Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse - Chapter 3696: One After Another IV

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Voidwalker Dragon Bloodline.]The Celestial Dragon: “Little Ancestor, our geniuses are struggling to advance their bloodlines. Could you spare just a small drop of your diluted blood?”…Ash wakes up only to find himself transmigrated to another world, residing inside a young man who has the same name as him.In this new fantasy realm where the strong are respected and the weak are trampled, Ash received his cheat, which allowed him to summon strong powerhouses and obtain their powers through a draw chance, or even a lottery chance, where he could obtain anything from trash to the best treasures to ever exist.[Ding! Congratulations! You have summoned the strongest mankind alive, Aetherion — Lord of the Temporal Gates][Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Aetherion’s Physique, Eternal Void Chronobody.]

Warning: Mature Content Included (R-18+)---At 23, Nam Hyerin was diagnosed with a lump in her ovary. When she was told she could never have children, her fiancé abandoned her without a second thought. Grief-stricken and alone, her life ended not with the disease but during an unprecedented earthquake that struck Seoul.She should've been dead. However, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a strange new body—naked, tangled up with a half-human, half-beast man whose dark, scaly tail was wrapped tightly around her waist.“Woman, stop moving on top of me,” the man grumbled sleepily. “You’ve ridden me night after night until dawn… how are you still not done?”***Tags: Reverse Harem, Beast and Human, Drama, Comedy, Transmigration.

Bai Lian, the eldest martial sister of the Qiongming peak of the Duxian sect, is as pure as jade. and unparalleled in beauty. She is known as a Natural Saint and is sought after by thousands of people.

One day, she suddenly remembered the memory of her previous life. This world was actually an r18 gal game called the Battle of the Gods.

Her master, An Lan the reincarnated Immortal Heaven Lord; √

Her second martial sister, the future Holy Spirit Goddess; √

Her third younger martial sister, the rebirth of the Rebellious Shura; √

Her fourth younger martial sister, the future Dragon God of War; √

Her fifth martial sister, the future God of Martial Arts; √

And she, the eldest martial sister, was a [b*tch] and [white lotus flower], who had a villain system and could become stronger by bullying her martial sisters, and had as many as 108 death endings in the original game!

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Bai Lian was speechless.

[Every dog has its day, don’t look down on me!]

“I will be quitting cultivation!!!”

Bai Lian gave up the struggle.

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Several years later, Bai Lian sighed:

“Can you women with the protagonist models stay away from me!” “I am not a Natural Saint!”

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