The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast - Chapter 1195: A Little Horn (Part 49)

He wasn’t some chosen hero.Not the golden boy in prophecy.He was just Kieran Marcoth—a boy born on the wrong side of fate,A mistake, a misfit.Not blessed by heaven.Too stubborn for hell.And now…Thrown onto a battlefield meant for gods.The world had already been broken long before he came into it.People sinned, as they always do—And one day, the sky finally answered.The day God turned away,Everything fell.Cities burned.Families vanished.The silence afterward was louder than any explosion.But even in wrath, the Divine left something behind.A final olive branch—if you could call it that.A way to survive what came crawling out of the darkness.Talents.Powers.Strange, unique abilities passed down like gifts from a god who no longer cared.And on the day Kieran stood in line—quiet, hopeful, a little scared—Waiting to receive his talent,He dared to believe his life might finally start to make sense.Instead…He awakened something different.A hidden SSS-ranked talent.The kind with a condition attached.A catch.And just like that, everything went wrong.Laughter.Whispers.Stares like knives.He became a joke.A disappointment.Even the instructors didn’t bother to hide their sneers.Then the bullying started.The beating.The betrayal.And one day, it nearly killed him.He lay there, bleeding.Angry.Humiliated.A part of him still hoping this was some twisted mistake.But it wasn’t.And then—A sound.> [Ding! Conditions have been met][Host has been successfully selected as a God Candidate][Defeat the other candidates! Become the next God of this ruined world]Kieran stared at the message blinking in front of him.He didn’t smile.Didn’t cry.Didn’t feel triumphant.He just felt tired.And then, something in him shifted.One thought, sharp and cold, rose to the surface:“I’m going to fucking kill those bastards.”Not for power.Not for glory.But because he was done being the punchline.That’s how his journey began.Not as a hero.Not yet a monster.Just a boy who had lost too much—And found something worth fighting for in the wreckage.The question now is:Will the world break him again?Or will he become the god who remakes it?

Su Yue, a heavyweight in the assassin world, was reborn as a newborn baby girl.She thought she would leisurely live this life by eating, drinking, cultivating medicinal herbs, and playing with venomous insects… leading a carefree existence.However, her master expelled her from the mountain.Her eldest martial brother is the prince of another country, her second martial brother is the leader of the martial arts alliance, her third martial brother is a divine physician, and her fourth martial brother… well, let’s ignore him.The emperor is her father, her brother is the prince, the national commander-in-chief is her maternal grandfather, and she has three uncles. She thought she could comfortably lead an idle life, but who knew…

System Notification: Your King of Passivity talent was activated through killing the Elit Demon Clan Warrior. You have automatically received the Critical Strike (Passive) Skill.

What? I got another passive skill.

I have way too many skills, I can barely see the end of my skills panel.

I need to be low-key, low-key.

This is the story of a game grinder who used his passive skills to destroy legends.

“Sword Cultivators may die standing, but they shall never live on their knees!”Xie Xuanyi fell into the Northern Sea, yet, under the nourishment of the “Undying Spring,” he unexpectedly welcomed a second life.Chronic ailments had faded, and new flames reignited.A single ember can set the fields ablaze.Enchantresses, Sword Immortals, Buddhist disciples... A multitude of demons danced chaotically as a great tide approached, heralding another golden age!In his previous life, his body was frail; in this life, he would refine his body with golden vital energy, achieving indestructible, crystal-clear Vajra bones!If the three hundred flying swords of the past were all broken, then he would forge an entire Sword Qi Cave Heaven!“Talismans, formation patterns, Daoist techniques—I only know so much—”Xie Xuanyi sat alone within a great array, with his former long sword placed across his knees.“Who says the path realized by Sword Cultivators can only be the Sword Dao?”