The Knight's Mysterious Maid - Chapter 81: Whatever it takes (2)

"The trials ahead to prove my worth? I'll crush them !! Enemies? I'll slaughter them!! " Waking up in a new body and a new world after dying on Earth, Long Chen embarks on a new journey in a world filled with gods and demons. A world where myriad of life forms exist and humans can cultivate and become immortals. Watch him rise to prominence with a supreme inheritance and his hard work as he slaughtered everyone who stood in his path. Watch His journey as he became known in the Universe as the Demon God, the ruler of death forcing the heavens to bow before him. Known as the second inheritor, what happened to the first one? Who does this legacy belongs to? What secrets is the universe hiding? *** Instagram: Author_deangel —————————————————————————————— Buy me a coffee and support me on Ko-fi : https://ko-fi.com/deangel Patreon: Patreon.com/DeAngel Join my discord:https://discord.gg/2AGkydg PS: Please read at least more than 30 chapters as first 10-20 chapters aren't what I consider great myself. But it's my first novel and they were the first chapters I wrote. Seriously it gets better with time. _________________________________ PS: I don't own the cover artwork. All rights of the cover belong to the Original artist. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to find the artist. If you are the artist, you can contact me.

It’s the vacation of a lifetime, a trip to a remote island filled with geniuses and murder.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.