Black Tech Internet Cafe System - Chapter 163 - Godly Sword Lightning-Controlling True Spell!

The game *The Alternate World* arrives, a rift in space opens, monsters invade, and humanity enters a new era.John awakens with the weakest support class—Priest. He is mocked, his girlfriend breaks up with him, and he gets expelled from the academy.But they don‘t know that John has a god-tier talent called *Divine Gift*; all buffs last forever and can stack infinitely.Low life recovery? Just stack it to full. As long as he isn't killed in one hit, he is an invincible being.No attack power for a priest? Buffs like *Physical Damage Amplification* and *Magic Damage Increase* keep stacking.There's no enemy that can't be defeated with one hit. If there is, just hit again.Normal players: “One staff hit kills a top boss, and you tell me this is a garbage priest class?”The Demon King: “Mr. John, please stop hitting me. I'll lead the demons to retreat right now.”The King: “Mr. John, I'm willing to give you all my treasure just to have your protection...”John hugs both sides, surrounded by beautiful women. He looks down at the strong people kneeling before him, feeling a little frustrated.He just wanted to stack buffs in peace. How did he accidentally become invincible?

After being awakened by a raging headache and faint memories of his past life, Tsubakihara Yuuji found a strange smartphone he had never seen before.Opening it, he found a single question that would change his life and many others for the better, forever.[Do you wish to join the Multiverse Group Chat?][Yes] / [No]

Ren thought getting sacrificed and becoming a holy spirit was rock bottom—until he discovered his divine wife, the Goddess of Magic, is completely broke on faith power. That means his remaining soul would completely disappear.Turns out magicians are the worst believers ever!Ren has a crazy idea: if magicians won't pray willingly, make them pray to access the internet.Starting with a simple magic forum, Ren introduces this fantasy world to the addictive power of online connectivity. Want Q&A sessions on spell theory? Pray first. Need to livestream your dragon research? That'll be one prayer, please. E-commerce shopping for rare magical components? Prayer required for checkout.The moment Ren becomes the God of Technology, this world's whole vibe goes haywire.What begins as a desperate faith-farming scheme spirals into something far bigger. Soon dragons are running delivery services, apprentices are binge-watching magical tutorials, and even gods are competing for subscriber counts. Magic cars cruise the streets, magic trains thunder across continents, and when apprentices start wielding magic ray guns against seasoned magicians, everyone realizes this world has changed forever.From a simple forum to consciousness uploading and biological immortality—when technology crashes into magic, the explosion reshapes reality itself.After all, why choose between science and magic when you can have both?

In the grimy Black Hound Tavern, disgraced hunter Kael Veymar drowns his failures in ale, his father’s shattered crest a noose around his neck. When a Fallen beast attacks him—spewing acid and cryptic threats about the Harbinger—he’s saved by Lyria, a rogue huntress with a deadly smile and a glowing amulet: the Fractalis, stolen by Kael’s father.Their reunion is cut short by Dren, Kael’s former brother-in-arms, who slit Garrik’s throat for the Guild. After a vicious alley fight, Lyria helps Kael escape, but not before a Fallen’s ooze sears his flesh, leaving veins of corruption that **pulse with the Harbinger’s voice.Seeking answers, they flee to Ms. Miller, an old ally who gifts Kael a sword and a warning: “Find Torin. The skulls will whistle your name.” But the Guild is closing in. At Celestis Rise Dren is humiliated for his failure, while the Dozen Vanguards receive a bone-chilling letter—its author dead, its ink fresh.The stakes sharpen:- The Fractalis is not what it seems.- And Garrik Veymar’s shadow stretches long from the grave.Now, Kael and Lyria ride toward Godsgrave, where Hunter blades go to die—and where the Harbinger’s eclipse waits to rise.