Reincarnation Of The Legendary Sword Saint - Chapter 12: Beast Of Starlit Fur

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received 7 billion red pockets!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received 50 million yuan!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received a Lamborghini Aventador!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received 51% stock of a listed company!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received a whole tower worth 5 billion!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received the skill, Combat King!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received the skill, God’s Singing Voice!”

“7 billion red packets? How long will it even take me to open all of them?” Lin Fan complained.

“Excuse me, how long do you think it will take you to earn a million?” a certain random reporter asked.

Lin Fan was silent.

“Sorry, but, why do you keep blinking?” the reporter asked.

“Didn’t you ask how long it would take?”

[Contains explicit content, violence, and mature themes]Infinite Breaker Online descended on Earth, forcing humanity to play 12 hours daily and initiating events. Axir Grimspire rises to become one of the top players of Earth, one of the ten sovereigns, after five years of brutal warfare. He has everything—power, a guild, a girlfriend he adores, and trusted friends.Or so he thought.Betrayed by those closest to him, Axir learns the horrifying truth: his girlfriend and friends used him as a tool, his sister was murdered by the men he called brothers, and now they're casting him into Godfall Abyss—a forbidden zone where the player's death is permanent if they die there. No respawn.But as Axir dies, he triggers an Ultra Unique Event in the forbidden zone: the Abyss of Desire, which grants him one wish. He chooses to return to one week before the game's beta launch with memories intact.But his wish has consequences. Triggering the Abyss of Desire would connect the Abyss Realm to all planets connected to the game's server, a higher dimension world called World of Belkris, and gods from various mythologies would manifest, offering humanity divine boons upon fulfilling requirements. On top of that, World of Belkris is 50% different in everything, from the geography of the Belkris to the fickle luck that changes constantly to develop things differently from what Axir once knew.Armed with five years of knowledge and burning for vengeance, Axir begins his second run in a drastically altered game—determined to make his tools of his betrayers rather than being used by them and reach the top.--Discord: BjeQvXzZBB

Welcome to NecroCorp – Where War is Always in Stock!“Now with 15% off main battle tanks, because peace is bad for business.”Hello, traveler!Looking for a bone-forged sword? A modular mana cannon? Perhaps... a discounted main battle tank for your next kingdom raid?Oh wait, you're not a customer, you're a reader.Right. This is probably where I give you my “tragic backstory.” Fine.I used to be human.Then I died.Now I'm a Lich with a factory in a dead dungeon, a skeleton workforce that doesn't need lunch breaks, salaries, and a magical system that rewards me for selling stuff. So, I did what any sane undead would do: I started an arms corporation.Now I sell weapons to orcs, goblins, elves, humans, anyone with a grudge and a pile of magic stones. Need siege engines? Got 'em. Crossbows that reload themselves? Yup. Flamethrower golems? In development.But here's the trick: you can’t sell weapons if there’s no war.So when the world started calming down... well, I may have encouraged a few border skirmishes. For marketing purposes. Nothing personal. War drives demand, after all.So, if you're here for drama, explosions, undead capitalism, and morally questionable business strategies wrapped in bone and steel, you’ve come to the right dungeon.Just don’t ask about the warranty.There isn’t one that lived to tell and ask about it.

After putting a suggestion to add a mercenary in a bad Murim novel he read, Leo would finish a mission with his NPCs before sleeping. Or so he planned. For some reason, he was transported into the said novel as the extra mercenary added by the author. His loyal NPCs, a yandere secretary, a happy-go-lucky assassin, a sexy puppeteer, and two weapon maniac guys start to become sentient. He lead his mercenary band ’Hallowed Insects’ toward an an unprecedented future in a Murim most turbulent era while enjoying his time. Fortunately, they still have their futuristic equipment with them. Tang Clan have a Poison Dagger, they have a Photon Sword. Shaolin Sect has a Qi Blast, they have a Railgun. And of course... “How much are you willing to pay to employ us? By the way, Demon Sect pay us 50,000 Golds to join their side in the upcoming war.” ... he always sided with the highest bidder.