Eater Blade: Grinding in Apocalypse - Chapter 5: THE COST OF BLOOD.

Xu Jiayan is sick, suffering from a condition where he can't stand to see Jiang Yuan cry. Whenever the young girl sheds tears, he just can't help but feel weak in the knees.However, one day, after accidentally catching a glimpse of her slender waist, he feels his condition has worsened.He finds himself wanting to make her cry,yet he has no desire to seek a cure—How fatal!One-liner:A pseudo-sweetheart vs. a true scholar;Childhood friends turn lovers with a twist of love and war;From school uniforms to wedding gowns, only accompanying you.

Victoria Gibberson, an 18 years old telepathic girl who can read the mind of others whenever she wants. It was a curse more than a giftHer parents died in a car accident, one year back and thus, the first thing she did after completing high school was to change her place of residence.Moving in a small town called Pearly Canines with her aunt, she said goodbye to the old memories wanting to start fresh with her college studies.But there was something wrong with this place. The vibe she was getting was one of creep but luring her in at the same time.The thing that was most strange to her was, she felt an undeniable attraction to this guy called Alexander Hunter. He would stare at her deeply as if knowing her deepest secrets.It didn't help her when one night, he came near her and leaned before whispering seductively in her ears,“Hello, mate. Let's fall in love with each other.”

“Listen, the ancient gods are whispering, He said…they will return eventually!”

According to legend, the rulers of this world should have been those ancient gods, and every death of them was a grand rebirth…

Those who believe in the gods wake up the sleeping gods, light torches in the dark, and burn the world.

My father disappeared because he was investigating the resurrection of a certain god, and his life and death are still unknown.

I panicked, but not totally panicked.

Because the resurrected god is me.

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The day of marriage. Lifting the sedan chair to the door, he lightly lifted the sedan curtain, but he saw no newcomer, only a piece of paper pressed under a stone.

Looking at her flamboyant font, his thousand-year-old pupils faintly spurted out a few flames. good very good. On his perfect and impeccable face, there was a faint smile, not angry but smiling.

However, no one saw the hidden chill in that smile. That woman dared to run away from marriage, he would let her know the consequences of doing so.

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