Douluo Dalu - Chapter 231 — Evil Fire Phoenix’ Spirit Avatar

Reminiscent of no mere illusion within a world of urban supernatural abilities, the art of magic herein is one of rigorous objectivity and precision!The Magician's Code:1. Unwavering belief in science2. Never perform magic in front of muggles3. Never break the magician personaRemember, if someone asks, tell them it's sleight of hand, that magic is surely a farce, a complete farce!One day, Jiang Shu discovers he can gain corresponding supernatural abilities through his magic performances. Thus, on stage, he believes in science, but off stage, he strikes with mighty blows.Simple magic tricks, solving minor mysteries, this is the ordinary day-to-day life of an average magician in a cyberpunk world.(This cyberpunk setting has no direct connection with any game and doesn't present any barriers to reading)(This story includes logical reasoning, magical detective work, magic analysis, and a light-hearted everyday routine, all of which will be featured.)

Xander Nyxon was born with a gift: the ability to lift the veil of sleep and travel to the world beyond. He is one of the few rare individuals who can enter dreams and nightmares at will.

While most Dreamwalkers ply their trade on the Dreamscape, Xander Nyxon is one of the reckless few who travels to the Nightscape seeking answers from the deceased. However, walking through nightmares is a perilous task even for the most experienced Dreamwalker.

A thin veil separates the real world from the realm beyond, holding the terrors of the Nightscape at bay. But things quickly go wrong when a group of cultists cause the wall between the worlds to crumble. What happens when dreams and nightmares merge with the real world and twisted Ethereals start clawing their way out of the Nightscape?

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Xander was lifted off his feet and pushed back several paces. He desperately tried to get back on the ground, but his legs kept dangling mid-air.

“I knew you’d be coming,” the mysterious figure whispered, pulling his hood back to reveal a hideous face riddled with scars. He was blind in the left eye and all his teeth were grimy black.

“What the hell are you freaks up to?” Xander growled, desperately trying to break free from the cultist’s grasp. “Who are you guys?”

The cultist smiled at this and replied, “Our names are inconsequential, Dreamwalker. But I think you already know what we are up to. Our world is plagued by sin. It is time for it to be cleansed by the Dark Deity’s blessing!”

What to expect?

1. Dungeons.

2. Magic.

3. Creatures from folklore, myth and fantasy.

4. A level-up system with skill upgrades.

5. Mystery and adventure.

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Yaoniang was the concubine of Jin Wang in the last life, but she had only been doted on for a few months before she died.

After her rebirth, she decided to live safely and protect herself. So she would do a job well as a wet nurse and never pursue luxurious life.

However, it never occurred to her that stern-faced Jin Wang who only did things without discussion in her last life would now take initiative.

Everyone in the world knew that Jin Wang had a concubine which was doted by him as early as he lived in original place. After entering the royal palace, she was even more prestigious and Jin Wang only doted her in imperial harem.

There were many rumors in the folk villages about the concubine. The only thing that was well known was that before she entered the royal palace she was a widow and it was said that she also had a son.

During the time Jin Wang became the emperor, he was diligent and managed the country well. He worked hard to improve his governance as a wise emperor. However, he was frequently crazy about the concubine, which made people criticize a lot.

And one of the most absurd things he did was to recognize the son the concubine had as his own kid.

To this, Jin Wang personally came out to refute the rumor:

“It’s my own son.”

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I possessed a character with an intelligence of 100 in a classic medieval fantasy land-grabbing game. An intelligence score of 100. That meant my predictions were always accurate. However, since I was physically weak and didn’t quite understand why that was the case, I thought it best to just live quietly. But then… leaders who began to recognize my ability started to become obsessed with me.