Sacrificial Artifact System: From Bell-ringer to the Ancestral Patriarch of the Sect - Chapter 425 - 258 Black Extreme Palace

home until two massive figures appeared a few distance away from him battling for the rulership of the third seat of hellfire canyon“why did you teleport us here” one of the massive figures spoke furiously to his adversary“I wanted to teleport us here but felt a spiritual qi here in the boy and it made teleporting us here easier”“you want to kill us and give our powers to him ,I won't go down without a fight you know”.*******His body holds the divine energies of two gods. His comprehensive abilities are off the charts.And he was an ancient primordial being since the beginning of the universe. His name was Fate, and his body was dismembered and shared among the gods while his soul was dispersed and left in the mortal realms.

A story about a weak, small larva with a human soul, who travels all the way to become the ruler of the stars.

There was a popular comic that captured the hearts of readers not because of its plot, but rather the bromance between the two protagonists, a crown prince and a duke. Their friendship & mutual trust led fans to ship them endlessly, with countless fanfiction stories ranging from dating to marriage or even incorporating omegaverse settings.One particular m-preg fanfic novel became extremely popular among fans, where the previously cold duke becomes pregnant.But the popularity of both the original comic and this novel caused everything to become unbalanced, until something strange happened - these works of fiction turn into real worlds that collided, creating an error that connected them together.In the world of the comic:Carlton from the fanfic world gazed up at his husband with longing eyes. “Husband...” He pouted, “Why don't you kiss me today?”Alaric from the comic world recoiled slightly and goosebumps broke out over his skin as he moved away. “Please don't come close to me...” He said tersely.Meanwhile, in another world:Alaric from the fanfic world, pulled his beloved Carlton into a warm embrace and peppered kisses on his cheeks. “Darling, are you mad at me?” Alaric asked affectionately. “It's okay, you're still cute.” He leaned down to whisper into his ear before continuing. “But don't forget to comfort all our children, they think you're mad at them.”Suddenly, seven children barged into the room and called out to their fathers. “Father, Daddy!” they exclaimed.Carlton's frozen expression spoke volumes about his state of mind as he tried to process what was happening. His murderous gaze fixed on Alaric as he muttered through gritted teeth. “Whose children do you say they are....?”

A useless prince, yet brimming with kindness and compassion—his smile as warm as sunlight, illuminating this darkened era.But that was merely a mask, hiding the poisonous and mad nature beneath.A monster lurking behind a gentle shell.A system that feeds on stolen Heroines.He will outplay destiny—and rise as the world’s ultimate villain.