I'm Actually Not Overpowered! - Chapter 186 Okay, I Truly Did Not See This One Coming

Elena, who spent her entire life as a cold-blooded female knight to avenge her family, ended up dying without claiming her revenge. When she opened her eyes she found that she went back into the past. By day she was a lady in a dress, and at night she carried a sword to change history and prevent her family’s destruction.

In the original world, Sasuke had a tragic life experience, his entire clan was wiped out, he was deceived by Itachi, brainwashed by Obito, and played with by applause, and everything was clearly arranged!On the spur of the moment, you will get a severe beating! In the end, he cut off his hand, carried everything on his back, and left Konoha alone. The Uchiha clan fell...After Getting Transmigrated As Uchiha Sasuke, Yah Let's Definitely Try To Avoid All Of This Shit....

Lu Zixin has a Black Technology Chat Group of the Ten Thousand Realms , and the group members are the science and technology giants of the world.

Tony Stark : “Group owner, I will send this War Machine Mark II Armor to you!”

Red Queen : “Group owner, do you want to try the latest T virus ?”

Skynet : “Group owner, where is your world? I am going to destroy it.”

Bruce Wayne : “The Batmobile is simply used to pick up girls and today I have a great girl. Do you want to see it ?”

Vega Punk : “Recently synthesized a new demon fruit, does the group want to try an experiment ?”

Little Spidey : “I don’t care, I don’t care, do not send me the red envelope, I will retreat!”

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Lu Zixin : “A group of lawless people, be careful with me!”

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I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.