Fantasy: I Did Not Raise The Divine Beasts - Chapter 1342 - Yi Mo Country (1)

The once revered Alchemy Emperor returns to his fifteenth year. In this lifetime, he not only seeks to rectify all past regrets but also aims to achieve the pinnacle of martial arts!Compared to cultivation techniques? My lackeys have divine-level technique in hands.Compared to elixirs? My top-tier elixirs are fit only for feeding dogs.Talents? Any genius who encounters me will find their fate crushed!Prosper under my lead, oppose me and meet your demise!

18 and naive, Belle Hart thought marriage would end her misery, only to realize it had just begun!What started as a promising love turned out to be a facade, would Belle choose between a second chance or leave? She met her mate, the Duke, who she proposed to when she came of age.A month in, things took a turn. The Duke leaves for war before she could inform him about her pregnancy, only for him to return with a mysterious woman whom he claimed to be his new wife! The audacity! Trouble ensued and Belle suffered a miscarriage as a result.…“What did you just say?” He asked, his gaze darkening.“You heard me well, I seek a divorce. I wish for us to go our separate ways,” she replied, her voice steady as she met his gaze with confidence, though inwardly she was shaken by his presence.“You are my mate, Belle, and I am yours. Divorce is the most foolish notion you could entertain. Do you believe any man would take a worthless creature like you as his wife?” He scoffed, his words biting, causing her heart to ache.…The Duke's refusal pushed Belle into the arms of the king. All she had to do was bear him an heir and he would help her get her revenge!“I want you to marry me, Your Majesty, and aid me in seeking my revenge against the Duke and those who have wronged me. In exchange, I shall bear you an heir before you help me,” she said, her voice steady and full of purpose.What will the choice be?

In the year 4 Before the New Calendar, just four years before the arrival of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Lyle finds himself sitting by the roadside, gnawing on a piece of coarse black rye bread. His gaze is hollow, tinged with despair—he has been transported to the world of Overlord.The prospect of facing the devastating events to come chills him to the bone. In just a few years, the Great Tomb will unleash its might, razing nations and reshaping the world. Lyle foresees two grim paths ahead: perishing in the cataclysmic aftermath or surviving to live under the rule of the Sorcerer Kingdom.But as hopelessness threatens to consume him, a unique panel materializes before his eyes: Innate Ability: “Player”.Armed with the same advantage as the feared entities of Nazarick, Lyle resolves to carve his destiny. If they're all players in this grand game, why should he cower before them? The race against time begins as he seeks to grow stronger, navigate the treacherous world, and defy the fate that looms ever closer.

[Warning: Mature content, lemons, comedy, MILFs, NTR, and a villainous protagonist!]_____[Ding! Congratulations, Villain! Your survival chance is 0.01% unless you NTR every hidden boss in this world. Start now or perish!].....James Tanner’s life could be summed up in one word: boring. After barely a week of being a rookie cop, he met his end courtesy of a speeding red sports car.But death wasn’t the end. It was just the beginning.When James woke up, he found himself in Aurendral, inhabiting the body of a rich young master who had spent years blind due to a mysterious condition.Fortunately, the blindness vanished when James merged with the body, leaving him with perfect vision—and one massive headache.[Ding! Issuing First Death Mission: NTR the hidden boss in this region within 90 days… or perish.]What choice did he have? Forced into the role of a scheming villain, James Tanner was about to shatter conventions, steal hearts, and become the strongest and most fearsome seducer this world had ever known.Because if he was going to be a villain, he might as well be the best.[Note: MC takes other guys' women, they don't take his.]