Supreme Archer: Taking The Game's Weakest Class To The Top - Chapter 160: The Second Coming Of The Archer (3)

“Is this a game or reality?” - Michael Norman*****Apocalypse descended, and reality transformed into a game for a select few known as Awakeners.Between the ages of 16 and 18, every teenager had the chance to awaken a class and attain supernatural powers. Awakeners would then venture into a game-like world, the Land of Origin, seeking treasures and gaining tremendous strength.Michael transmigrated into this world at 18 and successfully awakened the Necromancer class. However, that was not all—Michael also unlocked a unique talent that allowed his undead summons to evolve infinitely......[Little Skeleton has successfully evolved into Skeleton Soldier!][Skeleton Mage has successfully evolved into Skeleton Summoner!][Bone Dragon has successfully evolved into Undead Frost Dragon!]......With his powerful undead summons, Michael set out on a path to become a supreme legend.Tags:#Necromancer#Undead#Evolution#Armybuilding

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]~Paradise Will Now Be Initialized~{The realm of the gods, Paradise, will be revealed to the chosen humans. Overcome the 99 Floors and reach the Final Realm.}For ten years, Mikey has been haunted by nightmares, until one day he stops having them... and they start appearing in real life.Demonic Monsters, Status Windows, and Skills... all of them are now in reality.What's worse? Anytime he dies, he is transported to the past and forced to repeat every scenario in this new world until he conquers and survives everything.What exactly is this new world, and how will the Dreamer survive?

After dying from betrayal, Thomas reincarnates as Jolthar Kaelzhar, the neglected son of a powerful clan, just after his brothers kill him. With Jolthar's memories and the blessing of Qalena, Thomas vows to rise from his lowly position and claim power in his new life.

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?