaken realm?”“What use could you have of me?” she asked shakily.“Oh love, I can think of many things but I’m not sure you’re ready… yet”